Date: Sat, 22 Apr 2000 01:08:36 EDT
From: get tooit <get2itt@hotmail.com>
Subject: Camping with Uncle Bob by Get2itt

This story is part of the "Get2itt" series, a group of original stories w/
no subplots, plot development, extraneous characters, character
development, useless dialog nor great tedious length. These stories get to
the point, for the busy maturbator with no time to scroll through
trivialities while searching out the "meat" of the story. The author has
thoughtfully left all their artistic pretensions at the door and gotten to
what you really want to read: licking, fucking and sucking. For comments,
story subject requests and hate mail, write to the author at
get2itt@hotmail.com . We are completely quadrasexual here, equal
representation is afforded to gay, lesbian, bi, and transexuals. Thanks for
your time

Camping with Uncle Bob

By Get2itt

Uncle Bob has always been my favorite uncle. He was cool, had long hair and
drove a fast sportscar, dated beautiful women, had an exciting job as a
free-lance photographer that took him all around the world. I wanted to be
like him and experience all the things he had experienced. When he asked if
I wanted to go camping and hiking with him at the state park, I jumped at
the chance.

The night was unseasonalbly cool when we set up camp for the night. Our
tent was just large enough for two sleeping bags, close together. I was
surprised to see my uncle strip nude before he got in his sleeping bag. I
marveled at his hairy body and the size of his cock, at least 11 inches
long by the look of it, and thick as a horse's cock.

I was 16 at the time, and had already participated in enough sex with guys
to know I was gay. I had been fucked by my best friends older brother the
entire summer, and was well broken in, but he only had a six-and-a-half
inch prick. Uncle Bob's made his look like a nub! My uncle noticed my
ogling and smiled.

"How do you like it? Ever seen one that big?" he laughed, gripping it as he
lay on his back in his unzipped bag. He had two huge, hairy balls that hung
tight against the bottom of his meat in the cool night air. I don't think I
was ever more turned on or ravenous for a cock than I was at that second.

"It's awesome!" I said simply. We both had detected each others gayness (on
my part) and bi-sexuality (on his) through mutual gaydar.

"Why don't you get undressed and let's have a little fun," he said huskily,
stroking his cock to a purple tautness. The veins stuck out prominently and
his cock seemed to pulse with vitality and virility. My mouth literally
watered for it.

I undressed, embarrassed at my sparse bush and hairless chest. My uncle had
a full growth of chest hair and a massive bush around his package. I laid
next to him and he turned to me, rolling on top of me. I was in heaven as
he engulfed my small (6 inches, and not completely hard yet) cock with his
thick bush and we rubbed cocks. I was soon horny as a 16-year-old boy can
be, which is pretty damn horny. He nibbled my nipples and gripped my
ass-cheeks as he humped me, his rough cock-hair chafing my tender young
groin. He spread my cheeks and shifted his cock to my ass-crack, slipping
it up and down the channel of my ass, rubbing the outside of my asshole and
getting me extremely anxious to get fucked.

I had been broken in by a pedophile neighbor at 14, and returned again and
again for more, until I was a pro at taking it up the ass. After catching
my best friend's older brother Adam jacking off, I took advantage of his
natural teen-age horniness to coax him into fucking me. Although I don't
think he preferred fucking a young boy to hot pussy, Adam sure took
advantage of what he could get. He had been screwing me since school let
out. I'd go over after his mom had left for work and get in bed with him,
and spend the day sucking cock and getting fucked while he watched porn
videos and smoked pot.

Speaking of which, Uncle Bob now rolled off me and reached in his backpack
to take out a thin joint. He lit it, took a long drag, held it and passed
the joint to me. Pot relaxed me and made it easier to get accustomed to
taking a big cock up my tight, teen-aged ass. He also took out a small
flask, which when he passed it to me, I found contained Cream liquor, very
sweet on a cold night. It also went down easy, and I was soon high,
slightly drunk, horny, and very relaxed and ready.

Uncle Bob was too horny for preliminaries, so he rolled me on my side and
laid behind me. This was a good position for me, my rectum seemed to open
naturally as he lubed his cock and placed it at my opening. He began to
push, but was off-target so I reached behind me and guided his cock to my
anus. He was so big that even pushing forcefully right on the center of my
asshole, his cock wouldn't go in. I pulled one cheek to the side, and his
cock found the notch and my experienced ass began to open in front of his
pushing cock.

I put my hand behind me to hold back his thrusts, but he kept a steady
pressure against my stretching sphincter. I opened and closed it, moaning,
and pushed out like I was taking a shit as he pushed in, and together we
worked his cock in until his cushiony bush was tickling my ass-crack. I
started to moan and grunt deep in my throat as he fucked me with short
strokes, barely pulling his cock out before pushing it back in. My ass was
deliciously full and stretched. I was in ecstasy at the pleasure of the rim
of my ass expanded to fit around his monster cock. His eleven inches banged
my prostate in a way I had only dreamed about with Adam. I had not even
been able to hit spots with my 12-inch dildo I used for jacking off
sessions that Uncle Bob was managing to hit now. He talked filthy insults
to me as he slow-fucked my ass.

"Unh, yes, squeeze my cock with your gay shit-hole, oh yes, take it up your
little poop-chute queer-boy!" He groaned with satisfaction, totally
enjoying the sensation of my hot, liquid centered rectum, smooth as velvet
and tighter than any pussy, wrapped around his huge snake. "Uhhuh, yes,
uh-huh, yes, uh, yes, fuck, yes," he groaned and pumped, tweaking my nipple
with one hand while holding my butt with the other, throwing one leg over
me to get in deeper as we fucked on our sides. "Unh, yes, I'm gonna cum, I
can't hold it, unh, bear down on my cock, unh, take it fag, unh, yes, unh!"

I bent away from him, forcing my ass closer, and bore down hard on his cock
with my ass muscles. I was totally relaxed and getting extreme pleasure
from the 20 minute fucking I was getting, but was aware this cock was much
larger than I was used to, and it was stretching my ass raw. I would never
be the same after a week or two of Uncle Bob's cock.

My sore rectum was soothed by a generous ejaculation from Uncle Bob's giant
root as he pushed it all the way in, poking my prostate as he held it
there. Those huge balls must have pumped a pint of semen into me, making my
bowels slick and allowing his cock to slide effortlessly all the way in and
out for the first time since he had been fucking me. He began long-cocking
me and after his cock initially softened a bit it began to harden again,
and I felt it grow in my ass again. I was a little sore by now but his
sperm had lubed me up and I reveled in the slight pain.

Uncle Bob turned over my body without removing his cock so that he
straddled one leg and faced me, looking down into my face. I could tell he
was going to kiss me and didn't know how I felt about it. Adam had only
fucked me ass-in-the-air doggy-style and had sure never made out with me. I
closed my eyes and opened my mouth at Uncle Bob's insistent tongue and
French kissed for the first time since I somewhat awkwardly tried it with a
young girl at a party. It had tasted good and was stimulating then, but
nothing like the aggressive mouth-fucking I was getting now.

Uncle Bob pumped his tongue into my mouth in rhythm with pumping his cock
into my ass. He pinched both my nipples, which made my cock ache for
release, but I could tell Uncle Bob wanted to fuck for a while and I knew
if I came I wouldn't be horny again quick, and would have to take it up the
ass without being game. I didn't relish that thought with a monster prick
this big.

Uncle Bob was fucking me like he must have fucked his bitches, playing with
my tits, probing my young mouth with his tongue, while pounding my ass with
his very talented cock. He was a very good lay, and must have kept women
creaming all night with his expert cocksmanship. He drove it in at angles,
hitting new spots in my rectum, finding a sweet spot and reaming me until I
could have screamed into his mouth. I took it like I was taking a hard
shit, grunting long and deeply in my chest, my mouth full of his thick
tongue. He kept up a fast and steady fucking for an incredibly long time,
fucking, fucking, fucking my asshole until I was almost numb.

He backed off my face and began sucking and biting my titties, back and
forth between them, getting my nipples sore and chafed. He pushed my knees
back to my chest and I spread my legs wide and pointed my toes in opposite
directions, opening my asshole widely as possible for him to assault. I was
wet, full of cum and well-fucked out by now, and a loose, liquid, mushy
asshole was making him shoot now instead of a tight gripping one. A loose
hole better suited the slamming he was giving me now.

"Fuckin' unh cunt unh take unh my unh god unh dammed unh cum unh you unh
little bitch unh," he panted as he took me by the cheeks, gripping them
tightly to the point of pain and man-fucking my ass like a slut's used
pussy. I felt a red-hot poker hit my prostate as he shot a three-bullet
load 'spurt-spurt-spurt' into my bowels. He fucked me very fast and less
forcefully, relishing the sensation of cumming tickling his cock-rim until
it was too sensitive to continue. He pulled out and rolled off.

I was well-fucked and full of cum, and felt like I had to shit, so I
started to get up.

"Wait a minute, where do you think you're going?" he grabbed my arm as I
started to get up to go outside the tent, steamy hot now with our
passion. I opened the flap and a burst of polar air wafted in, raising
goosebumps on my legs and ass.

"I have to take a shit, Uncle Bob. You pumped me full of air, hehe," I
giggled like a girl.

"Hold it in. Come over here and suck my cock," he said in a low, thick
voice, as he lay back and started stroking his cock hard again.

I did as I was told and went right to what I knew felt good on a cock,
engulfing his large golf-ball sized head with my lips and making my mouth
very wet. He tasted of shit and cum as I poked my tongue in the end of his
cock and swirled his head around in my saliva filled mouth. I then slid his
cock deep into my mouth, deep throating him and backing off, again and
again, fast, face-fucking him.

He began to stiffen again and reached for me, turning my body until my ass
was in his face. He pulled me into a sitting position on his face while I
sucked his cock, getting at least eight of his eleven inch boner down my
throat before gagging, backing off and working on the head with my lips and
tongue, then deep throating again.

Meanwhile, he began spreading my cheeks and I could feel his moustache on
my chafed asshole as he sucked my balls. Then he clamped his mouth around
my anus and began sucking and tonguing it. I felt very loose and liquid
inside, and was having a hard time keeping my sphincter holding the load of
spunk and shit inside me. Uncle Bob pushed his tongue deep into me, and my
muscles let loose, leaking cum and ass-juice. He locked his lips around my
asshole and sucked his cum out of me. I let loose then, releasing the air
he had pumped into my wide-open ass as he butt-fucked me. Uncle Bob slurped
noisily as he feltched my used shithole, sucking out every bit of cum and
ass-juice. My rectum was pretty clean, I had given myself an enema that
very morning as I did every day, just in case I lucked into a good fuck I
liked to be ready. Although he never kissed me, Adam did like to eat out my
asshole, perhaps pretending he was eating pussy, and he didn't like my ass
to smell shitty, so I had taken to douching it with strawberry douche.

As soon as my asshole was empty, and his cock again a raging boner, I
straddled his hips and lowered myself down on his swollen member. Only
after a royal corn-holing could I ride a horse-cock like this. My sore and
burning ass-lips touched his head and I wanted it, bad, deep in me. I
reached back and spread my cheeks, right down by my hole, making it gape
open. Uncle Bob supported his cock, making it stand up as I lowered myself
down on it, sliding down it in one motion. I yelped in pain and
satisfaction at being skewered by this lovely prick again. It now poked
directly into my bruised prostate, and the torture was exquisite. I almost
came without touching my cock. It jumped and pulsed on its own, my balls
aching deliciously after such long stimulation without cumming. I was ready
for a ball-busthing orgasm now, and wanted to make it last just a bit
longer so I would be at my peak.

Uncle Bob reached for my tits and began squeezing them like a girls, then
took my nipples between his fingers and started tweaking them. I could feel
the nerve endings from my nipples connect to the ones in my stretched out
ass as I began to ride him, banging down on his cock to poke my distended
prostate gland.

"Oh, yes, sweetie, ride that cock, that's nice, unh, your tight little butt
is so sweet, ride my hard prick," Uncle Bob cooed in a low voice, releasing
my nipples and holding my hips and helping me pump up and down.

After suffering for ten minutes of ass-grinding buttfucking, I took my
prick in my hand and bore down on Uncle Bob's prick, pressing it against my
tortured prostate to drive me to an extremely intense and body-wracking
ejaculation. I only had to stroke it a few times before I felt my balls
begin to boil. I jerked my cock painfully hard, squeezing it and bumping
the edge of my hand over the ridge of my head, the sweet spot I used to
make myself cum hundreds of jackoffs before. I pushed down more forcefully
on his cock, poking my prostate harder and prolonging the feeling of orgasm
for as long as I kept him stabbing my vitals, at the same time choking off
my cum by clenching my ass and squeezing my sphincter muscle which also
blocked my flow of sperm out of my cock. Uncle Bob whined in his throat as
his sensitive cock let loose one final, small shot and I felt his cock jump
as I held my load. I finally let loose, spouting like a gusher up Uncle
Bob's thatch of chest hair, over his neck, face, forehead and even over his
head. I spurted four good squirts, panting and gasping, then gave myself
one last hard push down on his cock to finish off my shot and keep my ass
sore for a week.

I rolled off Uncle Bob, went outside into the polar air to piss and shit
out his last tiny shot. I came back in the tent and we made out for a few
minutes, then I cuddled up to his muscular, hairy chest and sucked his
nipples. Then I rolled over and we fell asleep with his semi-hard cock up
against my ravaged asshole.

For the next week he would have to take it a little easier on me, but we
fucked every day of our camping trip. When we returned home he arranged
with my parents for me to spend the next summer travelling with him. He
promises to show me the pleasures of pussy too, and make me bi-sexual by
the end of our trip. I can't wait for the exotic sex we are sure to indulge
in. I know it will include plenty of his monster cock reaming out my ass,
and that's all I really care about!