Date: Sun, 16 Feb 2014 21:20:07 -0800 (PST) From: Db Byron <db.byron@yahoo.com> Subject: My Nephew Jacob Part Four DISCLAIMER: The following story contains descriptions of sexual activity between men and minors, especially boys. If you are under 18 years of age, READ NO FURTHER. If you are morally opposed to sexually explicit fiction involving minors, READ NO FURTHER. The following story is fantasy only and was written for the author's private enjoyment. Others have convinced me to share... This fiction is not intended to contribute in any way to illegal actions by the reader, nor is it intended to contribute in any way to harmful acts toward children. All events portrayed are fictional, if you like what you've read, write me at db.byron@yahoo.com. Additional parts to this story depend on feedback, so, be sure to write if you liked it! The Nifty Archive has welcomed thousands of open-minded men to indulge in their hottest and darkest fantasies. Anything is possible in a story. But making those stories available is only possible with help from you. So curl up with an erotic tale. Let it take you to the edge of ecstasy and back again. Then take a moment and donate. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html - Chapter Four: "Dirty Cherry" I picked up a towel that was draped over the back of the couch. I wiped the sweat from my face as I laid back and tried to catch my breath. Jacob was still crying softly and laying across my Dad's lap. His little legs dangling over the edge of the arm of the recliner. I couldn't help but watch the cum running down the side of the recliner and on to the old shag carpet of the living room. My Dad placed a hand on Jacob's tummy and rubbed him softly. Jacob could finally relax for a moment. While his swollen, puffy, purple boy hole enjoyed a break from being pummeled. Jacob looked remarkably comfortable laying there in his Grandpa's lap. Despite having been fucked so deeply. He was certainly built for taking a fucking. In the light of the living room, I could finally see the outline of the teeth marks I had left around his tiny pink nipples. His skinny, hairless, fit, little body laying there seemingly save in his Grandpa's lap. His little face still wet with tears and his cheeks rosy from all the crying and blushing. As I caught my breath, I watched as my Dad continue to guide Jacob's hand and used it to stroke his hard 6.5" mature cock. His little fingers unable to reach around the full girth of the 62yo mans meaty shaft. Jacob rested his head back against the arm of the recliner and looked up toward the ceiling. After taking a few minutes to gather my thoughts and regain my energy. I cleared my throat and looked at my Dad. "So, is Mark coming back tonight or what?" I asked. "Your Brother is a fucking mess. I told him not to come back until he was ready to discuss getting himself on the straight and narrow." My Dad replied. I rolled my eyes. "Besides, we don't need him here tonight. He'll regret missing all the fun. But that's his own damn fault." My Dad said. Tossing the towel back onto the couch, I stood up and walked back over to the recliner. I leaned down and kissed Jacob on the lips. He flashed me a vain little smile as he whimpered softly. "I'm gonna fix myself a drink. You two want anything?" I asked. Jacob shook his head no slowly. "No thanks. All I need is right here." My Dad replied. My Dad looked down at Jacob with a wicked grin. I left them both there in the recliner as I walked to the kitchen. I could hear my Dad's voice as I went about my way mixing a stiff rum and coke. Jacob continued to stroke his Grandpa's cock. "Mmmmm... You like the feel of Grandpa's cock baby?" My Dad asked. "It's really big around, Grandpa." Jacob replied. "That's what makes it so good for fucking little boys." My Dad said. "Does... Does that make it, um, hurt more?" Jacob asked. "Shhhh... You'll find out soon kiddo." My Dad replied. I walked back to the couch with my drink in hand. I straightened out the towel on the cushion and sat down on it. "Roll over on your tummy for me, Jacob." My Dad said. Jacob released his grip on my Dad's cock and together they helped him roll onto his stomach. Dad put a hand on Jacob's upper back and another on his bubble butt. His rough workman's hands looked huge against the boys little body. I watched my Dad massage Jacob's butt as he spread his little legs some. Jacob's feet in the air, knees on one arm of the recliner and his chest on the other. Dad ran his fingers over the puffy hole feeling the moist warmth. "Your Uncle's been working your little backdoor pretty hard huh kiddo?" My Dad asked. Jacob didn't say anything. He might not have understood the expression. "How many times has he been in you so far? Hmmm?" My Dad asked. "Three... Three times, Grandpa." Jacob replied softly. "Mmmmmm. Not bad considering he says he's a bottom." My Dad said. Dad looked over at me with a smirk. I sipped on my drink and smiled. "I knew you'd love fucking a little boy once you got the chance." Dad said, as he turned his attention back to Jacob's hole. He continued to run his finger over Jacob's tender sore hole. "It's good to remember how many cocks have been up in you, Jacob. Once you lose count. You become a slut. And everyone loves a little slut boy." My Dad explained. My Dad pressed gently on Jacob's pucker. "Ohhmmm... Mmmm..." Jacob whimpered. "What a gift you are boy. Your Daddy is a good man to give you to your Uncle James, like he did." My Dad said. I almost choked on my rum and coke. A shocked look on my face. "Hey, wait, how did you..." I asked surprised. "Hahaha. I told you. There ain't no secrets here. Besides, I don't need Mark to give me anything. If I want something, I just take it." My Dad said. Without missing a beat, my Dad shoved two fingers up inside Jacob's sore hole. "Grandpa!!!! Ahhhh!!!" Jacob screamed. Jacob's legs closed, straightened out and his little body tensed up. But my Dad kept his fingers inside the puffy hole. "Mmmmmm... We're gonna make you a slut as fast as we can fuck boy. MmmmHmmm. I promise." My Dad said. Jacob's body shivered as my Dad's fingers worked his hole. His big fingers were thick and rough. I know they must have felt intense up inside his tender opening. I watched as my Dad smiled and started fingering Jacob's abused hole. Digging in it deep and rough. "Ahhhhh!!! Grandpa that hurts!" Jacob cried. "Good, boy. That's what I like to hear." My Dad said. "He loves it to hurt. Don't let him fool you Daddy." I said. "Oh he's not gonna fool this old bastard. I know little boys like him. I raised two of them." My Dad said. I smiled and sipped my drink. Something about seeing Dad in action was always exciting to me. I watched Dad continue to probe Jacob's hole. The boy squirming only made Dad's cock drip more precum. One thing about my Dad. He didn't often shoot huge loads, but he could drip precum for hours it seemed. "Spread your legs boy." My Dad instructed. Jacob just kept squirming. His legs stretched out and his little body tense. Dad lifted his hand from Jacob's back and smacked him firmly on his tiny ass. 'Smack!' "Ahhhh!!! No! Please! Grandpa! Ahhh!!!" Jacob protested. Another two firm smacks followed. 'Smack! Smack!' "Ahhhh!!!" Jacob screamed. With that he spread his legs as far as he could in a hurry. One leg nearly falling off the arm of the recliner. My Dad caught it and held him as not to let him lose his balance. "I think our boy needs some more room to stretch out huh?" My Dad said. Dad pulled his fingers from Jacob's hole and in a swift motion. He put his arms under the boy and lifted him as he stood up from the recliner. He held Jacob in his arms and started walking toward the hallway. I hopped up from the couch and tried to get a few steps ahead of him. "Get the door for me, Jimmy." My Dad said. I went to Dad's bedroom door and put my hand on the knob. But before I could turn it, he called to me. "Not that door. The 'other' door." My Dad said. I took a step back and reached for the knob of the door next to my Dad's. First unlocking the deadbolt above the door knob and then turning to the knob. I pushed the door open. It swung open into the darkness of a stairway. Reaching in I fiddled for the light switch. It flipped on and a dim light at the base of the stairs lit up. My Dad carried Jacob to the edge of the stairs and turned to me. "Lock things up, up here and meet us down stairs. Mark probably won't be back anytime tonight anyways." My Dad said. I nodded my head and went to get the house ready for the night. I turned off the lights in all the rooms and made sure all the doors were closed. After a few minutes I went to rejoin Dad and Jacob. As I came down the stairs the scent of cigar smoke hit my nose. It mixed with the smell of musk and man-scent in the air. My head cleared the ceiling at the base of the stairs as I came around the banister. The dim lights of the game room lighting up the smokey basement area. My Dad was standing beside the billiards table with a half smoked cigar in his mouth. Jacob was whimpering nearby. As he lay on a dirty mattress on the floor next to the billiards table. His little ass face up and legs spread. If I hadn't known better I would have thought the fun had already been had. But I knew my Dad was meticulous when it came to training young boys. Especially when it came to family. Every detail was well thought out and planned for in advance. Perhaps it was all the years of experience he had with the subject. I sipped my drink and walked closer. Jacob looked up at me. His little ass wiggled subtly. Like a puppy wagging its tail. I had a seat in a dusty beanbag chair just a few feet from Jacob. My Dad took a long drag of his cigar and then stepped over behind Jacob. He squatted down and looked intensely at the precious little boys ass. "Spread your cheeks Jacob. Let Grandpa see that boy pussy." My Dad said. Jacob tried to spread his legs as much as he could. My Dad rolled his eyes. "I said spread your cheeks boy, not your legs. What are you, a whore? Reach back and spread those little ass cheeks." My Dad said. Jacob reached back, grabbing the firm cheeks of his bubble butt and spread them wide. Lifting and spreading to expose his puffy hole. "That's a good boy. Now push out for me. Push out like you're gonna shit yourself. Grandpa wants to see every bit of that boy pussy." My Dad said. Jacob pushed out and his little pucker puffed out a bit more. Purple in the center and red along the sides up to the cheeks. Swollen and puffy. My Dad got down to his knees and took another drag of his cigar. Then he leaned in close and exhaled. Blowing cigar smoke between Jacob's ass cheeks and all over his swollen hole. He then pulled the cigar from his lips and positioned it about a foot above Jacob's hole. He thumbed the cigar and ashes fell onto Jacob's hole. Jacob flinched but didn't make a sound. The ashes were not hot enough to hurt him. My Dad took another drag of his cigar and blew more smoke over Jacob's hole. The scent driving me wild as it always did. Just then dad motioned over to me to come closer. "Put that down and come sip on your Daddy's beer can." My Dad said, with one hand on his cock. I set my drink down and got up from the beanbag. I got on my knees and took his thick cock in my hand. I gave it a few strokes and then leaned in taking the head in my mouth. I began to suck on his thick hard shaft. Licking the piss-slit and lapping up his precum. Jacob kept his hole nicely exposed. I watched as Dad continued to smoke his cigar and occasionally dropped more ashes on Jacob's pucker. "Get me good and wet, Jimmy. It's all the lube this little fuck boy is gonna get." My Dad said. I sucked and sucked. Licking every inch of my Dad's shaft. Doing my best to get it lubed. I knew Jacob would appreciate every bit of lube he could get. It wasn't long before Dad's cigar was finished. He sat the foot of the cigar in an ashtray that was on the edge of the billiards table. I looked up at my Dad. "Is that good enough, Daddy?" I asked. "You did good, Jimmy." My Dad said. I crawled over next to Jacob and laid down. My cock about a foot or so from his face. I laid with my head facing the action that was soon to start. "Jacob, get on your knees for Grandpa." My Dad said. Jacob let go of his cheeks and scooted up on to his hands and knees. Dad reached down and put his hand on Jacob's lower back and guided his cock to the ash covered pucker. "You've got a dirty cherry pucker now. Do you know what we do with dirty cherries, Jacob?" My Dad said. "We clean them?" Jacob asked softly. "Awwww, no baby. We pop them. Grandpa wants to pop it for you. Can I pop it? Hmmm?" My Dad asked. I watched my Dad rub the head of his cock all over Jacob's pucker. Smearing spit and ash all over it. "I... I guess so, Grandpa." Jacob replied. "Hmmmm?" My Dad said. I looked over at Jacob. "Say it Jacob. Ask Grandpa for it kiddo." I said. Jacob looked back at his Grandpa. With his head hanging low. "Grandpa? Will you pop my dirty cherry for me?" Jacob asked softly. My Dad took a deep breath and started pushing his thick cock against Jacob's hole. He put both hands on the boys hips and started pulling him back. "Oh yeah. Mmmm... Give Grandpa that dirty cherry. Give it to me, Jacob." My Dad said. "Ahhhh!!! Ohhhhmmmm!!! Ahhh!!!" Jacob started to cry. I watched intensely. My eyes drawn to the dark ashy hole and invading cock. My Dad's shaft was so big around it was spreading Jacob's ass cheeks. Suddenly the head of my Dad's cock slipped inside. "Oh my Shit! Damn! Ahhh!!!" Jacob screamed. Jacob's little body shook as the head of my Dad's cock invaded him. Dad pulled back on Jacob's hips hard and steady. His cock was slightly wider at the base. So from here on it was all about stretching that little boy pucker. "Good little fuck boy. Give up that dirty cherry to Grandpa." My Dad said. My Dad pushed harder and harder. I could see his shaft pulsing at the resistance it was encountering. Jacob started shaking and trying to squirm. "Grandpa I can't! Ahh!! Please... It's too big round." Jacob cried heavily. My Dad had his little hips gripped tight. "James, grab his shoulders." My Dad said. I hopped up to my knees and scooted over in front of Jacob. I put my hands on his shoulders and pushed him back. He was now pinned between us both. "Grandpa please! Please don't! Ohhh! No please!" Jacob cried hard and begged. "You asked me to pop it fuck boy." My Dad said. "But, but it's too big round! Ahh!!! Please!!!" Jacob cried and begged. "Too late now fuck boy. You're gonna give it to Grandpa. Grandpa wants it! I'm gonna fuck'n take it!" I looked down between Jacob's ass cheeks. My Dad's cock was slowly but surely getting in deeper. It might have been slow going but it was sure as hell happening. "Open your hole for him, Jacob." I said. "I'm trying! I'm really, really trying, Uncle James! Ahhh!!! Fuck!!! Shit!!! Ahhh!!!" Jacob screamed. I could feel Jacob shaking as he tried his best to open up his hole. His hole was surely going to be torn to shreds. Dad lifted up on Jacob's hips and his little knees came up off from the mattress. "Ahhhh!!! Ahhh!!!" Jacob cried heavily. Bit by bit Jacob's little swollen hole was taking my Dad's thick shaft. I could feel him moving backwards very slowly. I wasn't pushing on his shoulders as much now but simply steadying him. While he was being impaled on the cock of his Grandfather. A man who had no shame in hurting a little boy in the name of training him. Teaching him to give pleasure in ways he never knew possible. After several long minutes. Which felt like hours. Jacob was finally at the base of his Grandpa's cock. Only a tiny bit left to go. Which I'm sure for Jacob felt like miles. I moved my hands away and then rubbed the back of Jacob's head. He looked up at me. Tears pouring down his face. "Why? Why does Grandpa hate me? He... He won't stop..." Jacob cried. I leaned down and kissed Jacob's forehead. "He doesn't hate you kiddo. It's because he loves you so much that he has to do this. We both love you so, so very much." I said. My Dad continued to pull the boy onto his shaft. "Ahhh!!! Ohhhmmm!!!" Jacob cried. "You're almost there kiddo. It's almost all the way in. You're doing so good." I said. "It hurts so much!!! Ahh!!" Jacob cried. Jacob lowered his head and cried. I scooted over and crawled up behind my Dad. I could see his shaft was almost fully inside. I reached beneath Jacob and fondled his little boy cock. It was soft and perfectly smooth in my hand. As I rubbed him I heard my Dad growl. I could see Dad's balls had finally come to a stop. "MmmmmmUghmmmmm... Fuck yes! It's all up in there. Mmmmm..." My Dad moaned. I moved my hands away from Jacob's little boy cock and cupped my Dad's hairy bull balls in my hand. The warmth and thick pubes felt amazing. My Dad paused and enjoyed the moment. Basking in the pleasure of mounting his little Grandson. I took this time to scoot in real close and observe the deep penetration. I sniffed around beneath my Dad's balls. Inhaling his intense manly scent. It was like a drug to me. It made my cock throb harder than anything. "Now don't you fucking move boy. Grandpa's gonna pound the shit out of your dirty little fuck boy cherry." My Dad said. Jacob could do nothing but hope it ended sooner rather than later and cry like a baby. My Dad moved his hips and his shaft slid back. I had to move back to avoid being hit in the face by his heavy balls. I watched as his shaft nearly exited. Only to be driven back up inside quickly as Dad made his first thrust. "Noooooahhhhh!!! Ahhh!!!" Jacob screamed. I stroked my cock while I watched my Dad beginning to fuck his Grandson. His thick cock forcing open the walls of Jacob's hole. The ash and spit mix coating his shaft. Like a piston drilling in oil. "Yessss!!! Take that fucking cock!" My Dad groaned. "Noooooahhhhh!!! Ahhh!!!" Jacob screamed. Jacob's knees suspended in mid-air. His little ass totally at his Grandpa's mercy. Again and again. Jacob's hole was ravaged by the mature cock. The sound of deep deliberate impacts echoing in the room. "You've got a great fucking ass on you fuck boy. Made for taking big man cock. Mmmmmm..." My Dad groaned. "Pleaseeeeeeee!!! Ahhh!!!" Jacob screamed. "Please huh? Hear that Jimmy? He's begging for more." My Dad groaned. Dad pounded Jacob's hole mercilessly. "Noooooahhhhh!!! Ahhh!!!" Jacob screamed and begged. "I don't know what that means. All Grandpa hears is 'yes'. Yes please more cock. Mmmmm..." My Dad groaned. Dad continued to pound Jacob's hole mercilessly. "Noooooahhhhh!!! Moreeee!!! Ahhh!!!" Jacob screamed and begged. "More? Oh yes fuck boy I'll give you more. Mmmm..." My Dad groaned. Watching my Dad's balls slapping that innocent young butt was driving me wild. I could feel my balls tightening as I neared my second load of cum. I got up on my knees again and moved back in front of Jacob. My cock throbbing as I stroked it in front of his face. "Take all that cock little fuck boy. My little fuck boy." I said looking up at my Dad, "Our little fuck boy." I grinned at my Dad as I watched him drilling my little Nephew hard. "Yeah. This little fucker loves to be fucked. Dontch'a fuck boy?" My Dad asked. "Please... Ahh! I just want the love... Ahh!! The love in me..." Jacob replied crying. "You're getting it Jacob. You're getting fucked with love." I said. "It hurts!!!" Jacob cried. "What did I tell you kiddo? What I say about love?" I asked. "Your love hurts... Ohh!! All the time... Ahh!!" Jacob replied crying. "That's right. Mmmmm. Hurt him Daddy. Hurt him with your love." I said. I stroked my cock harder and harder. Rubbing the head on Jacob's face. I could feel my balls tingling. My second load ready to erupt. "Fuckkkkkk!!!!!" I groaned loudly. Jacob closed his eyes. Just as my cock exploded. It pulsed uncontrollably as I shot my load of hot cum all over my little Nephew's face. Glob after glob of hot thick milky man seed blasting his little face. Covering it in sticky cum. "You hot little fucker. Look what you made me do! Mmmmmmm..." I moaned. Jacob opened his eyes. Cum dripping down his face. I leaned down and kissed him. My tongue exploring his hot little mouth. Then I broke the kiss so I could lick my load from his face. My tongue lapping up my sticky white cream. I kissed him again. My tongue entering his mouth. Sharing my hot cum load taste with him. I continued until his little red face was clean. "Mmmmmm... Taste my love kiddo." I said softly. My Dad watched as he continued to pound Jacob's little ass. The boy's knees still in mid-air. His arms shaking as he grew weaker from holding himself up. I reached back behind me and grabbed my drink. Washing down the taste of my own cum. Then I put the glass up on the billiards table and reached back behind me. My fingers grabbing the beanbag chair. I pulled it in front of Jacob, slid it up under him and helped him rest his arms onto it. With the beanbag under his tummy he was at least a little more comfortable. My Dad let go of Jacob's hips letting him lay humped over the beanbag. I watched as he pulled his cock out of the boys bubble butt and looked down at his ash/spit covered cock. "Mmmmmmm... Fuck, boy. That dirty cherry ain't popped yet. But it fucking will!" My Dad said. My Dad got back up to his feet, moved a little closer and then squatted down behind Jacob. He put his hands on Jacob's shoulders and guided his throbbing cock back to the gaping boy hole with his hips. Jacob just laid there humped over the beanbag. He was all out of fight now. He couldn't muster the strength to say another word. The begging was over. The crying was now muffled sobs. I sat on my knees and continued to watch, as my Dad plunged his shaft back into Jacob's waiting hole. "Ohhmmmm... Ahhmmm..." Jacob gasped. My Dad's cock slammed up inside Jacob until it was balls deep. Then it backed out and quickly slammed back in again. Each time it came fully out of Jacob's hole, only to return with vengeance. Jacob's body taking a brutally deep fucking from his loving Grandfather. I could see the white knuckles of my Dad's hands as he gripped Jacob's shoulders hard. He continued to hammer fuck his little Grandson. His balls slapping against his hairless little butt. I began to hear the sound of wet impacts as my Dad growled in his deep scratchy voice. "I've waited nine long fucking years for this. Your Daddy made me wait nine fucking years. But now Grandpa's got you... He's got your little pussy. MmmmHmmm. He's gonna love it. Enjoy it. Fuck it. Share it. And rape it every fucking day." My Dad growled. The sound of wet fucking filling the air. "Because you're MY little fucking slut boy now!" My Dad growled. My Dad took one last deep hard thrust and planted his shaft as deep as he could. Pinning Jacob to the beanbag chair. There wasn't as much as a hairs thin space between them. They were connected. Bonded together as one being. There was no telling were the boy ended and the man began. "Fuckkkkkkk!!!! MmmmmmmmOhhmmmmmm!!!!" My Dad groaned. My Dad's body shaking violently as he unloaded his seed deep inside my little Nephew. I could see his taint pulsing with each spurt. His heavy balls pressed tight to Jacob's gaping hole. A dark, ashy, red mixture splattered around the base of his cock and the little boys ass. Jacob's hole had finally been broken in. My cock may have had the length needed to hit the boys hole deep. But my Dad's rigid thickness really forced it wide open the way it needed to be. I laid back on the mattress on my back with my head facing my Dad and Jacob. My head was spinning from the excitement and the alcohol I had consumed so much of. I watched my Dad as he removed his cock from Jacob's hole. There was no denying he had popped that dirty cherry. Jacob laid there humped over the beanbag as my Dad stepped back. His cock red from end to end. I turned my eyes to Jacob's hole. I could swear I could see inside him. That little hole gaping open as he lay there with legs spread. I heard my Dad's footsteps as he walked around the game room. The sound of the refrigerator in the corner being opened. Ice cubes being moved around and dropped into something. I closed my eyes. I thought only for a second. But when I opened them I found Jacob laying on top of me cuddled up. His little legs spread. The two of us laying there in total darkness. I could feel the the mattress beneath me was wet. A cold wet. I reached over and found a bag of ice laying between Jacob's legs. I wasn't sure what time it was now. But it felt pretty late. I slowly stood up, with Jacob in my arms. His head on my shoulder. My hand firmly under his butt holding the bag of ice. Together we crept back up the stairs in the darkness. We wandered the hallway, until finally arriving at my bedroom door. I pushed it open and we went inside. I laid Jacob down in my bed and then stepped back out of my room, to cross the hallway and enter the bathroom. There I took a long healthy piss. As I flushed the toilet and stepped back into the hallway. I was surprised to find my Dad standing there in the glow of the hallway night light. He walked up to me slowly. Peaked into my room and then stood there beside me in the doorway. "Jimmy." My Dad whispered. "Yeah Dad." I whispered. "You know... We're going to use the fuck of that boy..." My Dad whispered. "I, I know Dad." I whispered. "I hate to steal your presents from you like this, really. But I want you to know... I'd been pestering your Brother for years to let me mount that sweet little ass." My Dad whispered. I listened. "I'm guessing he gave him up to you to spite me or some shit." My Dad whispered. "Yeah... Something like that." I whispered. "Yeah, well. That boy ain't got no more Momma and his Daddy is a walking disaster. There ain't no place for that sweet little thing to go." My Dad whispered. Dad paused as he peaked into my room. "He has no one to turn to. No one to love him." My Dad continued. I listened. "So he's gonna stay right here and we're gonna put the dick to him as much as we fucking want. Yours, mine, and anyone else that might like a piece of that pretty little ass." My Dad continued. I tried my best to take in all that my Dad was saying. "So, he's gonna stay home all the time, except for school?" I whispered. "Even for school. I've got that all taken care of. That little ass ain't going no where unless you or me are with him." My Dad whispered. "Whew... I, I don't know what to say..." I whispered. "You don't have to say shit. I'm just telling you how it's gonna be. A present like Jacob don't come along often and you best know I ain't about to let him slip through my fingers." My Dad whispered. "I, I getcha Dad." I whispered. "Good boy. Now get your ass to bed. Keep that little angel begging for the love." My Dad whispered. I smirked and slowly walked back into my room.