Date: Tue, 21 Oct 2014 12:46:38 +0100 (GMT Daylight Time) From: "RichardPetersBooks@yahoo.co.uk" <RichardPetersBooks@yahoo.co.uk> Subject: MICK'S TALES SERVICING LARRY - Part 3 Lots of stories available - see my Blog: http://richardpetersbooks.blogspot.co.uk/ This is the final part 3 of a chapter from my upcoming novel called "Mick's Tales" The original, published story about Mick is already released for the Kindle: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B008TXC5A8 The new upcoming novel will be a series of stories Mick tells about his sexual encounters with men. I have already released another two free episodes of "Mick's Tales" on Nifty http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/micks-tales http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/encounters/any-man MICK'S TALES SERVICING LARRY - Part 3 "I don't think of my sister that way, but she is nearly as good looking as me, I must admit." I laughed a dirty laugh, knowing Larry's mind was full of his sexual thoughts about his wedding night. I had him just where I wanted him, his sexual libido would be up now. "But she doesn't have this between her legs!" I reached over and grabbed his right wrist in my right hand and plonked his hand over the bulge in my pouch. "God!" Larry gasped and tried to pull his hand away, but my fingers held his wrist in a firm grip. "Jesus!" You have a big one!" Larry gasped, his fingers feeling the length of my soft inches. As usual with so many men, Larry was intrigued by my dimensions and taken flat-footed by my outrageous behaviour. "It will get a lot bigger than that if you carry on fondling it like that!" I laughed and let his wrist go, squirming my body merrily against his. "Sorry!" he whipped his hand away. "It's OK, men are always impressed by my size." I squeezed his shoulder in case he was about to leap out of the tight bed. "Women too, I expect! How big is it?" Larry's body was frozen rigid. "Four inches when soft and nine or ten when hard." I said modestly. "Jesus!" "How about yours?" I whispered, rolling onto my side, his hand and arm sliding around my waist and his fingers touching my smooth belly, just inches away from my pouch. His arm was trapped by my weight, my filing pouch pressed against his hip. My fingers made a lunge for his unclothed cock. "Stop it!" Larry said. "Jesus!" he gasped when my fingers felt him. "Better give you an inspection, make sure it is fit for service tomorrow! I laughed. "Stop it Mick!" But my left hand clasped his left shoulder and my right fingered his marital equipment. It was modest, compared to mine and soft and unresponsive. "Better give it a full service, a full tune up!" I said to the car mechanic and pushed back the cover to dip my head onto his soft marital gear." "Stop!" he gasped. "No!" he groaned. "Holy shit!" he moaned and his soft cock entered my warm mouth. His hands went to the back of my head as if to pull me off in one last attempt to be a decent brother-in-law. But his gasps told me he was mine for tonight and his hands stroked the back of my head encouraging me to give him a full pre-marital servicing. His cock responded to my expert sucking and tonguing and it grew in my mouth He wasn't the biggest bridegroom in the world, but his eager firmness and sweet taste were delightful. I pulled his erection out of my mouth and inspected it with my eyes up close His foreskin was glistening with my saliva and my spit dribbled down his hard shaft. "She'll love this!" I cooed and with my fingers and thumb, I slid his foreskin down to reveal the groom's eager, dripping helmet. I licked the sweet pre-cum around his exposed head, before swallowing his shaft again. My tongue played over his velvety bridegroom helmet. "I never knew, it would feel like this!" Larry enthusiastically rubbed the back of my head. I slipped his hard six inches out of my mouth and held it aloft above his belly. "It needs a little tuning, sir." I said pretending to be a car mechanic. "But it is roadworthy. Although it could do with a full road test! Larry lay back against the wall, lost in erotic thoughts of his wedding night fuck. "Has nobody ever sucked you?" I said, wagging his weighty penis. "No." "Lots of women don't like to. I don't think they really like penises, not like a man likes his cock. It takes a man to know what a man likes." I cooed and swallowed his shaft again to moans from my groom. "I've never, you know, gone all the way." Larry confessed. "A virgin groom! How cute!" I laughed and went back to giving him a suck he would never forget. I let his cock drop out of my mouth and it lolled down up his belly. "Maybe you should have a test drive, you know a practice fuck, make sure everything works!" I winked. "Are you a queer boy?" Larry said, slowly working things out through his alcohol fuzziness. "Boys and girls, it's all sex!" I said. "You can have a practice fuck on me. "It would never fit!" Larry said. "You're not such a big man, you know!" I replied playfully. "If you can keep it hard, it will fit well enough." "I'm not sure. I'm not into fellers." Larry said. "You've not been into anyone!" I laughed over his virginity. "Let's see if you are ready for your nuptials." I led him off the bed and knelt myself on the edge of it, with my knees tucked up and my bottom raised. I spat on my fingers and rubbed my entrance. "Wank yourself to full hardness and go for it!" I said. I heard Larry's hand work his shaft and then he touched his wet slit to my widened crack. "Go for it, buddy!" I encouraged him and relaxed. I felt his shaft, supported at the base by his fingers, tickle my boy-fanny. "Fuck me!" I said and Larry pushed. He slid easily into my practised hole. "Fucking hell!" Larry gasped as his hard shaft was gripped by my tight anus. "That's it big-boy!" I encouraged him. "Feed that hard meat into me, give me everything. Fuck me!" Larry slid in, the months of anticipation made him hard and eager for his first fuck. His hands fumbled over my smooth buttocks, flesh was flesh and he fondled mine like an enthusiastic bridegroom. "Position two!" I gasped and withdrew my anus from his prick. I rolled over onto my back and lifted my ankles onto his shoulders. "Fuck me, fuck me hard!" I begged and Larry slid in. His bridegroom rocking motion fired lust through me and my own cock responded, rolling wetly over my belly. It was enormously erotic to be being fucked by my straight, soon-to-be brother-in law! My hands played with my cock, stroking and fingering while he watched and screwed me. "You are one hot little boy! Your hole is so tight and wet!" Larry gasped through gritted teeth while his eyes explored my smooth flesh and muscles and he watched me wank myself off. "Your cock is beautiful!" He sighed as he enjoyed his first fuck. Like so many straight men, he was aroused my smooth-boy looks and my large penis. I knew what he would like, so I let myself go, lost in the erotic, pseudo, marital coupling. Lust soared up from deep inside where his cock-head tickled my spot and I came in fantastic spasms of lusty, creamy spunk. "God!" Larry gasped as his cock was rippled over by my orgasm and he fired his eager, hot, bridegroom spunk deep inside me, bathing my insides with his globs of jism. The groom soon withdrew. He collapsed on the bed. "I'm not like that." He panted. "I know." I stroked his glistening chest hair. "Nobody must ever know." He said. "Nobody but you and me." I agreed and the groom fell asleep to dream contentedly. The marriage went ahead and Larry and my sister settled down, but about once a year Larry hooked up with me for the male sex he always said he wasn't into.