Date: Tue, 14 Dec 2010 17:02:12 +0100
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Subject: Uncle Bulge  Part 1

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which involve sexual situations between youths and adults. If this type of
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Uncle Bulge Part 1

I first started having sex with Uncle Bulge before I knew what it was
exactly. Uncle B sure knew though, and that changed everything. Now that
I'm older, I love him, and Dad of course, with all my heart and soul, and
give them my cock and mouth and ass, as often as they wants because I
always get back more than I give.

It started one Saturday night when I was nine. Uncle B caught me looking
under the covers at his son Brian when I was spending the weekend. Brian
was asleep and I had pulled down his pajamas to see his cock. When the
light in the room dimmed I knew Uncle B was standing in the doorway. I
dropped the covers and turned, and there he was nicking his finger for me
to follow him.

In the living room the TV was on low. He sat me on the couch next to him
and asked what I was doing. I said, nothing. Then he got serious and said,
"There's one rule in this house, Pete. If you're going to stay with me and
Brian while your dad's seeing Charlie I don't want any lying. Now what were
you doing in there?"

"I was looking at his pee pee. I wanted to see how big it was." Uncle B
pulled me onto his lap, wrapped his arms around me, rocked us both and
giggled. "It's not as big as mine, but Briney's two years younger. It's
bigger than a lot of other guys though."

"How do you know that?" Uncle B looked at me.

"I sit in the locker room at the pool sometimes and watch guys changing."
When Uncle B asked my why I did that I said, "I don't know. I just like
looking. Some guys have big pee pees --" He interrupted me and told me to
call them cocks. "Some cocks are bigger than others. I like the big
ones. Some men are pretty too."

Uncle B stroked my head. "You like men, do you, like me and your dad?" I
nodded, and he kissed my forehead and asked, "Do you ever play with your
cock?" When I said, sometimes, he reached into the fly of my pajamas. I had
no underwear on and felt his big hand searching so spread my legs for
him. He rubbed me gently, spitting into his hand and sliding it over my
cock. "Does that feel good?" His mouth was at my ear.

I nodded. "Yes. Really good."

He smiled and kissed me on the lips. Only dad had ever done that before,
but with the rubbing on my cock I kissed back, and Uncle B put his tongue
in my mouth. I put my arms around his neck to hold steady while our tongues
tickled each other.

When my cock got hard he asked, "Do you like me playing with you, Petey?" I
said yes and he asked, "Does anything ever shoot out when you play with
it?"

"Sometimes it drips and feels really good for a while and then doesn't
anymore."

I could now feel something hard and squirmed my ass over Uncle B's
cock. "You're going to have to get off me for a minute, Petey. I got
something to show you." He slid me off his lap, stood me up and slipped off
my pajama bottoms. "That's a real nice cock, Petey. You're big for your
age." He held my balls like he was weighing them. "Not a hair on them
either, just like I like them, and big too for such a little guy." I felt
proud that he liked me.

Then he slid his pants and his underwear down to his ankles and kicked them
off. I stared. His cock flopped onto his thigh. "Wow. That's really big."

Without a word Uncle B leaned forward and took me in his mouth. He sucked
me and licked me and rubbed my cock over his face. Then he sucked my balls
into his mouth and pulled down on them, chewing and tonguing. It felt so
good I trembled. He took me onto his lap again, and this time his cock
stuck up between my legs and pushed against my balls. I held its wet
tip. "Can I do that, Uncle B? Can I suck yours too?"

He licked my neck and ear. One hand slid along the crack of my ass, the
other stroked my cock. I felt a finger swirl around my butt hole. "Oh,
baby." He whispered into my ear. "Such a pretty hairless little hole. Do
you really want to?"

"Yes, please."

"OK. If you want, then get up here." I twisted around and got on my hands
and knees on the couch. Uncle B spat into his hand and stroke me, and then
tickled my butt hole with a finger. I grinned as he held his shaft and
lowered my head to it. I'll never forget that first mouthful. His giant,
spongy head filled me. Under its softness I could feel the steel I would
come to love. He was dripping, and the taste sent me into a dream.
Something sweeter than I'd ever imagined, oozed from the slit. I moaned in
delight. "Milk it like this, Pete." He took my hand and squeezed up the
shaft, and more dream cream spilled over my tongue. His other hand played
with the muscle of my butt, making it relax and tighten. I giggled and
started doing what he'd done to me, licking and sucking. I felt like I'd
starved all my life until that moment.

The smell of his balls made me pant. "Suck 'em baby, suck my balls." I took
one into my mouth, then the other. He grabbed the sack below them an tried
to force both into my mouth at once. I couldn't take them though, they're
way too big. He laughed and said. That's how I got my nickname. When I
wears tight pants my balls make a huge bulge in my crotch. Maybe when you
get grown and your mouth is bigger. Now bite down a little on one and
pull." I did; first one, then the other. Nothing ever tasted of smelled so
good, and when he slid under me and sucked my cock too, nothing ever felt
so good in my whole life.

We sucked each other until he started moaning. Then he pulled me up and
told me to sit on his face. I wasn't sure what he wanted until he
positioned me over his mouth. "Spread your cheeks with your hands, baby." I
pulled my butt apart and felt his waiting tongue. We started moving
together. With closed eyes I squirmed over his mouth, pushed my butt hole
onto his tongue and squealed like a happy puppy. I never knew anything
could be so good. I opened my eyes when he poked a finger into me and dove
back onto his cock. After a minute he said, "I'm getting close, Pete. I'm
about to come."

When I asked what he meant he sat us up, kissed me, stroked me and said,
"You want to taste my cum, what shoots out of a grown man when he gets
excited?" I nodded. "If you drink it down, it'll make you grow faster, and
then you'll feel even better when you shoot cum yourself."

"Will I be big like you, Uncle B?"

"You'll be even bigger, Petey, Nine, ten inches, like your dad, maybe more.
Now get on the floor." He laid down and I got on my knees. With my head
resting on his soft belly he put just the head into my mouth and began long
slides up his shaft.

"Can't I do that, B?" I begged, and he let me stroke him.

"Oh. baby. That's good. Nice and slow now. You know just how, don't you,
boy?" I mumbled that I liked doing it. "Sucking cock comes natural to
you. Lick the head some." I did as instructed. "Oh, yeah, baby. And my
balls now. Try to get them both in your mouth." I pushed a huge monster in,
held it with my teeth and pulled, shaking my head. "That a boy. Baby learns
fast. Ah, good. And my cock again." I spat out the ball and licked my way
up his shaft. "A little faster now." I sucked harder, and he groaned. I
loved making him feel so good. I knew he liked it as much as I did. "You
really like that, don't you, baby?"

"More than anything I ever did." I grinned and sucked him as far down as I
could, until I gagged, and still I had only half down my throat so I shook
my head back and forth and pushed farther.

"Not now, Pete. We'll do some throat training next time. Just get ready for
a big load." I was full of wonder at what was to come. He started pumping
through my hand now. Then he held my head. "Shit, Pete. Here we go. Open
wide. Stick out your tongue. Hold my balls good and tight." He held his
cock at my mouth and his whole body jerked. His giant balls tightened
against his shaft. I felt the hot blasts hit my throat, over and over.
"Drink it down, baby. All of it." He jerked and jerked and I swallowed
until he lay there panting, milking his cream into me and stroking my
cheek. I slowly lapped the last drops that came out, licked and sucked,
holding the soft, swollen treasure in my mouth. "What a good boy."  He
whispered over and over, pushing my mouth back and forth over the prick
head. I couldn't get enough of it. In and out the wonderful, new toy
deposited its last sweet drops onto my tongue. "Such a good little cock
sucker." When there was no more to come out he pulled me up, "Come here,
baby." He pulling me on top of him. "You ever do your daddy?"

"No. You think he'd let me?"

"We'll see, baby." I felt his breathing settle, his warm body made me cozy.
I liked him calling me baby so I hugged him. His hands slid over my back. I
spread my legs when he fingered my butt hole again. "Does baby like that?"
I nodded yes and reached behind to spread my hole wider. He fingered me so
good I started humping his belly. "Did baby like sucking his uncle's
bulge?" I nodded and buried my face against his neck. "Did it taste good?
Did B's juice taste good?"

"Better than anything, Uncle B. And the smell too. I like the smell between
your legs. It makes you taste good. When can we do you again?" He kissed
me, his fingers explored my butt hole and I slid my cock harder over the
fine hairs of his belly. Then slowly he dug his middle finger deep into me
and massaged. I shrieked and froze. He reached between us and felt the
small puddle I'd expelled, then rolled me off and milked my cock into his
mouth as his finger played in my ass. When he'd finished eating my first
little cum shot we lay in each other's arms until he said it was time for
bed.

When I was in the bunk under Brian I asked Uncle B if he'd ever sucked
Briney. He said no, that Brian was too young and didn't seem interested. "I
am, Uncle B. I'll suck you every day if you want."

Uncle B lifted my legs, licked my butt hole until I softened and he could
get his tongue in again. Then he slurped in my balls. "As big as apricots
already. These are going to grow nice and big." He said to himself. I felt
proud. When he got to my cock he put two fingers into my ass again and
said, "I want to put my cock in here. I want to fuck you butt hole like I
did your mouth."

"Will it fit? It's so big, and really fat. "

"We'll get that virgin butt ready in no time. You'll love it. Just you
wait."

"I don't want to wait, Uncle B."

"Just a minute then." B left the room and returned with something black in
his hands. "Hold your legs up." When I did he licked my hole again. I tried
not to groan too loud with Brian asleep above us, but Uncle B was driving
me to heaven. My hole was licked and poked and licked some more until my
very first baby butt plug slipped in. Then he said, "Go to sleep now, my
precious little asshole." He kissed me again, and I stroked his pulpy cock.

We kissed until he got hard again. "Stand up." I whispered and sat in the
edge of the bed and sucked him. He rested his head on Brian's
mattress. After a few minutes he lifted the covers. Brian's pajamas were
still down and Uncle B began to suck his son's cock.

Brian woke. "What are you doing, dad? You woke me up."

"I'm sorry, Briney. It just felt so good." Uncle B covered his son and
pulled his cock out of my mouth. I followed the retreating cock and tried
to suck it again.

When Brian saw me he said, "God, you guys. Can't you go into dad's room for
that?"

"Go to sleep, you two." Uncle B left us alone.

In the dark I wondered what Uncle B had done with Brian. Whatever it was
Brian didn't like it. After a few minutes I said, "You awake, Briney?" He
moan and I asked, "Is it OK if I suck your dad's cock? He likes it."

"I know. Did he ever shoot in your mouth?"

"Just now. I liked it. Don't you?"

"I don't know. Maybe because he's my dad. I'll try you though, if you want.

"OK, but not now. Go to sleep." I pumped the plug in my hole until I
asleep. In the morning I got dressed and squirmed on the plug at
breakfast. Uncle B watched and grinned. I grinned back, "I need a bigger
one."

That afternoon Uncle B bought a bigger butt plug, and Sunday morning when
Brian had his swimming lesson I sucked Uncle B for a good hour while he
worked that new plug into my butt. Except for crapping I kept it in all the
time like he told me to.

to be continued...