Date: Mon, 20 Apr 2009 20:23:02 -0700
From: Ron W <ronsworld4200@hotmail.com>
Subject: Uncle Dave Part 2

***I failed to mention in the first installment that this is a work of
fiction.  The story is told by a fictional 14 year old boy.  I am not, in
fact, a 14 year old boy.***


Uncle Dave -- Part 2
By Ron's World

I woke up the following morning with a nicely sore ass.  I wish Uncle Dave
had been able to sleep next to me so I would have someone to help me with
my morning wood, but my dad was there, so it was not to be.

I could hear someone moving around in the kitchen.  I got up and pulled on
some loose gray gym shorts.  I went downstairs to the kitchen, rubbing my
eyes.  I could feel Uncle Dave's cum leaking from my ass.  A totally sexy
feeling, especially since it was my uncle's cum.  I just hoped there wasn't
enough of it to make a stain on the back of my shorts.

I made a pit stop in the bathroom to get rid of my morning water.  I had to
wait and concentrate to make my cock go down so I could piss.  I probably
should have taken a shower, but I could still smell Uncle Dave on me and I
didn't want to wash him off yet.

I yawned and padded up to the kitchen island barefoot and sat on one of the
bar stools next to the island.  Dad was making coffee.

"Morning hon."  He said.

"Hi Daddy."  I rubbed my eyes again and rubbed my hands over my face trying
to wake up.

"Want some breakfast?"

"Sure, Dad.  Can I have some coffee?"

Dad poured me a cup of coffee, adding sugar and a lot of milk.  I'm not
really a big coffee fan, but I like the caffeine buzz.  He walked around
the island and set the coffee down in front of me and then reached around
and gave me a hug from behind.  I felt my cock chubbing again.  Dad wasn't
wearing a shirt either and I could feel his smooth chest up against my
naked back.  He kissed the back of my neck and patted his hand against my
abs a few times.

Dad went back to the stove and started to cook some eggs and bacon.  I
sipped at the coffee and watched him.  He was wearing a loose pair of
shorts similar to what I was wearing.  I was staring at his ass.  So intent
was my scrutiny of my dad's posterior, I failed to hear Uncle Dave coming
down the stairs.  He totally busted me perving on Dad's ass.

Uncle Dave slapped me on the back and ruffled my hair.  He gave me a wink
and a smirk that told me he knew exactly what I was thinking.  Uncle Dave's
hair was wet.  He was dressed in a t-shirt and jeans and looked freshly
showered.  I imagine coming to breakfast smelling of nephew ass fucking was
probably not in his best interests.  My cock, which had only been half
chubbed, sprang to full hard at the thought of Dad smelling Uncle Dave on
me and drawing the obvious conclusion.  Drawing that conclusion and being
turned on by it, of course.

We ate breakfast and made some plans.  We decided to take a drive to Santa
Ysabel and Julian. They had this great bakery in Santa Ysabel that had the
most awesome bread.  We'd get some bread and then head up to Julian and
have lunch.  There was a steep hiking trail up to the top of a hill
overlooking a lake we would usually hike when we came down to stay.

We got into the Escalade just like the day before.  I had showered and
changed into a pair of ratty cut offs and a wife beater.  The shorts rode
very low on my hips and if I raised my arms over my head you could see a
strip of my naked belly.  I had developed hair on my body, but there wasn't
much of it.  I guess I was going to be like Dad, who had a sexy hairless
smooth chest.  I wished at that moment that I had more of a pubic bush and
that my shorts were low enough to show some of the top of it.  I am a total
slut, I know.

I had cut out the pockets of the shorts, and I was going commando.  Since I
had achieved my primary objective of getting Uncle Dave's cock up my ass, I
had decided to just be a tease that day instead of giving him the whole
show.  While we drove I gently stroked myself in my pants.  I was producing
a lot of precum.  I would periodically wipe it off my cock head and then
lick it off my fingers, all while Uncle Dave watched, of course.  He was
doing the same thing he had done yesterday.  He sat sort of sideways in the
front passenger seat and held a normal conversation with my dad.

We stopped and got four or five loaves of bread.  We drove to Julian and
had lunch.  We went and hiked the hill.  It was hot and we were all
sweating and tired by the time we got back to the Escalade.

We drove back to the cabin.  It was late afternoon and still pretty hot.
"Why don't we check out that spring the property owner told you about,
Dad."  I said.  The thought of taking a swim was very enticing.  We walked
up the path behind the cabin to check out the spring.

It was awesome.  There was a natural spring coming out of a fissure in the
rock on a hill behind the cabin.  The owner had built a sort of rock
swimming pool to dam some of the water.  The spring made a small waterfall
into the pool.  The water was clear and cool.  I immediately began to take
off my clothes.  Dad and Uncle Dave laughed as they watched me strip.  I
got nekkid and jumped into the water.  It was divine.  After a few moments
Dad and Uncle Dave began to strip off their clothes also and came into the
water.

In addition to being a slut, I am total exhibitionist.  Being in a
situation where I was able to justify stripping naked in front of my dad
and uncle was really a turn on.  I wanted Dad to see that I was aroused.
There were a series of stone benches built into the pool.  One could
comfortably sit on them in the water.  There were a series of steps leading
up to the waterfall.  I climbed up and sat under the spray.  I was able to
lean back on the rock and let the water flow over my body.  It was quite
comfortable.  The feeling of the small waterfall flowing over me was quite
erotic.  I spread my legs, leaned back, and closed my eyes.  My rampant
erection was blatantly on display.

"Nice one, son."  I heard my dad say.

"I'm 14, Dad."  I said.  "I'm always hard."

I heard my dad and uncle laugh at that and they said something about how
nice it was to be young and hard all the time.  After a few minutes my
uncle suggested my dad go to the cabin and get some beer.  Dad pulled
himself up out of the pool.  I had opened my eyes and I was watching him.
He was nude, his spectacular body on display.  My eyes widened when I saw
his cock.  I had not seen him hard before.  I was an expert bulge watcher
where my dad was concerned, but I was not prepared for what I saw.  He was
fucking huge.  I had often read in erotic stories about guys with cocks as
big around as beer cans.  I had never seen one in real life until that
moment.  Ok, I'm exaggerating.  It wasn't quite as thick as a beer can, but
it was wicked thick and probably at least 10 inches.  "Fuuuuuck... meeee!"
I'm thinking as I look.

Dad walked away down the path nude.  There was no one for miles around, so
I guess it wasn't a big thing, but it turned me the fuck on.  I then
realized the reason my dad was probably sporting a rock hard cock was
because of my little show.

Uncle Dave pulled himself up out of the water and climbed up over me as
soon as Dad was out of site.  "You Daddy to fuck you, sexy little Jakey?"

"Oh, fuck yeah."  I said in a moaning little voice.  "I want you guys to
take turns fucking me all night long."  Then I shook myself.  "Not that
it's ever going to happen.  From the sound of Dad's girlfriends screaming
while he fucks them, he's totally hetero."

"You sure about that, Jakey?"  Uncle Dave said, leaning down to give me a
deep kiss with tongue.

"You know something I don't Uncle Dave?"  I said.

"Maybe I do.  You better be awful sure that's what you want before you
tempt that beast, boy.  Your dad's dominant all the way.  He's not going to
go easy on you because you're his son."

"Oh fuck, Uncle Dave.  Way to make it hotter for me!  Dad's into whips and
chains?"

Uncle Dave just laughed and kissed me again.  I kind of zoned out and
started to fantasize about Daddy tying me up and barebacking me long, deep,
and hard.

Uncle Dave jumped back down into the pool.  Dad came back with a six pack
of beer.  He and Uncle Dave each opened one and put the rest into the water
to stay cool.  I just stayed where I was, putting myself and my rock hard
cock on display like a whore in a bordello window, wishing I had the nerve
to jack off in front of my dad.

We stayed in the pool for another hour or so and then went back to the
cabin to make dinner.  By some unspoken agreement we all stayed naked.  I
liked being nude in front of my dad.  We barbequed steaks and baked
potatoes and Dad and Uncle Dave drank more beer.  They even let me have one
with dinner.  I didn't like it much.  I've learned since then it is an
acquired taste.

I was pretty wiped out from the long day.  We watched a movie after dinner,
but I started to nod off, so I just excused myself and went up to my bed in
the loft. It was dark.  The only light was from the TV in the living room
and some security lights outside.  From where I lay in the bed I could see
my dad sitting naked on the couch.  While we had been nude in the cabin
making dinner and watching TV, my cock had only been half hard.  Now that I
was alone and I could see the ultimate object of my lust sitting nude on
the couch, I got painfully hard.  I stroked myself to an explosive orgasm
looking at him.  It was so hard to be quiet, but I managed somehow. I
rolled over and went to sleep.

It was warm in the cabin, and since hot air rises, warmer in the loft than
the rest of the house.  I had fallen asleep nude lying on my stomach on top
of the blankets.  I awoke when I felt a pair of hands spreading my ass
cheeks.  I groaned, spread my legs and raised my ass in the air.  I looked
back and in the dim light I could see Uncle Dave nude crouched behind me.
He leaned forward and began to rim my ass with a talented tongue.

"Oh, God, that's good."  I hissed.  I humped my ass in my uncle's face. He
stuck his tongue inside me and began to suck on my ass, getting me nice and
juicy and dilated.  I lay there and fantasized again that Daddy was waiting
his turn.  I pretended Uncle Dave was getting my ass ready for Daddy's big
cock.

Uncle Dave wet his fingers in his own precum and then spread it over my
hole.  He shoved two fingers inside me.

"Where's the lube?"  He asked.

"Naw, take me the hard way, Uncle Dave, please." I groaned out, totally hot
and into it.  As I said before, I like to fuck with only the other guy's
precum or cum to lubricate me.  I was a bit of a pain slut and the juicier
my ass got, the more I knew the guy fucking me was aroused.

"You sure about that, boy?"  He said, lust narrowing his eyes.

"Yeah.  Fuck me, Uncle Dave."

I felt my uncle rub his leaking cock head in my crack, spreading his precum
over my anus.  He positioned himself and started to press in.  I pushed out
and he slid right in.  I'm an experienced bottom, so I know how to get the
timing just right to facilitate penetration.  Uncle Dave groaned out
something that sounded like, "Hot little slut."  Uncle Dave rode me with
restraint until he was all the way in, no matter how much I encouraged him
to take me hard and deep.  I don't think he had it in him to use me the way
I really craved.

"You want your Daddy's cock like this, boy."  He growled into my ear when
he was seated to the hilt.

"Yeah, Uncle Dave.  I want Daddy's cock."  I said in a gasping little
voice.

Even though he wasn't using me as hard as I wanted, it was still fucking
great.  Uncle Dave went to give me a reach around, but I told him no.  I
love cumming from just the feel of a man's cock in my ass.  Uncle Dave set
up a rhythm that hit my go button on every stroke.  It wasn't long before I
climaxed, shooting a nice load on the blanket beneath me.  Uncle Dave
moaned as I clenched around him while I came.  He held back his own orgasm
and stroked my ass to another nice cum before he let himself go.  I love
the feel of a man cumming in my ass.  I groaned in ecstasy as I felt him
pumping his load deep into my bowels.  I zoned out and don't even remember
him pulling out of me.  I must have fallen asleep like that, half crouched
on my knees, my head shoved into my pillow.

I know I fell asleep for a while, but I'm not sure how long.  I awoke again
when I felt hands on my ass.  I thought it was Uncle Dave coming back for
another round until I felt a hard smooth chest on my back.  Uncle Dave's
chest is hairy.

I looked behind me and I saw Daddy nude crouched behind me just like Uncle
Dave had been earlier.  I croaked out, "Daddy?"

"Yeah, prick tease."  Daddy whispered in my ear.  Déjà vu all over again.
It was almost exactly what Uncle Dave had said to me when he first came to
my bed.  Dad had leaned over me, his smooth chest hot and heavy against my
back.  He was larger than Uncle Dave, and I felt immediately vulnerable and
small, and immensely turned on.

Dad grabbed my hands and brought them behind my back.  He wrapped something
around my wrists.  It felt like a strip of leather.  He expertly tied it
off.  He grabbed my bound hands with one hand and used the other to spread
my ass cheeks.  He positioned the head of his thick heavy cock at my anus
and, without a word, began to press himself inside.

I pushed out, thankful for the load of cum Uncle Dave had left inside me
earlier.  Enough time had passed that my ass had closed up, so it still
felt like I was being ripped in two.  I moaned out at the combination of
pleasure and pain.  I buried my face in my pillow and bit it.

"Don't hide your face, boy." Daddy growled out.  "I want to hear you
scream."

"Oh God!  Daddy!"  I was thinking about Uncle Dave and what would happen if
he heard us.  I guess he wouldn't have any room to object, seeing as he had
been plowing my ass earlier in the evening.

As if he had read my mind, Dad said, "Don't worry about your Uncle Dave
hearing us.  He's been my slut bottom since he was nine years old.  No need
to hold back on his account."

"Oh, man."  I moaned.  My dad was five years older than Uncle Dave, which
means Dad had been my age when he began to fuck his brother.  For some
reason that was way hot to me.  I felt a wave of electricity run through my
body from my head to my toes.  My ass clenched down on Dad's cock, making
him moan.

Dad didn't take it easy on me, just as Uncle Dave had predicted.  I
wouldn't say that I screamed, exactly, as he was forcing himself inside me.
I shouted and babbled incoherently as I felt myself being stretched beyond
what I thought was possible.  I started to drool into my pillow
uncontrollably.

Just as I felt my dad's pelvis slap up against my ass, the lights in the
loft came on.  I looked back, my mouth open and streaming drool.  Uncle
Dave was standing there nude, stroking his erect cock as he watched my dad
ass rape me.  I lost it and felt an explosive climax rip through me.  I
ejaculated onto the blankets, spurt after spurt, lasting longer than I
think I have ever cum.  I had my fantasy.  One incestuous fucking in
progress, while another waited his turn.

"Oh, God, Daddy, fuck me, fuck me hard, please."  I moaned out.

My Dad began to pull his thick cock out of me.  He had a tight hold on my
bound hands.  He pulled on my bound wrists as he powered his cock back
inside me.  I felt so helpless and controlled.  I wailed as he set up a
punishing rhythm inside me.  He began to slide back and forth more easily
as my ass relaxed and became more accustomed to his thickness, and he
leaked more precum inside me.

"How many times has this ass been fucked, boy?" He gritted out between
clenched teeth.

"I don't know, Daddy.  Lots."  I gasped.

"My son is a dirty little slut bottom, yeah?"

"Yeah, Daddy. I'm a dirty little slut bottom."

"Who owns this ass now, boy?"

"You do, Daddy."

"Yeah, right answer fuck toy."

Dad's thickness was hitting my prostate on every stroke and it wasn't long
before I came a second time, spilling myself onto the blankets again.  I
had heard about the phenomena of milking, but I had never experienced it.
I then noticed after I came that cum kept leaking out of my cock in a
steady stream.  Dad's heavy thick cock was milking the cum right out of my
balls.

"Ahhhh, Daddy, you're milking me, Daddy."  I yelled.

Dad reached his hand around and stroked my cock, feeling the flow of cum
that was dripping out of my cock.  He cupped his hand to gather some and
then licked it off his palm.

"That's right, boy.  This ass is mine.  Your cock is mine.  You don't fuck,
you don't jack off, you don't cum, you don't even get hard without my
permission from now on.  Understand?"

I grunted something incoherent.

Dad slapped his palm against my ass hard.  "Understand, fuck toy?"

"Yes, Daddy.  I understand."

"Damn fucking right.  Should have been riding your ass years ago."

Dad was pounding me with at an unrelenting pace.  I heard him growl from
deep in his chest.  He plowed deep inside me and then held himself still.
I felt his cock thicken and then begin to pulse as he pumped his cum into
my bowels.  I wailed and felt myself spasm again in climax, although I
didn't feel myself ejaculate.  Cum was still dripping out of my cock.

Daddy pulled out of my and I collapsed onto the bed.  Daddy moved around to
my head and slapped his still hard cock against my cheek.  I came up on my
hands and knees and sucked his cock into my mouth, at least as much as I
was capable of taking.  I tasted his cum and my ass juices.  He was thicker
than any other man I had sucked, so it took some work to get him down into
my throat.  I felt Uncle Dave's hands on my hips as he came up behind me
and thrust his cock deep into my ass.  I moaned.

"Looks like the little slut likes that, huh?"  Daddy said.  "You want us
big burly men to take turns fucking your slutty little boy cunt?"

I hummed my agreement as I was trying valiantly to get my dad's cock down
my throat.

Uncle Dave worked me over for about 35 minutes.  I felt like my body was a
live wire and I was one big unrelenting orgasm.  I think my balls had been
milked empty.  I was streaming clear precum as he pounded my ass
forcefully.  He couldn't compete with the testosterone laden gravitas my
dad was capable of putting out, but it was a nice fuck nonetheless.  He and
Dad kept up a running patter of dirty talk while Uncle Dave plugged my ass,
outlining to me some of the entirely nasty things they wanted to do to me.
I was totally on board with each and every suggestion, although my mouth
and throat were full of Daddy meat, so I couldn't say anything.  Not that
it mattered whether I agreed or not.  I felt totally controlled.  Not so
much by Uncle Dave, since I knew he was my dad's pussy boy.  I was Daddy's
fuck toy.

I liked having the lights on, so I could look up at my dad's face while I
sucked his cock.  I looked into his eyes and he said, "So sexy having your
lips wrapped around my cock, baby boy, but I'm saving my seed for your
tight little boy cunt."

Uncle Dave came in my ass finally, yelling out in abandon as he had not
been able to do in our previous encounters.  He pulled out of my ass.
Daddy pulled out of my mouth.  I collapsed on the bed again in exhaustion.
Daddy flipped me on my back so I was lying with my bound hands under me.  I
felt so helpless.  Like a little rag doll.  He shoved his hard cock to the
hilt inside my ass in one long stroke.  I screamed and arched my back.  I
felt myself come again and I spurted a pitiful amount of watery cum onto my
stomach.  Dad laughed.  He pressed my legs to my chest and power fucked me
until he came in my ass again.

When he was done cumming, he pulled out of me and walked away, saying over
his shoulder, "Bring him into my room."

Uncle Dave picked me up and slung me over his shoulder to carry me to the
back of the house where the master bedroom was.  I was a cum covered mess.
Uncle Dave threw me onto the king sized bed.  Dad untied my hands and told
me to lay face down on the bed.  He had a black Sharpie permanent marker in
his hand.

"Time to give you your tramp stamp."  Dad said.

"What?"  I said, kind of out of it.

"Wish this could be a tattoo, but that would probably cause questions when
you go back to school in the fall."

I felt Dad drawing something on my lower back right above my ass crack with
the Sharpie.  Dad's a pretty decent artist.  When he was done I begged to
see what he had drawn.  He pulled me up off the bed and had me stand in
front of the big mirror on the dresser. He handed me a small hand mirror.
I looked into the hand mirror to see what he had written on my back.  There
was an arrow pointing to the crack of my ass.  Right above the arrow in
beautiful intricate calligraphy was written:

"DADDY'S CUM DUMP."

*******

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