Date: Fri, 20 Mar 2015 10:20:22 -0500
From: Steven LaVigne <bullwaters@gmail.com>
Subject: Visiting Uncle Dick

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Visiting Uncle Dick 5: Thanksgiving, Part 1

Three years after this al began, I'm settled, but not in the condo. I
married Peter and we share our life and his fantastic, sprawling abode. My
son Mike and Pete's son Joel share the condo, so we visit one another a
lot. Cal got a job working for a non-profit and lives in the city with my
younger son, Doug.  My brother Paul and nephew Steve pop in often, too. Any
time these horny guys get together, we always end up in a hot sex session.

Take last Thanksgiving, for example.

Since Pete and I don't wear clothes at home, we have a pleasurable and
spontaneous sex life. Every time I look at my man, I want to jump his bones
because he's so damned sexy!  I never thought I'd be so satisfied this late
in life. Pete and I decided to invite all of our men for Thanksgiving
weekend. Mike, Joel, Cal, Doug, Paul and Steve all arrived early to help
with preparations.

Mike and Joel shared Joel's bed, and Paul stayed in the guest room with
Steve. Cal and Doug took the sleeper sofa in the den. As soon as everyone
was settled, they gathered, naked, in the living room, where we had a fire
going. I'd laid out wine and beer and snacks. Steve brought some pot, so we
shared it. We relaxed, caught up and divided up chores to prepare for the
holiday.  Gradually, things were getting frisky, with lots of boner
stroking and ass fingering, so Pete decided that it was time we ordered the
pizzas for dinner. He told me he had a surprise for me, too.

Mike, Joel, Cal, and Doug decided to use the hot tub, so they took bottles
of water and towels and went outdoors. Joel enthusiastically came in to
tell us that it was snowing. It would really be a beautiful Thanksgiving
for us all. When I looked out the window, the four of them were sitting on
the edge of the tub, fondling one another and sharing hot, wet kisses as
the snow fell on their naked bodies and the water bubbled beneath them.

Steve set the table as Paul tossed the salad. I sent them into the basement
to bring up more libations. Pete had just emptied the dishwasher and was
pushing his hard-on between my legs, because he knows that always gets me
going. We heard the car in the driveway. Pete told me to answer the door
and when I did, Buddy, our favorite pizza delivery guy was standing there
naked, balancing three pizza boxes on his protruding stiffie. I welcomed
him with a tug on his sausage and took the pizzas.

As soon as Pete saw Buddy's hard-on, he took it into his mouth. After I set
the pizzas on the kitchen table, I stood behind Buddy, teasing his
hardening nipples. Pete and I had played with him before. He's our age and
lots of fun in bed! Pete took Buddy's dick out of his mouth, gave us both a
hot kiss and told me to call the men in to eat. Buddy told me that he'd
arranged for us to be his last delivery so he could join in the fun that
was sure to happen later.

While everyone was filling their plates, we noticed that Steve or Paul
weren't with us. I went to look for them, and found them in the basement,
on the old couch. They were in a 69, but when they heard me coming, Paul
had stopped sucking his son's cock and said they'd be upstairs in a minute
with beer, wine and soda. My brother was so hot for his son! We all are!

We sat at the dining room table, but the group's dynamic had shifted,
especially when Buddy first noticed Steve. Paul, Pete and I were engrossed
in one conversation, and the boys were probably making plans to seduce
Buddy, but he seemed captivated by Steve. I wasn't surprised when they
disappeared after dinner. Paul and Pete decided to play together while I
did some work for our holiday feast. Cal and the three younger guys went
back out to the hot tub. I was cutting up vegetables, I heard the front
door close, but didn't think much of it until later.

I had just started to make the dressing (I like it to sit a day before I
stuff the turkey) when the boys came in. They got drinks and went into the
living room to watch a movie. My brother and my husband came into the
kitchen, grabbed their own drinks and joined them. As everything was being
put into the pot, Joel and Mike joined me. "I told you he's got the hottest
ass," said Joel. Mike knelt down behind me as the pot simmered and I
stirred it. I felt Mike's tongue probing me, I stirred the ingredients,
then turned down the heat on the stove and turned to kiss my stepson. He
knelt down to join my son and they were worshipping my cock together.

Paul came in and turned the stove off. Then he and the boys took me into
Joel's room. We laid on the bed, and Mike continued to rim me as Paul
placed himself at the head of the bed and I started working on that monster
cock of his. Joel was busy working on Mike's hot boner.

Once my brother was stiff, I moved my ass away from my son's tongue as Paul
rolled me over. I raised my hips, and his slobber-covered cock started to
probe my nicely rimmed hole. As his swollen schlong burst through my hairy
sphincter, I remembered to breathe and he was slamming into me. It felt so
good!  Before long, I was panting as he was shooting his load into my man
pussy.

"Damn!" said Joel, "That was so hot!  I want Paul's tallywacker inside me,
too!"

"Mine's not good enough, babe?" asked Mike.

"You know I'm yours any time and any place. But I've gotta ride your
uncle's big stick." Joel told his lover. "I wanna know what it feels like!"

"That can happen, Joel," Paul told him. "I just need time to recover. We'll
play later, okay?" Mike asked me to fuck him, and I agreed, but first Paul
and I went to clean up.  Mike and Joel went on playing, so we used the
bathroom, then found what looked like an orgy in the living room. We
decided to get something to drink, so I checked the dressing and turned the
stove on to simmer again. Paul opened a beer for both of us and we started
to talk. Gradually the rest of the guys slowly joined us, looking for
leftovers and something to drink. It was a good thing that Buddy had
brought an extra pizza. I popped it in the oven for a few minutes.

Before long, Paul noticed that Steve wasn't there and Dick asked about
Buddy. I told them I'd heard the front door open and close, but didn't know
who it was. Doug and Cal went to look, and came back to tell us that
Buddy's pizza truck was gone. Evidently, they'd gone somewhere together.

By the time we were done munching, drinking and talking, the stuffing was
ready, so I stirred it well and transferred it into a pan. It needed to
cool, so I covered it and we all decided to hang out in the living
room. Gradually, we went to bed for the night. There would be a lot more
playing tomorrow and Thursday.

This is a transitional chapter, but the sex will heat up along with
Thanksgiving dinner! There's more to come.