Date: Mon, 6 Jun 2011 21:55:28 +0200
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Subject: Uncle Bulge Part 4

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Uncle Bulge Part 4


Friday Afternoon. After kissing me goodbye Dad said, "Wait. I think we
better get you cleaned out for Bulge." In the bathroom he unpacked his red
rubber bag. I'd seen it before exploring around when no one was home but
didn't know what it was for until dad greased my butt and put the nozzle
in. I giggled, it felt so good getting filled with warm lemon water. After
the third time he said, "That ought to do. I got to go now."

"I'm going to do it some more, OK, Dad? I like it." Dad tousled my hair and
put a finger up my warm butt, then kissed me. I rubbed the front of his
pants and said, "If you don't go now you're going to be real late."

He laughed and said, "Be good this weekend, Pete." I told him I'd be the
best. He hugged me and fingered my butt again. "I'll just bet you will." He
kissed me again and went to the door. I wanted to go with him, and he knew
it. "Come here, Pete." I put my arms around him and pressed my belly
against his pulpy cock. "Be an angel, just this once and stay with
Bulge. OK? You'll have a good time."

"I want to go with you."

"Just this once. Then you can have whatever you want. I promise." Then he
laughed. "As long as Charlie willing to give it to you." I nodded. Dad
picked me up and set me on the kitchen table. He ran his fingers through my
hair. "Pete. Sweet Pete with his sweet meat. You're the most beautiful son
in the whole world. It's hard to think of you all grown up now. Just this
once, OK? Bulge is really looking forward to you. You don't want to make
him sad, do you?"

I put my arms around my dad and felt his chest pushing against me. I had my
flannel pajama tops on and nothing else. I put his hand on my butt hole. "I
love you, daddy."

He kissed me and laughed. "You'll be telling Bulge that as soon as he's
sent you to the moon and back. You just wait and see. I know you will. He
did me when I was your age." Then dad kissed me goodbye.

Before it was dark Brian and I got into the shower together. He sucked me
right away, and when I got hard he backed his butt up to me and turned his
head. "Come on, Petey. Put in in. I want to see what it's like."

"You never been fucked before? I thought --"

"Sure, I have. Dad did it once. But he's my dad. I want you."

"My dad fucked me last week and I want him to do it again. I loved it." I
poked my cock head into his ass. It want in like butter. "You're really
loose, Briney. Wow." I pulled him tight to me.

I been putting stuff up there. I like it." He giggled and squirmed on me.

"Like what?"

"Cucumbers. My little red, plastic baseball bat. You know."

Just then Uncle B came in and asked, "You guys want spaghetti or pizza?"
When he saw us through the shower curtain he said, "Looks like food can
wait, but I don't know if I can, so get out of there."

"Come on, Briney. Let's get out. I promised dad I'd be good this weekend."
When he didn't understand I added, "Dad said he's been waiting a long time
since you're not interested."

"Who says I'm not? I like it too."

"Dad says Uncle B wants you more than me. He loves you best. He wants you
more than anything. He used to fuck dad when he was your age." I lied a
little. Dad was actually my age when Bulge started on his ass and Brian was
two years younger.

"Really?"

"Dad says he's the best. Come on." I got out and grabbed a towel.

"Can we share then, Pete? Will you let me play too?"

"Of course." I kissed Briney right on the mouth, then bent down and sucked
his cock, and then sucked in his balls and put a finger in his ass until he
squealed, and then I stood up and laughed. "Anything you want, Briney. He's
your dad." Briney hugged me, kissed my cock, jumped into his PJs and went
into the living room. I put on just my pajama tops and stood at the living
room door.

Uncle Bulge came down the hall in his white bathrobe drying his hair. I
never really thought he was handsome until that moment. His skin was as
white as parchment, and the shadow of beard on his jaw made him look
wild. Unlike dad who was tall and blond, Uncle B was a stocky wrestler
type. His hair was wavy and almost black like his eyes that glistened with
an unusual happiness. Hair showed on his chest in the V of the robe, and
the bulge below the belt filled me with desire. He was on the prowl. "What
is it?" He grinned when I stared.

"Nothing." I said. "I just never saw you looking like this."

"Like what?"

"I don't know. So --" I reached between the fold in his robe. "So meaty." I
panted holding his cock, so thick and warm, and I squeezed it like the most
precious thing it was.

He laughed, picked me up and carried me into the living room. I looked
behind. Briney watched. "Come on, Briney." I said.

Uncle B put me down on the couch and sat next to me. His white bathrobe lay
loosely over his body, the cord not tied. I could see his hairy chest and
thighs. His legs fell outward, and in the flickering blue light of the TV I
could see his meaty cock flopped over his enormous balls, so ripe and
ready. I stroked myself.

"Dad? Petey says we can share tonight."

"Share what, Pumpkin?"

Brian spoke urgently. "Petey said UncleTom fucked him last week and he just
fucked me in the shower and ever since you fucked me that first time I been
putting stuff up there and I really like it. I even put the butt plug in
me. I can do it real easy now and I like it, but you're my dad and I didn't
know, but now Pete's dad fucks him, so you can fuck me. OK? Do you want to?
I want you to. OK? Can we share tonight?"

I thought for a second Brian would cry until Uncle B said, "Pumpkin, come
here." He always called Brian Pumpkin when they were being close. He
reached out and lifted Brian onto his lap. "Pumpkin. I'll do anything you
want. You know I love you more than anything in the whole wide world."

"Then will you fuck me too?"

"Of course, Pumpkin." Then Uncle B kissed him on the mouth like dad had
done to me. Then he pulled Brian's pajama bottoms down enough to reach in
from the front and get his hand between Brian's butt cheeks. Brian squirmed
as B put his finger into his buttery hole. "Does Pumpkin like that?" Brain
nodded vigorously and tried to spread his legs more. B removed his pajama
bottoms and pulled his legs up into the air like he wanted to change
diapers. Holding Brian's legs up with one hand B swizzled two fingers into
Brian. Brian groaned and sucked on his daddy's nipple. "That's my
baby. Nibble my tit, nice and slow."

Uncle B rocked Brian like he wanted him to go to sleep, kissing the top of
his head, humming to him and pumping two, then three fingers into his butt
until Brian reached around and grabbed his dad's cock. "You're really hard,
daddy. Can I sit on it?"

Bulge pulled Brian up so he could get his feet on either side of his
hips. I crept into the room and knelt between Uncle B's legs. He
immediately spread them wider, and his erection sprang up right into my
mouth. I sucked his wonderful cock until Brain felt my head against his ass
and said, "What are you doing, Petey? I want to do that too."

"He's just getting me ready, Pumpkin. Don't fret."

Brian hugged his dad tight around the neck then turned to me and giggled,
"Let's suck him together, Petey. Want to?" He got down and slipped out of
his pajama bottoms. Bulge opened his robe and spread his legs for his two
little cock suckers. HIs cock stuck out like a huge salami. Underneath the
giant nuts rested in the distended ball sack. His pubic hair was cut short
and his balls shaved as smooth as silk.

Bulge held his cock up with one hand and took hold of his balls like a meat
bouquet. "Suck in a nut, each of you, and give them a nice little tug. When
we each had one in our mouth we pulled apart. Brian giggled, rubbed noses
with me and started chewing on his dad's scrotum. "Oh, yeah, baby." Bulge
groaned so I did the same until B's cock twitched half-hard on his thigh
above us, thicker than dad's but not as long. I couldn't resist it and slid
my tongue up the shaft. When Brian saw me he did the same, and we met at
the head where our tongues lapped and flicked over the smooth, shining
surface, worshiping at the fountain that would become our need.

"Get up on the couch, boys." We got on all fours so Bulge could finger our
holes as we sucked and licked our treasure.

"Watch, Petey." Briney held the base of Uncle B's cock and swallowed it
right down to the hair that surrounded its base. He rested there for a
second and then slid up and down until he needed air.

"How do you do that?" I asked amazed.

"Teach him how, honey butt," Bulge said to his son.

Briney explained about gagging, taking in lots of air, and then I tried,
and tried again, and again until I had it all the way down. I came off
panting and Briney said, "It's getting too hard for that now, and you need
a rest. So it's my turn."

Briney squatted over his dad who held a hefty eight inches of thick meat
ready. As the tip of the giant flared organ met Briney's butt Bulge let out
a soft, "Oh, shit, baby. Kiss daddy with your butt flower."

When Bulge pushed his tongue down his son's throat I got down on the floor
to watch. At the soft touch of his father's swollen prick Briney's hole
puckered. He swiped it over the glans until the pucker grew ripe and like
an octopus oozed over the precious meat and devoured the dripping
cock. Bulge held his son's hips tight and gave a firm jolt upward planting
everything in his happy boy. Briney sank onto his father's chest and
whimpered with each soft and deep thrust.

Remembering me Bulge swiveled around so one leg was over the back of the
couch and a foot pushed up from the seat. His huge balls hung below the
meat stump that disappeared into Briney's ass. "Suck my balls, Pete," he
said. I dove between his legs, tugging on one and then the other, chewing
his scrotum and nosing at his cock. When it came out of Briney I licked
around the shaft. "That a boy. Get used to the taste. You like it?"

When I said, "Yes," Bulge lifted himself further up and said, "Spread my
ass, Pete. Get in there and tongue fuck me, boy." I held his prized balls
for a moment, kissed them for the honor of having them in my hands, and
then stuck my tongue deep into the manhole. I'd never tasted anything like
that before and went at it like a hungry slave. He moaned and reached
around to hold my head to him as he poked rhythmically into Briney.

I tongued him reverently, devoting myself to my uncle's secret passion,
wanting to give him as much pleasure as he was giving Briney. He whimpered
like a child as my hands spread him wider, and he moved to the rhythm of my
mouth. Forgetting his cock for a minute he worked himself over my
tongue. When I stuck my two thumbs in to spread his warm hole open he
grabbed me with both his hands and crushed me to him. I wanted to get my
whole head in. Instead I wiped my nose, tongue and chin over his ripe
opening. I knew I'd fuck him soon, just like I did dad.

When the giant balls tightened up inside the loose, silky scrotum and his
anus muscle tightened around my tongue he suddenly said, "Get up here,
Pete." I stood and he pulled my cock between them. They both worked on my
cock as Bulge fucked his son. When I got close Bulge told me to get between
them and suck Briney who sat up and let me mouth him good and deep until he
started really squirming and howling. I tried to stop but Bulge held me
deep on the boy dick.

"Shit, daddy!" Briney cried and squirted a nice load into my mouth as he
rocked hard on his daddy's cannon. Bulge rocked slow and smooth until
Briney had dumped his load. I swallowed and milked Briney until he was dry,
then stood up and let the two alone. I knew what Bulge had done, and sure
enough Briney finally sat up and giggled, Your turn, Petey. Thanks,
Dad. But next time fs18 expnd0expndtw0kerning0 --"


fs24 expnd0expndtw0kerning0 I know, Angel." Bulge pushed his tongue down
his son's throat. "Next time I'm squirting into this pretty little ass of
yours." He pulled Briney up and off his engorged meat, and slipped three
fingers into the loose butt, then four, and finally lowered him onto his
cock again. Briney nestled against his father's chest, happy and
content. Then he slid off his father and said, "I'm going downstairs and
play Dragons for a while, OK?"

"Lick me first, Boy," Bulge said. Briney tongued the meat pole while I
swallowed the juice heavy meatballs. When I fingered Bulge's butt hole,
shaved as smooth and soft as Briney's, he let out a long animal growl and
pulled me up to his mouth. Then he lifted his knees up to his chest and
said, "Fuck me, Pete."

I crawled up and slipped right in. Bulge groaned and said, "You're going to
be just like your daddy, long and thick. Now slap those balls against my
ass."

I fucked Uncle Bulge until I got close, then stopped. "Bulge," I said.

"I know, baby," he said and pushed me out. I got to go to work again." He
laughed. "Come on. Let's go into the bedroom."

Bulge carried me to his bed where he laid me on my back and hiked my ass
into the air. His tongue, stiff and hard, entered my hole. I pushed back
onto him, opening, begging to be filled with every movement I made. I
squirmed on his tongue until he moaned. The vibrations over my ass sent me
wild. "Fuck me, B. Please. It's time."

Bulge lowered my hips until I felt his glans at the entrance. I shivered
with desire and pulled myself toward him. He pushed gently into me. The
head was fine, soft and luscious. I let out a long sigh of pleasure, but
when the shaft spread me I tensed. He leaned over and kissed me. I relaxed,
panted, and burned. He sat back on his heels. "Don't come out!" I
panicked. He just giggled and held his shaft. Like he wanted to write in
the dirt with a stick he moved his cock up and down, from side to side. He
was so stiff and so thick he could move me from side to side with the tip
of his meat shaft.

That movement relaxed me, and as he wobbled me from side to side I could
feel more and more enter me. At its base his cock was as thick as my arm,
and finally after minutes of soft rocking and gentle kissing I felt his
stubbly pubic hair press into my balls and his giant, lemon-sized meatballs
in their silky sac rest against my butt. I reached behind me and pressed
his balls to me, wanting them inside me as well.

I was his, like I had been dad's, put on Earth for the sole purpose of
having a butt hole to give pleasure to this cock. I felt a triumph and dug
my heels into B's butt cheeks. He smiled and began a soft pumping. "Does it
burn?" I nodded yes. "It'll stop." He kissed me.

"I know.

Slowly the pain turned to a pleasure my ass had never known before, filled
to the limit, stuffed with an organ I'd never imagined possible, so big,
thick and beautiful. Balls, so heavy, waiting to empty their precious juice
into me, slapped gently against my tender ass cheeks. I groaned. "Does baby
like it?"

"Oh, B. Don't stop. Don't ever stop."

"Wrap your legs around me and hold on to my neck." He said and picked me
up. My weight slid me right down to the thickest end, but he held my ass
cheeks and raised me up and down, at his pleasure. He set me on the couch
near his full-length mirror. "Let's turn you around." He then flipped my
leg over his head and held me again by the ass cheeks. "Hold on to my
neck." When I did he carried me t the mirror where I could see my cock
bobbing stiff from side to side, my big nuts - almost as big as B's hanging
- hanging over my hole. I lifted them up to see just the root of B's
massive dick disappear into me. Underneath his tight balls waited to flood
me with cream.

He pumped me, laid me over the back of the couch and pumped me, swung me
back around facing him and laid me on the kitchen table and pumped
me. Everywhere we went, the steady rhythm of his organ kept time to our
hearts. We sat in every chair, went out onto the porch where he poised me
on the rail, on the swing chair. He was leaving his trail like a dog so I'd
remember every time I sat down I'd sat there with him inside me filling me
with more pleasure than I'd ever known.

A half hour later and he was still pumping, on the couch now. I was so
loose he could exit my hole totally and then dive back in without me
closing up on him. That was the best game. The second I started closing
he'd pop back in, making me so happy, until I needed his gizz in me so
bad. He knew it too. "Does baby want his ball juice now?"

I groaned. "Yes. Fuck me real good, now, B. OK?"

He rolled me onto my belly and deep-dicked me. I could take it now and
arched up to meet him. He spread my cheek with his strong, beautiful hands
and plowed me with the same heart rhythm, his giant nuts resting on
mine. Then he laid over me. We were one animal now, joined by desire,
moving to each other's parts. Next time I'm going to strap my balls to my
shaft and get them in too. OK?"

"God, yes." I panted, knowing I was put here to pleasure cock, and he to
give me what I needed, what I couldn't live without anymore. We rolled onto
the floor. He flipped me over and put my legs over his shoulders. I pulled
my cheeks apart and with perfect aim he entered me. His dick of death now
the tree of life. My ass caressed it. He smiled.

Never losing eye contact he pumped rhythmically, coming out completely and
then sliding into my gaping, begging hole right to the thick end where he
paused. Time stopped there. Every time he was deep in me I wanted more, and
he wanted to give it to me.

On my back I was his ass hole and nothing else; open, ready, craving him,
clutching at his giant meat with my ass, wanting his cum to bathe my
insides, to fill me with millions of tiny Uncle Bs. When he buried himself
deep I held his balls to my ass like precious jewels knowing soon their
sweet nectar would fill me.

"Suck me." He said and slipped out. I moaned. He flipped around in a
sixty-nine position and slurped my cock down his throat.

"Slow." I begged. "I'll come."

He pushed his cock down my throat until I thought I'd faint. I laid there
and let it slide down into my gut, not caring if I died right then and
there. He slid out. "Baby's good." I grabbed at the cock head with my lips
but he flipped back around, his cock in my ass again, the rhythm pumping me
with meat again.

Over and over, with intent now. His balls slapped my ass. His eyes smiled
at me. No kissing like daddy had done. This was just about his cock filling
my ass. "Yes." I whispered. "Oh, B. Yes. Come in me."

"Baby wants the lava flow."

"Yes." But there was no pounding, just the rhythmic pumping of a huge,
thick cock in my now loose and begging hole.

"Grab at my cock when I'm all the way in and hold it until I come out, then
relax." I did as he said, milking his pre-cum with my ass. "Here we go,
baby."

His balls stopped slamming my ass. I reached under me to feel them tight
against his shaft like ready fuel tanks. His shaft hardened and swelled
even thicker. Then the first deep plunge with cream. His body hit mine and
he stopped moving, letting a huge bolt of cum shoot into me. I felt it
tickle over my sphincter and course into me. Then he pulled out and lunged
again, and another shot of hot cream filled the stillness; and another and
another, over and over, until he was empty and I was full.

Then he grunted and rolled us over, him on his back and me nestling down to
keep him in as deep as I could. He panted. I rested, milking him with my
ass muscle. I thought of dad who fucked me with wild strength, but with
more love too. Uncle B was tender, and he loved me, I knew that. He was
also the creamer of all creamers. I could tell I was really full, but I
wanted dad. B kissed me and rocked me on his shaft. He knew what I was
thinking because he said, "You're not my Pumpkin and I'm not your dad, but
I'll fuck you whenever you want, Baby."

"I love you, Uncle B. And your cock feels really good in there."

"I know it does, Baby. And I love you too, so whenever you need my cock,
just say so."