Date: Fri, 30 Jun 2017 14:22:02 -0500 From: Bruce Turner Subject: Lynn V Once again I need to remind you that this story is about two gay twinks that are involved in more than simple vanilla sex. If sex involving animals or piss disturb you please go else where, if you have racial prejudices this story is not for you. While most of what follows from here on is fiction there will be parts of a true background story thrown in for verisimilitude. If you are able please donate to Nifty, the site depends on donations to stay operating. The authors depend on the site to get feed back from readers. If you want to tell me your beast stories I am willing to chat at cbru49@gmail.com Lynn V Christmas Eve was there before I ever thought about it. My mother had a tradition of cooking different ethnic food every year and the smell of curry filled the house by the middle of the day. My father had stayed home the entire day and while he and I never had gotten along that well he was trying, so I did, too. We had spent part of the day clearing out detritus from my youth that was scattered in the garage, Lynn had not wanted his brothers to catch a glimpse of him in the garage so he had stayed in the kitchen with my mother. I had gone next door to feed Caesar in the morning, I would have allowed him to fuck me again but my father was waiting so all he got was his breakfast and a promise that he could either have me or Lynn for a Christmas present. Most of what we found in the garage to eliminate was still in good shape so my mother suggested we take it to the orphanage run by their church. In two weeks Lynn had turned me from being oblivious to other guys to checking out every cute boy I saw. At the orphanage there were two boys about sixteen or seventeen that I would have gladly played with if there had been the opportunity to do more than allow my right hand to pat the red head's butt when he bent over in front of me to pick up two skateboards. He turned towards me and winked, I suppose that meant he was available but my father wasn't in the mood to stick around so I didn't get to find out. "Lynn, since you started me having sex everyday I see boys I would love to fuck everywhere I go. Sure I had sucked dick before, but it had never made me this sex crazy. What is going on? Is it you or is it getting fucked regularly that has set my hormones on fire?" "You have been waiting to be set on fire, Dean. I don't know if it is me, you or maybe even Josh. I'm happy that you want that much sex but I am not ready to share you with every good looking boy from here to your school." "Jealous? Or is it possessive?" "You have been the only one I have wanted for years, that I have had other guys is inconsequential. I understand that you are new to much of this and want a lot of variety. I hope you settle down and only want me after you have had time to sow your seed." "I promised you that my ass is yours. Are you alright with me sucking and fucking other guys?" "I'll force myself to be. After all it is just sex and you will be coming back to me everyday, right?" "Coming back? As far as I'm concerned you can be with me every time I spend any time with another cute guy. By the way, none of them are as cute as you." "If you keep that up we aren't going to make it down stairs in time to help your mother." "She should be okay by herself." "She told me she wanted our help setting up the dining room." "We must have company coming. The only time she allows me to help is when she needs the table extenders put in place. Did she tell you who is coming?" "No she didn't even hint at the idea that there were going to be guests tonight. "Its probably someone from Dad's job. His boss and wife have been here a few years. "Caesar scratched up your sides pretty bad, We should cover them with antibiotics, don't want them getting infected. When we go over there later we might want to take a pair of socks to put on his front paws." "Do you have two extra? He scratched up your ass, too." "As big a dick as he has he probably bruised us inside, too. That is a huge knot." "But it isn't any bigger than my fist and you won't let me fuck you with my fist even though you beg for mor of his knot." "How about I fist fuck you? "No thanks. That is the end of that for now. Maybe Caesar will get one or both of us crazy about getting something that big punching through our asshole and we'll go there after we get back to your dorm." The dining room table was usually set to hold six people but if you used the buffet extensions and the two we had for the table itself you could put 16 chairs around the table without too much crowding. Mom asked us to set it for fourteen, I wasn't ready for that many guests to crowd into the house but I didn't have any say in the matter. "Dad, we're going to go feed Caesar before the guests start arriving" We had about an hour and I hoped to get the big dog on my back and in my ass but I knew that Lynn was hoping for the same thing. We had agreed while expanding the table that we would decide using the old tried and true Rocks, Paper, Scissors method, anything else wouldn't be fair. Lynn is always about being fair even if I offer to let him have the larger piece of cake. I wanted Caesar but we had agreed whoever had Caesar got to watch as the other took Josh, the upside of helping my father was that there was now room in the garage to put an old table that was the right height to lay across while taking Josh. We walked into Caesar's pen without our pants, the big dog had his dick dragging from his sheath and almost fully engorged by the time we turned and exposed our assholes to his drooling mouth. I won the first casting with a Rock but then I lost the next two. At least I had a few minutes of getting tongued before the dog attacked Lynn's butt. I wasn't watching the pair enough to see when the knot started hitting Lynn's asshole. I so wanted fucked that after only a few more minutes of Caesar licking my ass I crawled under Lynn, it was hard since we are about the same height but I managed to get my legs between his. I was too late to get the feel of Caesar ramming into Lynn's ass but I was able to get his dick all the way in me up to the balls and in what must have looked like push ups milked a load of cum out. "If you don't get off me soon you are going to be filled up with piss." "Please. You have pissed in my mouth and all over me, it is time you pissed in my ass and filled me up as full as Caesar does." The idea of accepting Lynn in another way had my head swimming. My dick had already been hard from working his dick but with the new idea I started leaking precum. I could feel the piss flowing from the first small shot. In just a few seconds Lynn was pushing out a stream that would have cleaned the sidewalk. There had never been a feeling like that, even the ton of cum Caesar shot seemed small by comparison. My stomach started pouching and I was getting hot flashes, a part of me hoped that Lynn never stopped although I knew it was impossible for him to go too long. Too soon the flow of piss in my ass slowed and then stopped. I held myself under Lynn with my ass pressed up against his groin trying to hold onto his dick. The pressure of the piss was building up in me, so I knew that if I moved too much I was going to be spraying piss everywhere. I was fortunate that his owners weren't the type to pick up after the dog everyday so spraying piss and losing shit wasn't going to make too much of a mess in his grass covered run, it was only partially covered so it was coated in snow. I pulled off Lynn's dick about the same time Caesar pulled out, leaving him to sag onto the cold earth. "Did you enjoy that?" We were in the shower getting cleaned up for dinner. Lynn had come into the house nearly freezing so the water was a little warmer than I would normally have it. I wasn't quite sure what he was referring to, the piss enema or being fucked while the dog fucked him but since I had enjoyed them both I answered affirmatively. Coming out, the piss had been as hot as it was going in, I hadn't finished evacuating my bowels until we got in the shower; I had squatted over the hole to finish what had seemed like a continuous flow since I had pulled off Lynn's dick. "I want you to do it to me some day soon. The idea of having you deep inside of me like that is enough to make my ass twitch like crazy. If we weren't told to hurry I'd be on my knees calling Josh." ":No, no. Tonight Josh gets my ass." My favorite uncle was standing at the bottom of the stairs when we came down. I had never actually had sex with him but just like I did that evening I had rubbed his cock with my hidden hand and told him that I loved him for a number of years. Hank is about 6'2" and 185 pounds, he always is dressed like he is going to the opera or some formal affair and you would recognize him instantly. Hank is a model that has been working steadily for the last ten years, you can almost never pick up any magazine, men's or women's, without seeing him. More often than not he is mostly undressed. No one in the family talked about him much other than to say he is still living in New York and working. I have never heard anyone ask if he has a girl friend or boy friend, some years he has brought friends with him, but it has always been both male and female. If I had ever had the chance I would have jumped him more than I was able when in front of my parents. It always felt good to be in his arms add the fact that his dick stretched out to about eleven or twelve inches when I touched him and you have a recipe for incest that I would not have thought about. Since I was about 16 I had been trying to find a way to get him into my bed without any success. I thought introducing Lynn as my boyfriend might nudge him our way a little but nothing happened other than Lynn getting a longer than proper hug. In a whisper Lynn told me that if he had known Hank he might have never gone after me, he was impressed with a white man having that big of a dick. I told him he was being racist and all he could do was laugh at me. By seven O'clock most of my parent's guests had arrived but not enough for the number of seats my mother had us set at the table. Lynn and I had slipped out to the garage to make sure Josh was warm enough and to talk. He was surprised that Hank and I were related, not because Hank was so good looking but because he was dark and I am light. I told him about the crush I had on my uncle and that over six years that it hadn't been reduced at all. Standing in the garage I wanted to drop my pants and feel Josh's tongue but we had already been called to the table so we rushed back inside after I turned the heat up a few degrees. We were sitting down when the door bell rang again. For I think what must be the third time in his life my father went to open the door, my mother rushed along behind him. Lynn suddenly went stiff in his chair, I didn't understand why until our parents walked in together, followed by his brothers. You can probably guess that dinner was extremely awkward, not that Lynn was unhappy to see his parents but his brothers made odd hand movements throughout the meal that I took to mean that they were going to get him back for escaping from the cabin. I wasn't sure that was what was happening since Lynn wouldn't talk to me and would barely look to the end of the table where his family sat. Ever since I had been a freshman in high school it had been my job to clean up after Christmas Eve dinner. It didn't matter to my mother whether there were no guest or a dozen. She didn't seem that pleased that Lynn volunteered to assist me but when his brothers tried convincing her that more people would finish faster she shooed them into the living room. "What are we going to do?" "What do you mean, Lynn?" "My brothers warned me that if I don't go home with the family they are going to tell my parents that I let Josh fuck me." I didn't have an answer so for an hour I did nothing but clean the dining room table, the dishes and pans and turned to wiping down the kitchen. I thought I wouldn't have much more time until someone came into the kitchen looking for the deserts spread out on the counter. I had started coffee, something I had learned from Uncle Hank, every year he would bring at least five pounds of specialty coffee and expected me to have it ready by the time I was finished with the dishes. "Dean, is the coffee ready?" "About two minutes. Uncle Hank, we have a problem that we need some help with, do you think you could have a seat and listen?" "I've always been willing to listen to you, Dean." As Lynn and I laid out what was happening and what his brothers had done to him I could see the anger flashing in Hank's brilliant blue eyes, When Lynn finished up by tell him what the brothers had mimed doing to him unless he went home with them Uncle Hank's fists were clenched as tight as you can imagine. It was the first time I had seen Lynn cry, I don't know whether it was telling a third person or the relief he felt with the story being out. The pair of them sat at the kitchen counter as I cut up the pies and fixed the carafes of coffee that would be set around the living room. I left the pair sitting there as I set the slices of pie on the dining room table for anyone that wanted one. As my mother guided the guests to the dining room I set the carafes in the living room with cups and condiments. I hoped they would have a plan by the time I went back to the kitchen because the only idea I had was to tell Lynn's parents that his brothers had raped him as a child and had imprisoned him in a cabin in the National Forest. I knew if I did that the brothers would tell about Lynn and I having sex with Josh, I didn't know where that would leave any of us, but we couldn't deny it because the brothers had recorded us. "Hey, Sis, would it be alright with you if Dean and I took a couple of slices of your wonderful pumpkin and pecan pie over to cousin Fred? He wanted to come to dinner but his landlord is just waiting for him to leave the apartment so he can lock him out." I didn't know that they had a cousin Fred and I was sure that if my mother had a cousin that was having money troubles she would have stepped in and resolved the situation. The look she gave Hank told me that she knew he was up to something that she didn't want to go along with but she told him she would find a box in the kitchen. "Hank, take Lynn in case you need to help Fred with his furniture." They had been in the kitchen less than three minutes but they must have discussed what Hank was doing. "We're going to have to take your truck, Dean, my car only has two seats." "I didn't know we had a Fred in the family." "We don't. Fred was an older cousin that was always in trouble. Your grandfather had to bail him out of jail almost every holiday I can remember when your mother and I were kids. It got to the point that we would say we were going to visit him when there was some trouble that we didn't want anyone to know about. If we said we were taking him food the other one knew that the problem needed to be solved immediately and not to discuss anything until we were out of the house. He died the year your parents got married. "This truck smells like piss." Both Lynn and I started laughing, I think being away from his family was such a relief that we needed it. I tried to get him to tell the story and he did the same to me and we would start laughing again. After about five minutes Hank grab me by the balls and I stopped laughing and hit the brakes. "Hey why did you wait until I had a boyfriend to grab me? You could have had anything sexual you wanted for the last six years." "More like sixteen. You have been gaga for me since you started to school." "But I didn't know why until a few years ago. We were sitting at a stop sign about five blocks from the house and without any other cars around I got brave and grabbed onto his dick. I've loved having this up against me when you come to visit." "Figured as much, since you would hang on for so long and rub the back of your hand against it." Hank had let go of my balls and put his hand on top of mine. "If you two are going to have sex let me drive and we'll get out of the neighborhood." "Lynn you don't know how to drive a standard. But you can put your hand where mine is and I will get us moving. Where do you want me to go Uncle Hank?" "Head out to our grandfather Miller's house." When I looked their way I could see that there was a smile on both of their faces. "Which of you boys is the piss drinker? Well, we didn't have time for me to use the restroom before we left."