Date: Tue, 15 Jun 2010 09:20:15 -0700 From: Jay roberts Subject: "Cousins with Benefits, Part Four" by Jay Roberts Bi Sex Incest I dressed quickly, donning the clothes Brad had donated. Downstairs, in the kitchen, motherly Agnes, the cook, made sure I had a quick but not breakfast. When I emerged into the bright sunshine, there was Uncle Amos, looking real nice in a dark suit, one of those hats with the brim up all around, and a bright pink and white striped tie. He smiled at me and remarked that we'd have to do something about my wardrobe. I thought he mean the closet in the room, but he meant my clothes. "Tomorrow, we'll hop down to Brooks Bros.meanwhile, today is the day you see the dealership and mean some of the staff." The big car looked so good in the bright sun. Harry had polished it to a gleaming shine. Uncle saw me admiring the car. "This is an older Cadillac from the 1960s. I always liked that period with the excess of chrome and the jaunty fins in the back. This is not a stock model, it has been somewhat stretched, but just enough to allow drop seats to make it into a seven passenger. Hop in." It only took about twenty minutes and we were riding up the entrance road to this great Cadillac franchise. Several men ran up to the car as it pulled into a specially marked parking space. They opened the doors and had cloths in hand to be sure no dust was on the black surface. Harry returned to the car after holding the doors open for us. Uncle was greeted on all sides and he introduced me to so many people my head was spinning. I lak'd them all, but the man who impressed me most was Manuel. He had been head of the service department for many years. He looked me over suspiciously, but when we got to talkin' it turned out that he had been a farm boy hisself. "You know anythin' 'bout engines?" He asked me with narrowed eyes. "Why sure, I took our old John Deere apart aleast fifty times to keep it runnin' and can fix a 1930s Ford too." "Well don't mention Ford around here, that's a dirty four letter word, as bad as fuck or shit." We laughed together, then he narrowed his eyes agin. "Take a look at this older Caddy that was brought in. What do you think is wrong with it?" "Well, looking at the engine and not even starting it up, the first thing I noticed is that the distributor cap in cracked." He laughed and spanked his knee. "'Course your right. Some of these fancy boys here in their cream colored spotless uniforms are waiting to hook it up to the 'puter." He put his worn brown face close to mine. "You can always trust a man with grease on his overall. If there hands are clean, git away from there." Later Uncle and I ate in the company lunch room with a bunch of the guys and we had a good time. I know there were some of the younger salesmen who gave me kinda goofy looks and I know that when I am here for awhile, that there may be some fun in store. It was getting on to later afternoon. I sat in Uncle's big office as he signed some papers and then he got up. "Dwight, it's time for us to get home and introduce you to the spa at the house." Well, I didn't know what a spa was but I sure found out. There was a whole wing of the house for a swimmin' pool and rooms that were real hot to sit in naked. Uncle told me on the way back, that Harry was a certified massager. Now I learned that doesn't mean he delivers telegrams but that he rubs yer body until it feels good. Harry turned and gave me one of his unusually smiles, his thin moustache turning up with his lips. It was a fine sight. We went directly to the spa area. In a dressing room, Uncle told me to take off all my clothes, he did too. "There's no women here, so we men can let our pricks flop around." Well since he was do comfortable that way, I went with it. But when he was naked I almost whistled. There was not one extra piece of flesh on him. He was just plain sleek and he had a fine penis, long and smooth with no bumps. When I dropped my last piece of clothing, he stopped dead. "Boy, you are a god." He asked me to turn thisaway and thataway and kept complimenting me almost scandalously. I was ashamed at the things he said, like "You got the greatest ass in the Western Hemisphere." He pulled me into a room with two tables covered with sheets. Harry was there too, dressed in white shorts, barefoot and with a white tee shirt on. "Lay on one of the tables. Harry will alternate between us." I lay down, naked, my rear end there for all to see. I forgot about my nakedness when Harry began his massage. He sprinkled sweet smelling oil on me. There was music playin' and he was talkin' to me softly. I found myself feelin' heavy, not sleepy, but just glad to jes lay there and not move, enjoyin' the fine rubbin' almost caressing' of Harry's oversized, giant hands. Off in the distance I heard Uncle A saying to Harry, "Don't overdo the magic oil, I don't want him unconscious when I do him." I wasn't sure what that was all about but I was a happy boy right now, smiling too, I think. Then I heered Unc say,"Is he ready yet?" "He will be after I give him some hot rimming." Now what was that, but I didn't have time to figure it out cause the middle of the table began to rise and my hips went with it, causing me to be bent over with my ass in the air. I heered Unc say, "That's the prettiest ass and the most inviting ass hole I ever saw. Look, no hair, no brown coloring around it, just pink pucker. Now this kinda talk was gettin' me awful riled up. My penis was gettin' as hard as a rake handle and this position made me fear that I might be corn holed. Now I have brought pleasure to my neighbor friend, but I never allowed my rump track to be explored. I heered someone say loudly, "O-o-o-o-h," that was me as Harry's long thin tongue began to lap my pucker that began to vibrate like a jaws harp. Soon as was adding new sex songs lak, "Y-e-e- s-s-s" and "Ah, ah, uh, uh." I heerd unc laughing lightly. "I think the goose is ready, right?" Harry answered, "He's so ass hot now, if you don't get in there, the boy might just die away from disappointment." A moment later Uncle's smooth elegant penis slipped its head inside my hole. I crowed with delight and felt him pat my back affectionately. I was feelin' so wonderful, but there was more fun ahead. He put his slim hands at my waist and pushed ahead, his prick sliding all the way down and on the way, massaging that place inside me that I didn't even know I had, but it made me rear up in surprise and great sensation, "Whoa," I shouted happily. Uncle licked my ear and then spoke into it. "Would you like a real fucking, none of this baby stuff?" "I shore do, don't be a gentleman, do it rough," I said, surprising myself. He reared back and began pummeling my ass, His slick penis slide back and forth over my not spot driving me to new heights of pleasure. I was drunk with his prick. My own penis was wiggling and waggling in the air and it sore needed attention. But Harry had a trick up his sleeve. A middle panel is this magic table opened and his face entered it. A slight lowering for me and a slight lift from him and he had my prick in his thin pursed lips, licking the head and suckin' on the sides. My head was spinnin', my prick was drippin' honey. I was gettin' fine attention on my rear and on my joy stick. Suck and fuck, back and forth, until Harry spoke from his place under me. "Amos, he's getting really stiff, I think he's going to blow any minute. Get ready, when you feel those vibrations on his ass hole, let your prick shoot and let your spooge cool him off." He was right. I was hangin' on from cumming by my finger nails. I couldn't hold on longer 'cause Uncle Amos banged me harder and harder. With a rube's yell,"Whooee," I began my long milk delivery. My ass hole shook and clenched and Unc began to give his milk into me. The two of us were moaning and mewlin' like birthin' cows. And under me, Harry was lickin' harder, gulpin' my stuff. When we finished, Uncle said that I was better than either of his children and that he's like to do it again and again with me. I tol' him I had no 'jections. Back at the estate, the twins greeted me. Mona looked closely in my eyes and said, "Daddy fucked you. Right? I can see it in your eyes." "Well that's true as all git out. I had my rear end adjusted." I admired using automobile talk, now that I was an employee of Cummings Cadillac. Well the future looked good, what with new clothes, great lodging and best sex in the county. I fell into a fine leather chair and smiled happily and my cousins, thinkin' 'bout all those benefits to com. End of story