Date: Sat, 8 Sep 2012 17:40:59 +0100 From: Danny Driver Subject: The Big Lesson - Chapter 3 Disclaimer and Warning: This is a fictional homo-erotic story between a teenager and adults, including incest. If this is not your thing, then leave now and find something that is more to your liking. If the laws where you are forbid this sort of literature then leave now or move to where it is legal to read it. This is fantasy only and the acts depicted are not condoned by the author. This is the first story I have done and if you like it, it will be made up of many chapters in which the characters will develop as the story goes on. Please email me at bottomboylikesitrough@live.co.uk and give me your feedback so I know whether to carry on or not. This story is set on a housing estate in Croydon, UK. Benji's Big Lesson Chapter 3 Michael quickly grabbed Benji's wrists and the ropes. This time he wasn't having any of it. He grabbed the boy's arms and tied the ropes around them, then he tied the other ends to low level work benches so his arms were spread wide apart. Michael pushed him down on to the floor so he was back on his back again. Benji's dick had gone limp now. His little two inch, baby dick flopped around. "You're getting it now you nasty little fuck," Michael grunted. Michael loomed above him with his big, enraged hard on. He grabbed his massive end and retracted his foreskin all the way back. "Bitch" Michael's piss slit widened and a steaming hot show off golden liquid shot out of his bellend and splattered over the boy's chest. He ran one hand through his heavy pubic bush and used his other hand to pull down his big, heavy bollocks. His thick penis gently flopped as he emptied his bladder out on to the boy. Benji held his mouth closed tight as he felt wave after wave of hot juice splash all over his belly and dick. His uncle's piss slit was wide as the stream of juice powered out of the end of his cock. Michael's balls briefly retracted up under his under carriage as he stopped his dick from pissing. He dropped to the floor, into the press up position, with his wet dripping stink meat hanging over the boy's face. "Open your fucking mouth." "No!" Benji screwed up his lips. "Open your fucking mouth now or I'll fuck you up!" Michael Roared. Benji slowly parted his lips as Michael rammed his thick helmet into the boy's gob. He rammed so hard his dick slipped in to Benji's gullet and his hairy bollocks smashed on his chin. Benji chocked and his stomach contracted as the thick pole breached his throat. He coughed and dribbled as Michael began to do press up's on top of his face, but not just usual press ups. He was dropping down hard. He'd lift himself all the way up so his dick withdrew from Benji's mouth, then drop down fast, slamming his rod down the boy's throat, choking him with his shaft. This carried on for a couple of minutes leaving tears streaming down the side of Benji's face. Benji held his mouth open wide, feeling his uncle's pubes rub on his nose every time Michael went deep. Michael's nuts slapped and bounced off the boy's smooth chin and his big gut hung heavy over his head. "MMMMM. Little whore," Michael moaned. He felt his nephew's throat begin to contract over and over again as if he was going to be sick so he quickly pulled his nob from the boy's throat. A thick stream of goo from Benji's throat to the end of Michael's dick flicked off and splattered across the boy's face. "Yeah!" Michael shouted. "Now you're getting some real man dick." Michael reached down and grabbed his nephew's willy. "Awww look at little baby dick here." "Shut up! It's not baby dick." "Oh it is. Look at it. Little, bald, baby dick that doesn't even cum." Michael put Benji's little helmet between his two fingers and started quickly wanking it off. Benji squirmed slightly in delight as he felt a tingle through his little willy. Benji tried to wipe the tears from his cheeks but his arms would not reach. "Now I'm going to teach you how to masturbate like a man." "I know how to Uncle Mikey." "I'm gonna fucking teach you!" Michael shouted. He jumped up and stood over his nephew's face. "Put your hand on your little dick," Michael demanded. Benji's hand crept down over his again hardened four inch prick. It was now late, the air had become cold and Benji began to shiver. Michael didn't feel the cold because of the thick layer of hair that covered his body. Benji looked up. His uncle's dick hung out far in front of him. His big helmet, the shape of a mushroom, dripped onto Benji's chest. At the base, the bush was thick but didn't cover the two low hanging pieces of meat that swung back and forth between his legs. Behind this, a dense forest in the crack of Michael big, fat ass. Michael grabbed his helmet and started rolling his hand over his big, purple, gooey helmet. "Do as I do boy. We'll get you wankin' like a real man." BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG. The door of the shed rattled on its hinges. BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG. "Don't say a word," Michael whispered to Benji. Then there was silence. Michael didn't move from being stood spread eagle over Benji, his hand froze on his dick. "Heeeeeeelllp!" Benji called out. A boot came flying through the shed door as the lock snapped off the wood and the door went flying. "What the fuck is goin' on?!" "Dad help me! Uncle Mikey's doing it! He's showing me his willy!" Michael froze. He couldn't move. He stared his brother in the eye. "Dad, untie me. He's made me do all this. I promise!" End of Chapter 3.