Date: Tue, 14 Dec 2010 17:02:12 +0100 From: Internet Subject: Uncle Bulge Part 1 This story is completely fictional. Any similarities to any persons or events, past or present are purely coincidental. This story contains scenes which involve sexual situations between youths and adults. If this type of material is offensive to you, or it is not legal for you to read this type of material, please do not read any further. Copyright: 2010 succumballs Please leave comments at succumballs@hotmail.com Uncle Bulge Part 1 I first started having sex with Uncle Bulge before I knew what it was exactly. Uncle B sure knew though, and that changed everything. Now that I'm older, I love him, and Dad of course, with all my heart and soul, and give them my cock and mouth and ass, as often as they wants because I always get back more than I give. It started one Saturday night when I was nine. Uncle B caught me looking under the covers at his son Brian when I was spending the weekend. Brian was asleep and I had pulled down his pajamas to see his cock. When the light in the room dimmed I knew Uncle B was standing in the doorway. I dropped the covers and turned, and there he was nicking his finger for me to follow him. In the living room the TV was on low. He sat me on the couch next to him and asked what I was doing. I said, nothing. Then he got serious and said, "There's one rule in this house, Pete. If you're going to stay with me and Brian while your dad's seeing Charlie I don't want any lying. Now what were you doing in there?" "I was looking at his pee pee. I wanted to see how big it was." Uncle B pulled me onto his lap, wrapped his arms around me, rocked us both and giggled. "It's not as big as mine, but Briney's two years younger. It's bigger than a lot of other guys though." "How do you know that?" Uncle B looked at me. "I sit in the locker room at the pool sometimes and watch guys changing." When Uncle B asked my why I did that I said, "I don't know. I just like looking. Some guys have big pee pees --" He interrupted me and told me to call them cocks. "Some cocks are bigger than others. I like the big ones. Some men are pretty too." Uncle B stroked my head. "You like men, do you, like me and your dad?" I nodded, and he kissed my forehead and asked, "Do you ever play with your cock?" When I said, sometimes, he reached into the fly of my pajamas. I had no underwear on and felt his big hand searching so spread my legs for him. He rubbed me gently, spitting into his hand and sliding it over my cock. "Does that feel good?" His mouth was at my ear. I nodded. "Yes. Really good." He smiled and kissed me on the lips. Only dad had ever done that before, but with the rubbing on my cock I kissed back, and Uncle B put his tongue in my mouth. I put my arms around his neck to hold steady while our tongues tickled each other. When my cock got hard he asked, "Do you like me playing with you, Petey?" I said yes and he asked, "Does anything ever shoot out when you play with it?" "Sometimes it drips and feels really good for a while and then doesn't anymore." I could now feel something hard and squirmed my ass over Uncle B's cock. "You're going to have to get off me for a minute, Petey. I got something to show you." He slid me off his lap, stood me up and slipped off my pajama bottoms. "That's a real nice cock, Petey. You're big for your age." He held my balls like he was weighing them. "Not a hair on them either, just like I like them, and big too for such a little guy." I felt proud that he liked me. Then he slid his pants and his underwear down to his ankles and kicked them off. I stared. His cock flopped onto his thigh. "Wow. That's really big." Without a word Uncle B leaned forward and took me in his mouth. He sucked me and licked me and rubbed my cock over his face. Then he sucked my balls into his mouth and pulled down on them, chewing and tonguing. It felt so good I trembled. He took me onto his lap again, and this time his cock stuck up between my legs and pushed against my balls. I held its wet tip. "Can I do that, Uncle B? Can I suck yours too?" He licked my neck and ear. One hand slid along the crack of my ass, the other stroked my cock. I felt a finger swirl around my butt hole. "Oh, baby." He whispered into my ear. "Such a pretty hairless little hole. Do you really want to?" "Yes, please." "OK. If you want, then get up here." I twisted around and got on my hands and knees on the couch. Uncle B spat into his hand and stroke me, and then tickled my butt hole with a finger. I grinned as he held his shaft and lowered my head to it. I'll never forget that first mouthful. His giant, spongy head filled me. Under its softness I could feel the steel I would come to love. He was dripping, and the taste sent me into a dream. Something sweeter than I'd ever imagined, oozed from the slit. I moaned in delight. "Milk it like this, Pete." He took my hand and squeezed up the shaft, and more dream cream spilled over my tongue. His other hand played with the muscle of my butt, making it relax and tighten. I giggled and started doing what he'd done to me, licking and sucking. I felt like I'd starved all my life until that moment. The smell of his balls made me pant. "Suck 'em baby, suck my balls." I took one into my mouth, then the other. He grabbed the sack below them an tried to force both into my mouth at once. I couldn't take them though, they're way too big. He laughed and said. That's how I got my nickname. When I wears tight pants my balls make a huge bulge in my crotch. Maybe when you get grown and your mouth is bigger. Now bite down a little on one and pull." I did; first one, then the other. Nothing ever tasted of smelled so good, and when he slid under me and sucked my cock too, nothing ever felt so good in my whole life. We sucked each other until he started moaning. Then he pulled me up and told me to sit on his face. I wasn't sure what he wanted until he positioned me over his mouth. "Spread your cheeks with your hands, baby." I pulled my butt apart and felt his waiting tongue. We started moving together. With closed eyes I squirmed over his mouth, pushed my butt hole onto his tongue and squealed like a happy puppy. I never knew anything could be so good. I opened my eyes when he poked a finger into me and dove back onto his cock. After a minute he said, "I'm getting close, Pete. I'm about to come." When I asked what he meant he sat us up, kissed me, stroked me and said, "You want to taste my cum, what shoots out of a grown man when he gets excited?" I nodded. "If you drink it down, it'll make you grow faster, and then you'll feel even better when you shoot cum yourself." "Will I be big like you, Uncle B?" "You'll be even bigger, Petey, Nine, ten inches, like your dad, maybe more. Now get on the floor." He laid down and I got on my knees. With my head resting on his soft belly he put just the head into my mouth and began long slides up his shaft. "Can't I do that, B?" I begged, and he let me stroke him. "Oh. baby. That's good. Nice and slow now. You know just how, don't you, boy?" I mumbled that I liked doing it. "Sucking cock comes natural to you. Lick the head some." I did as instructed. "Oh, yeah, baby. And my balls now. Try to get them both in your mouth." I pushed a huge monster in, held it with my teeth and pulled, shaking my head. "That a boy. Baby learns fast. Ah, good. And my cock again." I spat out the ball and licked my way up his shaft. "A little faster now." I sucked harder, and he groaned. I loved making him feel so good. I knew he liked it as much as I did. "You really like that, don't you, baby?" "More than anything I ever did." I grinned and sucked him as far down as I could, until I gagged, and still I had only half down my throat so I shook my head back and forth and pushed farther. "Not now, Pete. We'll do some throat training next time. Just get ready for a big load." I was full of wonder at what was to come. He started pumping through my hand now. Then he held my head. "Shit, Pete. Here we go. Open wide. Stick out your tongue. Hold my balls good and tight." He held his cock at my mouth and his whole body jerked. His giant balls tightened against his shaft. I felt the hot blasts hit my throat, over and over. "Drink it down, baby. All of it." He jerked and jerked and I swallowed until he lay there panting, milking his cream into me and stroking my cheek. I slowly lapped the last drops that came out, licked and sucked, holding the soft, swollen treasure in my mouth. "What a good boy." He whispered over and over, pushing my mouth back and forth over the prick head. I couldn't get enough of it. In and out the wonderful, new toy deposited its last sweet drops onto my tongue. "Such a good little cock sucker." When there was no more to come out he pulled me up, "Come here, baby." He pulling me on top of him. "You ever do your daddy?" "No. You think he'd let me?" "We'll see, baby." I felt his breathing settle, his warm body made me cozy. I liked him calling me baby so I hugged him. His hands slid over my back. I spread my legs when he fingered my butt hole again. "Does baby like that?" I nodded yes and reached behind to spread my hole wider. He fingered me so good I started humping his belly. "Did baby like sucking his uncle's bulge?" I nodded and buried my face against his neck. "Did it taste good? Did B's juice taste good?" "Better than anything, Uncle B. And the smell too. I like the smell between your legs. It makes you taste good. When can we do you again?" He kissed me, his fingers explored my butt hole and I slid my cock harder over the fine hairs of his belly. Then slowly he dug his middle finger deep into me and massaged. I shrieked and froze. He reached between us and felt the small puddle I'd expelled, then rolled me off and milked my cock into his mouth as his finger played in my ass. When he'd finished eating my first little cum shot we lay in each other's arms until he said it was time for bed. When I was in the bunk under Brian I asked Uncle B if he'd ever sucked Briney. He said no, that Brian was too young and didn't seem interested. "I am, Uncle B. I'll suck you every day if you want." Uncle B lifted my legs, licked my butt hole until I softened and he could get his tongue in again. Then he slurped in my balls. "As big as apricots already. These are going to grow nice and big." He said to himself. I felt proud. When he got to my cock he put two fingers into my ass again and said, "I want to put my cock in here. I want to fuck you butt hole like I did your mouth." "Will it fit? It's so big, and really fat. " "We'll get that virgin butt ready in no time. You'll love it. Just you wait." "I don't want to wait, Uncle B." "Just a minute then." B left the room and returned with something black in his hands. "Hold your legs up." When I did he licked my hole again. I tried not to groan too loud with Brian asleep above us, but Uncle B was driving me to heaven. My hole was licked and poked and licked some more until my very first baby butt plug slipped in. Then he said, "Go to sleep now, my precious little asshole." He kissed me again, and I stroked his pulpy cock. We kissed until he got hard again. "Stand up." I whispered and sat in the edge of the bed and sucked him. He rested his head on Brian's mattress. After a few minutes he lifted the covers. Brian's pajamas were still down and Uncle B began to suck his son's cock. Brian woke. "What are you doing, dad? You woke me up." "I'm sorry, Briney. It just felt so good." Uncle B covered his son and pulled his cock out of my mouth. I followed the retreating cock and tried to suck it again. When Brian saw me he said, "God, you guys. Can't you go into dad's room for that?" "Go to sleep, you two." Uncle B left us alone. In the dark I wondered what Uncle B had done with Brian. Whatever it was Brian didn't like it. After a few minutes I said, "You awake, Briney?" He moan and I asked, "Is it OK if I suck your dad's cock? He likes it." "I know. Did he ever shoot in your mouth?" "Just now. I liked it. Don't you?" "I don't know. Maybe because he's my dad. I'll try you though, if you want. "OK, but not now. Go to sleep." I pumped the plug in my hole until I asleep. In the morning I got dressed and squirmed on the plug at breakfast. Uncle B watched and grinned. I grinned back, "I need a bigger one." That afternoon Uncle B bought a bigger butt plug, and Sunday morning when Brian had his swimming lesson I sucked Uncle B for a good hour while he worked that new plug into my butt. Except for crapping I kept it in all the time like he told me to. to be continued...