Date: Wed, 13 May 2009 22:37:04 -0700
From: Ron W <ronsworld4200@hotmail.com>
Subject: Uncle Dave Part 3

Uncle Dave
Part 3
By Ron's World

Copyright 2009.  All rights reserved.


Once again, I woke up with a sore ass.  I felt groggy and stiff when I
awoke naked and lying on my stomach.  A sudden flood of images from the
night before ran through my mind.  I remember Dad insisting that they start
using lube on my ass because, as he said, "My cock's going to make itself
right at home in your bowels, boy."  I enjoy rough sex, and a bit of pain
with my pleasure, but this morning I was glad Daddy had insisted on using
some lube.  They fucked the hell out of me last night.

Uncle Dave was asleep next to me.  We were still in the king sized bed in
the master suite.  I groaned and rolled over.  It looked like Daddy was
already up.  I stretched and yawned, wondering what time it was.  Uncle
Dave stirred beside me.  He turned his head and opened his eyes.  He
smiled.

"Mornin' fuck toy."  He said.

"Hey, Uncle Dave.  What time is it?"

Uncle Dave came up on his elbow to see that Daddy was not lying in bed next
to me.  "Time for us to get our asses out of bed if your dad's already up."

Uncle Dave and I stumbled into the bathroom.  I went to piss in the toilet
and Uncle Dave started the shower.  I was still yawning and rubbing my eyes
and emptying my bladder when Daddy stuck his head through the door and
said, "Nice to see you two vertical.  Dave make sure Jakey here is nice and
clean, will ya?"

"Yes, sir."  Uncle Dave said.

"No playing with each other."  Daddy said.

The shower was more than big enough to fit two people.  It has his and hers
shower heads, one mounted lower than the other.  I took the low shower and
quickly soaped up and washed my hair.  Uncle Dave washed my back and gently
soaped and cleaned my ass.  We got out of the shower and dried off.  We
cleaned our teeth.

"C'mon."  Uncle Dave said, as he exited the bathroom.

I saw one of Dad's t-shirts folded on the dresser.  I walked over to snag
it, but Uncle Dave said, "Uh, uh, uhhhhh.  Slave boys go naked in Daddy's
house."

I laughed.  We walked out into the living room and kitchen area.  Daddy was
in the kitchen, nude, leaning against the counter and sipping a cup of
coffee.

"Make breakfast."  He said to Uncle Dave.  Daddy looked at me.  "Come here
and say good morning, boy."

I went up to him and opened my arms to give him a hug.  He put his coffee
cup aside and hugged me back.  Then he put his hand on my shoulder and
pushed down.  It was obvious he wanted me on my knees.  I knelt in front of
him and looked up.  He stood over me, so tall and imposing.  I suddenly
felt my breathing slow and my heart started to beat strong and slow in my
chest.  I felt my muscles relax.  Time seemed to slow as my brain went into
this weird place I had never been before. I felt like I was going to melt
right into the floor.

"Open your mouth."  Daddy said.

I opened my mouth. Daddy leaned forward a bit and took his cock in his
hand.  He was half hard.  He slapped the head of his cock against my tongue
a few times, and then said, "This is how a good slave boy says good morning
to his Daddy.  Suck, boy."

I kept looking into his eyes, which were a mirror image of my own.  I
tongued the head of his cock and then sucked him into my mouth.  He was
hardening rapidly.  He leaned forward a bit more, and braced himself
against the kitchen island, which was at my back.  His cock was at a
perfect angle to go down my throat.  I relaxed my throat and let him slide
his cock deep.

We maintained eye contact.  I'm not sure what made this experience feel so
powerful for me. I could see the muscles of his abdomen clench and relax as
he started to fuck my face.  He placed one of his hands on the back of my
head to stop my head from banging into the counter behind me.  He kept up a
slow and steady rhythm as he pushed his cock down my throat and then pulled
back so I could stimulate him with my tongue.

There was lust in his expression, but no emotion.  His breathing was nice
and steady.  He didn't moan, or offer any other verbal sign that he was
enjoying using my mouth.  I could feel his cock pulsing against my tongue,
so I knew I was pleasing him.  After another half dozen strokes down my
throat, he tensed slightly, drove himself deep, and began to ejaculate into
my mouth.  I held my breath until I could see dark spots dancing in my
vision.  He pulled back and let me breathe, the last few pulses of his cum
shooting out on my tongue.

I sucked and licked his cock, draining it of the last of his juices.  He
stepped back, then turned and walked away without a word.  I was having
trouble catching my breath.  My cock was hard and leaking.  I stroked
myself with my hand.  Uncle Dave turned and saw what I was doing.

"Don't do that, Jake.  You can't pleasure yourself without Daddy's
permission."

I stopped stroking myself immediately.  I stood up and felt light headed.
I was unsteady on my feet.  Uncle Dave helped me to one of the chairs
around the table in the kitchen.

"I know."  He said.  "Your dad's pretty intense.  I warned you, didn't I?"

"Yeah."  I said, feeling like I needed to put my head between my knees to
keep from passing out.  It was strange the way this whole thing made me
feel.  In some ways I craved some affection and praise from my dad, but in
other ways his brusque and aloof manner was a major turn on.

Daddy came back from the bedroom completely dressed in jeans, t-shirt, and
hiking boots.  We ate the breakfast Uncle Dave had prepared.  Daddy ignored
me. He told Uncle Dave that he was going into town to pick some things up.
He pulled two butt plugs from his pocket and slapped them on the table.

"Take care of Jakey's ass.  I want you each to wear a plug and stay naked
until I return.  No sexual touching or masturbating."

Dad got up and walked out without another word.  Uncle Dave came up and
grabbed my arm around the bicep and led me into the bedroom.  He instructed
me to get on the bed up on my knees with my head down.  I did what he said.
He spread a cool gel over my ass and then rubbed in some kind of ointment.
The uncomfortable burning sensation stopped immediately and I sighed in
appreciation.

"What is that stuff?"  I said.

"I applied some aloe gel and antibiotic ointment.  The ointment has a mild
pain relief ingredient.  Your dad wants to be able to use your ass a lot."

"Yeah?"  I said, smiling.

"Oh, yeah."  Uncle Dave said.

I felt giddy.  Reflecting upon this situation later, I would realize that I
was falling in love for the first time in my life.  I had been sexually
active with men and boys for years, but my heart had never been affected.

Uncle Dave pushed the butt plug into my ass.  We then switched places and I
tended to his ass and inserted the butt plug.  I felt tired, so I lay down
on the bed on my side.  Uncle Dave lay down facing me.

"I probably shouldn't tell you any of this, but I can see you are pretty
strongly affected by your dad's behavior."  Uncle Dave said.

"Tell me."  I said softly.

"You know he loves you to death, right?"

"Yeah.  He loves me.  I love him too."  "Well, he's been wanting to fuck
you for years.  He is a bit surprised to learn you are already so
experienced.  I think he feels he needs to own you in a way no man has ever
owned you before."

I thought back on my long and varied sexual career.  I was a slut bottom
and I had always been a slut bottom.  I'd never had a man make me feel what
Daddy was making me feel.

"I understand, Uncle Dave.  I have never felt this way before.  I feel
totally dominated in a way I've never experienced before.  I have always
been a bottom, but this is just...different."

"Yeah.  I know how you feel.  You've been topping from the bottom your
whole life.  Your dad won't allow that."

"Yeah.  You're right, Uncle Dave. That's exactly it.  I've always had older
guys panting after my ass.  I would see them sniffing around and lead them
on a chase and let them catch me."

"Now, your Daddy's going to ask you about your past experience.  Don't lie
to him.  He won't be troubled by the fact that you've been a slut.  In
fact, it will turn him the fuck on."

"Really?"  I couldn't imagine Daddy being happy about me basically fucking
and sucking every cock wagged in my face since I was four or five.

"No, he loves little slut bottoms.  He's going to own your ass from now on,
mind you.  You won't be spreading your legs for anyone that has not asked
Daddy's permission, and complied with his conditions."

Now that would be a sight.  There were eight houses along our little
cul-de-sac.  I was regularly fucking three of the "straight" husbands on
our block.  I had other lovers who were older, including the athletic coach
from my school.  I had boy lovers who were closer to my age, and a few
younger boys I was bringing along.

"What are his conditions?"  I asked.

"That will be for your Daddy to lay out to you.  He's going to love
watching you get fucked, as you can already tell from last night, but he
controls who, when, and how often."

I thought about the younger boys.  "How does Daddy feel about boys younger
than me?"

Uncle Dave laughed and reached down to stroke his meat.  I saw it flex and
a big drop of precum ooze out.  "Sweet little baby cocks?  Mmmmmm, mmmmm,
mmmmm.  Dangerous, but sometimes worth the risk."

Now that had my head spinning.  As I already told you, Uncle Dave's little
boy was going to be visiting with us the following week.  I had been having
a few fantasies in that direction.  I like soft hairless little boys,
especially horny and curious ones.  I was planning to find out if little
Davey was of that persuasion.  To be honest, I didn't have the balls to
come right out and tell Uncle Dave I had designs on his son, but from his
reaction to my question, I didn't think he'd have a problem with it.

We talked quietly for a while longer and then eventually we both fell
asleep.  We woke up when Daddy came into the room and slapped Uncle Dave on
the ass to wake him up.  "Come out and help me unload the car."  Daddy
said.  He had apparently done some shopping.  Uncle Dave followed him
outside in the nude and helped him get the shopping bags.  I got up and
stretched, rubbed my eyes, and came wandering out to help.

Daddy had bought some groceries.  I looked at the clock.  He'd been gone
for about three hours.  He took some bags of stuff into the bedroom.  I
could tell those weren't groceries.  I had no idea what he was planning,
but my cock was hard.

"Jakey!"  I heard Daddy yell from the bedroom a while later.  I ran in and
instinctively got on my knees in front of him when I saw he was nude.

"Nice, boy.  You're learning, but I want you up on the bed.  Lie on your
back."

I lay down on the bed on my back and spread my legs for him without being
asked.  He grunted and grabbed my ankles and pulled me down so my ass was
right at the edge of the bed.  He pushed my legs up so my knees were on my
chest.  He reached down and grabbed the flange of the butt plug and began
to push it in and out of my ass.

"How's your little cunt feeling?"  He asked me.

"Good, Daddy."  I said softly.

Daddy pulled the butt plug from my ass and put it on a towel he had placed
on the bed.  He then lubed up my ass.  He grabbed my legs at the ankles and
placed them on his shoulders, which brought my ass up off the bed.  He then
began to press his cock inside me.

"Alright, son, now it's time to tell Daddy all about how you learned to be
a slut."

I started to talk.  I took Uncle Dave's advice and told him everything.
I'm not sure exactly how old I was when it started, but I know I hadn't
started kindergarten yet.  Actually, it really began in my own bed.  For
some reason I had started to stick my fingers in my ass at a very young
age.  I originally thought my anus was my primary sexual organ.  It felt so
good.  I didn't really discover my cock until much later.

I told him about older boys in the neighborhood, one in particular who was
a latchkey kid.  We had long hours of uninterrupted sexual play in his
bedroom in the afternoons before his mother came home from work.  He had
been the first one to fuck me.  I had loved it from the very first time and
couldn't get enough.  I think he was 10 or 11 when he fucked me, so his
cock wasn't very big.  I remember he was still having dry orgasms.  The
first time he produced semen it was in my mouth.  Eventually he had invited
a few friends over to play too and they would all take turns fucking me.

As I grew older, so did my boy lovers.  I then began to attract the
attention of some of the men in the neighborhood.  I liked men more than
boys, and loved seducing straight guys.  One of my older boy lovers had
introduced me to the athletic coach at the middle school.  That guy was
into some serious whips and chains and had a dungeon in his basement.  We
had played a lot of bondage games, but he'd never hit me with anything.  I
liked being tied up.

All the while I was making my confession, I had been looking into my Dad's
eyes.  He had been pushing his cock inside me slowly as I talked.  He
groaned softly a few times during my narrative, most notably when I
admitted I liked being tied up.  I was getting seriously turned on by
admitting what a slut I was to my dad.  He had just been slowly pushing
himself inside me, not really moving around or thrusting, and I still
spontaneously came without touching myself.

"You're going to have to learn to ask permission to do that."  Dad said,
groaning as my clenching ass brought him off.

"I'm sorry Daddy."  I said, gasping as I felt his cock pulsing and spewing
cum in my ass.  "It just happened without warning."

Dad just grunted and pulled out of my ass, he flipped me onto my stomach
and told me to be still.  I heard him rummaging around in the shopping bags
he had brought into the bedroom.  He came back over to the bed and buckled
leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles.  He pulled me up to my knees and
then pulled my hands back toward my ankles so I kind of fell on my face.
He then clipped the cuff on my right hand to the one on my right ankle and
did the same with the left side.  I was crouched on my knees on the bed and
bound in a sort of fetal position.

"I can tell I'm not going to be able to get enough of this ass." He growled
and pushed his cock back inside me from behind.  This time he rode me hard,
deep and fast.  I just stayed crouched there and took it from him, moaning
and shaking as I felt his big thick cock hitting my go button on every
stroke.  "My fourteen year old son is a cock whore.  But you're my cock
whore now, boy.  Right?"

"Yes, Daddy.  I'm your cock whore, Daddy."

I begged for permission to cum, but Daddy said no.  I felt myself go into
this weird zone where I pushed passed my need to cum and the pleasure
became its own form of pain.  I was over stimulated and on sensory
overload.  I felt fluid flowing from my cock.  I couldn't tell if it was
precum or ejaculate, although I never felt myself go over the top into an
orgasm.  It was like every stroke of his cock was so pleasurable it was an
orgasm in and of itself.

"Cum for me cock whore."  Daddy growled at me.  I felt like I couldn't
really cum, but I did anyway in a Pavlovian response to my master's
command.  My whole body convulsed.  I felt Daddy cum inside me again and
then another cock replaced him.  Uncle Dave's I would presume.  They were
taking turns with me again.

I was being fucked by one cock while I was sucking the other to renewed
hardness.  They fucked me for what seemed like hours, allowing me to cum
twice more.  My body felt like it was one big sexual nerve.

When they were finished with me, Daddy released my bonds and pulled me to
my feet. I could feel cum pour out of my well fucked hole and slide down my
legs.  Dad grabbed me by the back of the neck and guided me outside and up
the path to the pond and waterfall on the hill.  I could feel the wet cum
sliding down my legs the whole time I was walking up the path.  When we got
there, Dad had me kneel down at the edge of the pool with my ass in the air
and he made Uncle Dave suck the cum out of my ass.  When he was done Daddy
let me get into the water to wash off.  I felt like limp rag.

Turnabout is fair play.  Daddy sat under the waterfall, his hot nude body
and hard cock on display, much as I had done a few days before.  I felt a
bit light headed.  Daddy's cock was my lodestone.  I gravitated toward it.
I climbed up the stone stairs leading to the waterfall.  I crouched between
Daddy's legs and began to suck his cock.

I nursed on Daddy's cock for about a half hour.  I suddenly heard brush
rustling and voices. I pulled up off Daddy's cock and quickly jumped back
into the pond just as a group of three guys came up the path to the pond.
Daddy stayed right where he was, his spit slick hard cock on display.

"Oh, hey, sorry man."  One of the guys said when he saw my dad sitting
there nude.  "We didn't know the cabin was occupied.  We come up here to
swim sometimes."

The three guys looked to be in their mid twenties.  They were wearing
shorts, t-shirts, and hiking boots.  One of them was carrying one of those
camel back water pouches on his back.  They looked like military because
they had really short "high and tight" haircuts.

Daddy just sat there, naked and erect and looked the guys over.  "You can
stay and swim as long as you are willing to abide by the dress code."  He
laughed.  Dress code as in no dress at all.

The three guys laughed and began to strip.  They hadn't paid me any
attention, but they had totally been scoping out Dad's body and cock and my
gaydar was pegged on red.  They all had brown hair.  One looked Hispanic
with nice dusky dark skin.  The other two were lighter and had blue eyes.
They looked alike enough to be brothers.  They all had hard rocking bodies
and nice hard cocks.

When they were nude, they jumped into the pond.  Dad stayed where he was
and talked to them.  They were marines stationed at Camp Pendleton.  They
were on leave, just back from a tour in Afghanistan.

"Not much pussy available in those Arab countries, eh?"  Daddy said.

They just looked at each other and laughed.  "Well, sir," the Hispanic one
said, "we managed to occupy ourselves."

"I bet you did."  Daddy said as he began to stroke his cock.  He sent Uncle
Dave down to the cabin for some beer.  One of the marines went with him to
help carry the beer.  As they went down the path I saw the marine grab
Uncle Dave's ass and stroke it.

By the time Uncle Dave got back with the beer, the Hispanic marine (Jaime)
and the other one left at the pond (Shane) were kissing.  The other guy was
named Justin, and he and Shane were brothers.

Uncle Dave and Justin passed around the beer.  They had brought me a root
beer, which was kind of lame, but ok.  I could see Uncle Dave had brought a
nice big tube of lube with him.  He and Justin settled into the water and
started kissing each other.

After watching the other guys kiss for a while, Daddy motioned me to come
back to where he was still sitting under the waterfall.  I hadn't been sure
what to do with myself with these strangers there, but I was a cock slut,
and ready for anything.  I totally wasn't fucking shy about displaying my
talents and inviting some attention from these three hot guys, provided
Daddy gave them the ok.

"C'mere and suck my cock, son."  Daddy said.  I went back to what I had
been doing before we had been interrupted.  The marines were sort of
surprised.  I wasn't sure if they realized how young I was until I got out
of the water.  I knew they heard Daddy call me "son" so that cat was out of
the bag.  I didn't really care.  Not like these guys would tell anyone.
"Don't ask, don't tell" ruled out any chance they would be squealing to the
authorities about my Daddy sucking and fucking with his fourteen year old
son.

I was sucking on Daddy's cock for a few minutes when I felt a tongue begin
to rim my ass.  I looked back to see Jaime's face pressed between my ass
cheeks.  He looked up at me.  "You don't mind, do you little dude?  I think
you're hot."

I looked up at Daddy.  "My Daddy owns my ass, so you'll have to ask him."

"Right answer, boy."  Daddy laughed.  He looked at Jaime.  "The rule is,
you want to top my son, you have to bottom for me.  You want his ass, I get
yours."

Jaime looked at Daddy's cock and his eyes widened a bit, but he smiled and
nodded his head.  He reached back and stuck two fingers up his ass and
started to stretch himself.  Daddy laughed again.  He had Uncle Dave go get
the lube to get the party started.

I leaned forward and stuck my ass up in the air.  I was crouched on one of
the stone steps.  Jaime had a very talented tongue.  He tongued me for a
while and then lubed up my ass.  He stood up and stabbed his cock into my
hole. I moaned and put my head down.  After a few minutes I heard Jaime cry
out and I looked back to see Daddy was powering his big fuck tool into
Jaime's ass.

Jaime didn't have a monster cock, but what he had he sure knew how to use.
I was gasping and moaning and getting close.  "Can I come Daddy, please?"
I begged.

"Yeah, son, knock yourself out."  He said grunting as he began to stroke
his cock in and out of the hot marine's ass.

"Oh, fuck yeah."  I said, letting myself over the edge to a nice cum.  I
was surprised when I felt someone engulf my spewing cock. I looked down and
saw Justin had dove down between my legs to get himself a mouthful of boy
juice.

I felt Jaime cum inside me.  For the next two hours I was crouched there on
that stone bench as the men took turns fucking me and being fucked by my
dad.  Jaime especially seemed enamored with my ass.  He was totally fucking
into it when he found out I was only fourteen.

Eventually I couldn't take any more.  It was too uncomfortable kneeling on
a stone step. We moved the festivities into the house.  Daddy tied me up
much as he had that morning and the men pulled a train in my ass.  It was a
wonderful feeling to just lower my head to the bed and feel my ass being
fucked over and over.  There was plenty more action going on in that room,
but that's a tale for another day...


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