Date: Mon, 24 Apr 2023 15:09:34 +0000 From: Andrew Webster Subject: Uncle Roy's Cabin-1 All the usual disclaimers apply. The following story is entirely fictional and contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between a teenage boy and adult males. Read no further if you are under the age of 18 or offended by such material. Please consider donating to Nifty (https://donate.nifty.org). Let's keep this site up and running. Gay / incest / adult-youth: oral, anal, M+/t - - - - - Uncle Roy's Cabin - Part 1 I was 13 years old when this adventure began in 1965. "Fishing is a great hobby, Andy," Uncle Roy said to me one Sunday lunchtime. "Why not join me on a trip to the lakes next weekend? I'm sure your mum and dad won't mind you missing church just this once. Am I right, Tom?" "Yes. No problem," dad said. "It's good to have a hobby, and fishing is one of the best there is." "That's settled then," Roy said. "I've got lots of spare gear, so no need to buy anything in. And if you don't like fishing as a hobby, Andy, it hasn't cost you a penny." Not attending church was the real reason I was so keen to spend a weekend at the lakes with my uncle. Church was boring at the best of times, but the new reverend took that boredom to new extremes. Reverend Glenn was a man in his late forties. He was tall and thin, and very friendly outside the church gates. However, once he had you trapped in church, he just droned on and on about sin and redemption. Uncle Roy picked me up on Friday evening, around six o'clock, and headed for the lakes. On the way, he stopped to pick up Len, a 43-year-old friend of his. He hadn't mentioned that there would be someone else, but it didn't bother me. Len took a real interest in me as we chatted in the car, and he seemed just as friendly as my 40-year-old uncle. We arrived at the cabin, which was in the middle of nowhere, around eight-thirty. We unloaded the fishing gear and had a quick bite to eat. With the washing up done, I asked my uncle where I was going to sleep, because I only saw the one double bed. "We all sleep in the same bed, Andy," Roy said. "You jump in and we'll join you later." I was somewhat taken aback, but I didn't want to make a fuss. I brushed my teeth and changed into my pyjamas as the two men sat outside the cabin and drank beer. Around midnight, I woke up and found Len and Roy lying naked on either side of me. Len was pulling off my pyjama bottoms as Roy unbuttoned my top. They spoke quietly to each other as they felt me up in the dark. "What's going on?" I said drowzily, as I tried to sit up. "Lie still, Andy," Roy said. "Len wants to play with your willie for a while, and I want to play with your nipples." "You're a good-looking boy," Len said, as he gently stroked my uncut cock. "Just don't make a fuss and you'll feel real good, real soon." "That's the ticket," said John to me, as he tweaked my nipples. "Just lie back and relax, and let us do all the hard work." I began to freak out as the two men held me down and toyed with my cock and rock-hard nipples. "This isn't right," I said, as my cock became fully erect. "I don't think we should be doing this! I don't like it!" "But your cock and nipples do," Len said. "They like being caressed and squeezed by expert hands." "We're not going to hurt you, Andy," Roy said. "In fact, we're going to make you feel good all over. So, lie back and go with the flow." It was then that Roy slipped my cock into his mouth and won me over in an instant. "Wow! That feels..." I spluttered, as I took hold of Len's cock and squeezed it hard. "Oh my! That feels so..." "Your cock was made to be sucked, boy," Len said. "And your uncle is the best cock-sucker I know." I sighed as the two men made me their sex pet. I just lay there, sandwiched between them, as they kissed and caressed my weak and willing body. I then felt my arsehole being fingered by Roy. "You're gonna shoot your bolt any second now, boy," Len said. "So, don't worry about keeping your cock inside your uncle's mouth when you do. He loves the taste of schoolboy spunk." Just then, my whole body shuddered as a surge of excitement totally overwhelmed me. I just couldn't stop myself from pumping spunk into my uncle's mouth. In response, he sucked hard on my rigid stem and swallowed every last drop. "That's it, boy!" Len continued. "Let him have the lot." My body shuddered again when Len's cock, aiding and abetting by my right hand, shot its load into my uncle's face. Len then moved up to my head and invited me to lick his shiny cock-head clean. I purred like a cat and opened my mouth. "I told you not to make a fuss, boy," Len said, laughing, "and to leave it all to us." Roy licked my nipples as both men ran their hands over my flat stomach and thighs. Len cupped my ball-sac and squeezed gently. I gasped, and then moaned and groaned with pleasure. "He wants some more, Len," Roy said. "The sexy sod wants to stay up all night and wear us out." My four-inch cock tingled as the two men swapped over and sandwiched me between their naked bodies again. Len sucked my cock long and hard as Roy tweaked my nipples and fingered my arsehole. They swallowed my spunk four times that night, and covered my face with three loads of their spunk. I was totally out of it by the time the sun came up the next morning. ~ ~ ~ When I finally woke up, Len and Roy were having breakfast. "C'mon, sleepyhead, time to get going," Roy said. "Jump in the shower and get dressed. Most of the fishing gear is already out front, so chop-chop." I spotted some dry spunk on my chest and stomach, so I knew the sex-romp had actually happened the night before, and was no dream. Len and Roy didn't say a word about our midnight sex-romp, so I didn't feel embarrassed at all. We fished all day on the nearest lake, and met several other men and boys doing the same. I landed a couple of fish and was well pleased with my catch. On our return to the cabin, we cooked the fish and had a jolly good evening around an open fire, chatting about everything except sex. Roy packed me off to bed at ten o'clock, with a reminder to brush my teeth and change into my pyjamas. Meanwhile, Len and Roy sat on the front porch and drank beer. My cock stayed rock-hard as I lay in the middle of the bed, thinking about the night before. I so wanted to play with my cock, but decided not to take the risk. I did unbutton my pyjama top, and then my fly button, but did little else to pass the time. I heard the bedroom door creak open some ten to fifteen minutes later. There was moonlight coming in through a window on my right, so I could see the men enter the bedroom and step up to the double bed. They were naked and stroking their cocks, so I knew they were ultra-excited and keen to join me on the bed. My uncle slipped my pyjama bottoms down; and as he did so, I pretended to move in my sleep. This helped him get my pyjama bottoms off with ease. I then yawned and casually parted my top, just to show off my rib-cage and flat stomach in the moonlight. Len sat on the bed and took hold of my stiff cock. I smelt the beer on his breath as he leaned forward and sucked in my throbbing stem. A few seconds later, my uncle wrapped my right hand round his fully erect cock. I then felt another man take hold of my left hand and wrap it round his hard-standing cock. As I stroked both cocks, I looked beyond the bed and saw two more men enter the bedroom. "We're here to welcome you to our club, boy," said the man on my left. "You met us down by the lake today. Remember?" I nodded my head and squeezed his cock hard. "We were impressed with your good looks and trim body," he continued. "And even the boys thought that you would make an excellent addition to our club." I smiled when the bedside lamp came on. The three newcomers had long cocks, so I licked my lips and let them take my pyjama top off and stretch me out on my back. "That's it, Andy," Roy said. "Stretch out and get comfortable. I thought you'd like to meet more of my friends after last night's threesome." Len licked my shiny cock-head and caressed my ball-sac. This made me purr like a cat and open my mouth. Dave was the first to shove his cock into my "accommodating cakehole". The bed creaked under the weight of six naked bodies enjoying themselves. The disorganised and unrestrained sexual tussle went on for ages; and of course, I was loving every minute of it. The men drove me crazy with their fingers, tongues and hard-standing cocks. I just couldn't keep up with the demands on my outstretched body. My cock and nipples were rock-hard, and the men working so tirelessly on every inch of my weak and willing body seemed happy to keep them that way. I was so grateful to those five horny men. "Don't you worry, boy," Jim said. "We'll be satisfying all your needs tonight. A boy like you will never need to look elsewhere for sex, not after attending one of our marathon sessions." "Too right!" Bob added. "My two boys are always wishing the days away at home. Group sex at the lakes is the only thing they crave nowadays. They just can't get enough of it." "Yeah, Billy and Simon just love taking it up the arse," Len said. "Let's hope Andy is just as keen to bend over and take it up the arse for the team." I really liked cock-sucking, and everything else the men had introduced me to so far. However, I wasn't too sure about bending over and taking "it" up the arse for the team. Roy had fingered my arsehole the night before, so I kinda knew that "it" had something to do with cocks, and not fingers. "A fully erect cock is a lot thicker than a finger," I thought. "So, would I be able to handle an adult cock up the arse?" "Turn him over," Dave said. "Let's check out his arsehole." I gulped as the men turned me over and began squeezing my arse-cheeks. "He's got a fine looking arse," Bob said, as he clambered off the bed and stepped back to watch the show. Len, Jim and Roy were quick to join him. They all wanted to see Dave take my "virgin arsehole". A few seconds later, Dave knelt between my legs and carefully eased my arse-cheeks apart. He then ran the tip of his tongue over my anus. My entire body shook as waves of pleasure ran up and down my spine. I moaned and groaned with a new-found joy, and then found that I couldn't stop my body quivering. The man had struck gold, and I was so grateful. "Please... Please do it again," I begged. "It feels good!" My body continued to quiver uncontrollably as more waves of pleasure overwhelmed my senses. Everything in the room began to blur as I begged for more tongue. Dave kept me on the very brink of a frenzied faint, and ensured that I stayed there for a mighty long time. I was now his creature, and that meant he owned my arsehole. "He's nice and tight," Dave said, as he fingered my hole. "Let's see if I can open him up a tad and give him more pleasure." The man's finger probed my arsehole for a good 10 minutes. I continued to beg for more as he slowly broaden my horizons. He then wiped me out completely when he pushed a second finger into my throbbing hole. "Don't stop!" I yelled. "No need to fret, boy," Dave said. "I'm just putting some Vaseline into your tunnel of love." "Do hurry up," I stuttered. It was then that something small, black and rubbery-looking appeared before my eyes. "This is a dildo, Andy," Roy said. "It goes into an arsehole and gets it ready to take cock. Dave will insert it into your arsehole soon." "It will hurt at first," Dave said, "but you'll be able to cope. Just grit your teeth and think about all the club members you'll be helping out. There's a lot of members, and associated members, in our fishing club. The five of us are just the lucky vanguard". My whole body stiffened as the Vaseline-covered dildo entered my "tunnel of love". It pushed past my anal-ring and made my eyes water. The pain was very real, but my passion for this kind of sex kept me from freaking out and taking flight. "It hurts, Dave," I said through gritted teeth. "It hurts!" "See! I told you it would," Dave said. "I'm never wrong when it comes to these boy-meets-dildo moments." I moaned and groaned for quite a long time. Dave and the others seemed to enjoy my grunting and groaning as 'Black Bob' stretched my anal-ring. They clearly liked to hear me suffering, especially when the dildo was turned in a clockwise direction, and then back in an anti-clockwise direction. "He's taking it well," Jim said. "Let's grease him up some more and put the dildo to work." "No, no, no," Dave said. "I don't want to be fuckin' the Blackwall Tunnel tonight." I gulped when the dildo was carefully removed and replaced by Dave's enormous cock-head. "Push back when he pushes forward, Andy," Roy said. "That'll help a bit." Two of the men were now holding my head and shoulders down. I shouted out something garbled and vaguely religious. "What's he going on about?" Dave asked, as he pushed his cock deeper into my arsehole. "Something to do with sin, I think," Len said." "That'll be the new reverend at his church," Roy said, "filling his head with religious nonsense." "Well! As a non-believer," Dave said, "I'll just stick to filling his arsehole with spunk." The men laughed as Dave began to slowly fuck me. "Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!" I yelled, as tears rolled down my cheeks. "Take it out! Take it out!" "No can do, sinner," Dave said. "There's no going back now. Your arse belongs to us now, boy." "Give him some amyl nitrite, Roy," Len said. "That'll help him cope." After inhaling three or four sniffs from a small brown bottle, I felt a lot better; and kinda welcomed being fucked by Dave's large cock. I quickly pushed back as Dave pushed forward, so I was coping quite well. "That's it, Andy," Roy said. "Let the nice man fuck your arse. You look so cute and submissive, all spread out like that. I can't wait to fuck you next." "When my turn comes," Len said, "I'll want him lying on his back, with his legs up in the air." "Yes, me to," Jim said. "No," Bob said. "He's got to be down on his hands and knees. That's my favourite position." More amyl nitrite was waved under my nose as the men continued to promote their favourite arse-fucking positions. Meanwhile, I was being asked to accommodate the best, and second best, positions. Come the morning, I had been fucked in seven or eight different positions, and liked them all. ~ ~ ~ "Morning, bandy legs," Len laughed, as I slowly stepped out of the shower. "I didn't think you'd be able to get out of bed this morning. Why not stay in the cabin today and give your arse a rest?" "No, I'm fine," I replied. "I just need to walk around a bit and sit down from time to time." "We'll be going home today," he said. "So, if you want to bend over the rail outside and say goodbye to anybody? I'll..." "No!" I interrupted. "Last night was enough for me. I just need to walk around a bit and sit down from time to time." Len laughed as he whacked me playfully across the arse.