Date: Sun, 19 Feb 2023 14:09:26 +0000 From: Kevin Marlow Subject: My Visit To Uncle Roy's Farm All the usual disclaimers apply. The following story is entirely fictional and contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between adult males and teenage boys. READ NO FURTHER if you are under the age of eighteen or offended by such material. Please donate to Nifty (https://donate.nifty.org). It's the only way to keep this site up and running. Gay - Adult-Youth: M+/t+, oral, anal - - - - - My Visit To Uncle Roy's Farm When I was 13 years old, I visited my uncle's farm during the school holidays. Uncle Roy was a tall, stocky man in his late 40s. Paul, my uncle's friend, was also a tall, stocky man, and helped around the farm during the week. He also spent the weekends at the farm and was in his early 40s. I was quite innocent at the time, so Uncle Roy and Paul decided to change all that after my first night at the farm, when they introduced me to the pleasures of jacking off and cock-sucking. Paul told me that I had a great looking arse, and called it a "bubble-butt." On that first night, Paul and I shared a double bed. I remember he entered the bedroom totally naked and slipped quickly under the bed covers. I was facing the wall with my back to him, and woke up when he placed his arm over my waist and pulled me close to his naked body. His hand slowly slipped down, inside the front of my PJ's, and played with my little cock and ball-sac. My cock got rock-hard, so I didn't make any kind of fuss. "It's okay, Kevin," he whispered in my ear. "I've been perving over your body all day. It's now time to make you my sex-pet. You'll soon see how good it feels, and soon you'll be begging for my cock all the time." He rolled me over, pulled the string on my PJ's and released my stiff cock. He then went down on me and sucked my cock until I shot my load into his mouth. He continued to suck on my cock until I had climaxed into his mouth two more times. And just when I thought it was all over for the night, Uncle Roy came into the bedroom and joined us. I was fascinated by the size of their uncut cocks. Both men had stems that looked like they were seven- to eight-inches long. And both cocks were ultra-thick, with large, purple cock-heads. Uncle Roy decided to show me how men fuck. He mounting Paul doggie-style and fucking him like a "bitch." When he pulled his cock out of Paul's arsehole, he shot his spunk all over Paul's arse-cheeks, before rubbing it in with his hands. Both men were spent after that explicit demonstration, so the three of us went to sleep. There was a lot more jacking off and cock-sucking the next day, and I began to think about the prospect of being fucked by my uncle and his horny friend. "We're gonna have a nice chicken sandwich with this one today," Paul said to my uncle the next day. "Kevin looks real tasty in the nude." As soon as we were all stark-bollock-naked, my uncle produced a bottle of lubricant from the sideboard. The two men then debated as to where they were going to fuck me. They agreed that the best place was right there, in the living-room. They switched on the TV and turned the Long John coffee table to face it. It was Paul's idea to put a porno disc on the DVD player, so that I could watch men sucking and fucking boys on the TV, as my arsehole was being broken in. Uncle Roy greased up my arsehole with his sticky fingers. He then made sure that his own cock was well lubricated before he placed his hands on my hips and drove his cock into my arsehole. There was no attempt to be gentle - he just impaled me with his rigid stem. The pain was so intense that I opened my mouth but couldn't make a sound. Salty tears ran down my cheeks as he clung onto my hips and ensured that every drop of spunk hit its mark. Paul's cock was every bit as large as my uncle's. My sphincter was still stretched to accommodate the girth of my uncle's cock, so Paul's stem entered my hole quite smoothly. However, that didn't lessen the pain as he fucked my brains out. I begged and pleaded for him to pull it out, but he just ignored me. He fucked me for a very long time. I didn't really get to enjoy the porn on the TV, but I did manage to catch a few glimpses. There was a chubby man, with a cock almost a foot long, who was able to bend over and suck his own cock-head. There was another man, with an unusually long foreskin, who was able to place it over the end of a boy's cock-head and jack him off with it. However, the scene that really caught my interest was when the chubby man fucked the arse of a boy that really enjoyed it. Uncle Roy and Paul fucked me repeatedly for two whole days; then, on Sunday afternoon, they put me in a hot bath and got my arsehole back to normal - they didn't want my unusual gate to tip off my parents that I had been well and truly fucked. ~ ~ ~ After that holiday, I cannot remember how many weekends I spent with Uncle Roy and Paul. I certainly liked being humped by both men in what they called a "chicken sandwich." Over those weekends, I began to suspect that I was not the only beneficiary of my uncle's hard-standing cock. So, when I confronted Paul about my suspicions, he confessed that they had a few boys on tap, and that one boy came complete with his father. He then promised to invite me along when the father and son were visiting, so that I could join them for an ultra-long "fuck-fest." For several days I jacked off nightly, in anticipation of meeting the father a son combo. And true to his word, Paul called my parents and obtained their permission for an unscheduled visit to the farm, to help pull down an old shed and put up a new one. When I arrived, there was a new Ford parked outside my uncle's house. My cock sprang to attention as I walked up the path and knocked on the front door. Uncle Roy introduced me to George, a handsome man in his late 30s, and Gavin, a cute 12-year-old blond. We were all stark-bollock-naked within minutes, with the three men encouraging their two "bum-boys" to suck cock in a 69-position. At one point, Gavin and I were told to relax and get ready to take a man-size cock up the arse. Later, George took me upstairs to show me "the sights," while Uncle Roy and Paul introduce Gavin to the Long John coffee table again. When it was all over, George squeezed my arse-cheeks and said that he wanted to see me again. ~ ~ ~ The next time I saw George, he was surrounded by a dozen naked men in Uncle Roy's barn. "Now listen up," Uncle Roy said to the gathering. "Kevin's been fucked a few times, but he's not been gang-banged. So, when he says 'Uncle!' you must back off and give him some air." "Okey-dokey," Paul said. "I've padded out the wooden sawhorse with cushions, Kevin," Uncle Roy said. "So bend over and show us your sexy arse." A cheer went up as the gathering closed in around me. I liked all the arse-squeezing attention, but I knew it was going to be a pretty long and rough session. "Don't shout out the safe word too soon, Kevin," Uncle Roy continued. "Try to stick it out for as long as possible." "Okay," I said. "Wish me luck." The afternoon session lasted a good three hours, and the men didn't pull any punches, especially the man they called "Dave the Drill." He fucked me three times that afternoon. I only called out "Uncle!" once, and needed to drink a whole bottle of orangeade to recover. The wear and tear on my arsehole was quite considerable. I was on sick leave for a week, and Gavin had to take my place the following Saturday. ~ ~ ~ A month or so later, the barn was almost pitch black when I stepped inside. I was completely naked, except for a dog collar around my neck - a leather leash attached to the collar allowed Dave to lead me around the barn in the dark. The stone flooring was ice-cold under foot; but even so, my cock was semi-erect and my arsehole was twitching with anticipation. "It's bloody cold in here, Dave," I said. "I'll catch my death!" "You'll soon warm up when the fucking starts," Dave said. "So, stop complaining." Suddenly, an involuntary shuddered ran through my entire body. I swore under my breath as Dave tugged on the leash. It was then that the heating came on and saved the day. "The heating's on for your fan base, boy," Dave said. "They're here to fuck you good and hard, so stop shivering and get with the programme!" As I walked behind Dave, I felt hands caressing my arse-cheeks and tweaking my nipples. I then felt a greasy finger enter my arsehole. "Stop fingering his arsehole, Stu," said someone on my right. "It needs to be tight for the competition." "Ah yes, the competition," I thought. "Why did I ever agree to enter the competition? Nick was bound to win, so why did I put my name down for the Bum-Boy Stakes?" My senses sharpened as a spotlight came on and lit up the centre of the barn. I was led towards a low, wooden stage. The barn quickly filled with the sounds of approval from the men around me. "Step up, boy," Dave ordered. "Let's see you on the stage." I then felt a large dildo being pushed up my pre-greased arsehole. The man doing the pushing was keen to get a good reaction from the audience - there was no care taken, just harsh pushing. I groaned as the entire length entered my weak and willing body. "Awesome!" shouted an audience member. "What a glorious sight! Get him to give us a twirl in slow motion." I heard some clapping as I shuffled around on the spot. I was then lifted into a sling and firmly secured to the supporting chains. "Tie off that leash, Doug," Dave said. "Get it out of the way." The audience cheered when I groaned with pleasure - the dildo inside me had shifted when Doug and Dave checked out my bonds. "Boy number one is now ready to be judged," Doug said, as he held an open bottle of vapour under my nose. The effects of the vapour were immediate. My cock became rock-hard in an instant, and my arse-lips pulsed hard against the rubber dildo. I was now ready for anything. I turned my head and saw that I was surrounded by some two dozen men. The makeshift stage gave them a great view of my naked and restrained body. Another involuntary shuddered ran through my body as the first judge stepped into view, between my open legs. "Come to order, gents," Doug said. "Remember, anyone can fuck the boy after the judges have made their decision. But please note, there are three more boys in the competition, so don't all pile in at once. If you like the look of a boy's arse, then step up and get in line." Of course, every boy in the competition was fucked by every man in the barn. The three judges gave me a seven out of ten; and of course, Nick won first prize with a nine out of ten. To cope with demand, all four competitors were placed in the sling twice. I ended up taking six loads of spunk by the end of the session. I truly loved the feeling of having a thick cock inside me. I sighed and cooed whenever a cock entered my rectum and took me for a long, hard ride. I also loved being fucked by a bunch of hard-standing cocks in rotation. "In. Out. Shake him all about," was the phrase I liked the best. I lay in the sling, repeating the phrase over and over as the men power-fucked my battered hole.