Date: Fri, 31 May 2019 12:18:54 +0000 (UTC)
From: fmhar1969@aol.com
Subject: Neighborhood Slut, Chapter 3

Archive "Neighborhood Slut, Chapter 3" {Rob} Authoritarian (MM oral anal piss)

Here is the third chapter of my latest story. I hope you like it and it
gets your motor running. I am still trying to get into a mental state to
try to go back to and continue with "The Fireman's Son" and "Born to
Serve." The loss of all my notes and outlines for upcoming chapters has
been devastating. Starting and writing this new story has allowed me to
"keep my hand in" rather than just sitting around and feeling sorry for
Steve who isn't getting cock anymore and Kevin who isn't learning to be a
good sub!

Update: I have gotten back into "TFS" and "BTS". Nifty has just posted
chapter 55 of "TFS" and I'm working on the next chapter of "BTS" (finished
part of the morning of the 2nd day of camp, working on the rest of the
dat. Cheers, Rob at fmhar1969@aol.com

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Neighborhood Slut, Chapter 3

I heard the front door close and thought John would come back. After a
while I heard a television turn on close by and still no John! I could hear
what sounded like the network news. I couldn't tell whether it was David
Muir or Jeff Glor, both of whom I thought were sexy men, although ABC seems
to have more sexy reporters. After what seemed like forever, John came in
drinking a beer. He was naked and his big cock was semi-hard and swinging
over his balls between his thighs as he walked.

"Did you think I'd forgotten you, slut? He asked as he walked over and
grabbed his cock and rubbed it over my face. He was leaking pre-cum, and my
face was soon covered with his cock-slime. "I need to piss again. Open up
and get ready to drink!" he ordered. As I opened my mouth, he pushed the
head and a couple of inches in and ordered, "Close those fag lips tight
around the shaft and don't lose a drop!"  I felt the first of his piss flow
onto my tongue, then it became a torrent of hot, tasty fluid that filled my
mouth and ran down my throat. "Drink, pussy! Drink down that man piss! I've
got a full bladder saved up for you. I've had four brews since the guys
left. I know you love my piss! Ha! You love any man's piss, don't you, you
queer piss drinker!" By the time the torrent had subsided into the gentle
flow of his last dribbles, John's big cock was at full staff and was
pressing down into my throat.

"Shit! I was going to fuck your ass, but now I've got my cock down your
cocksucking throat, I may as well fuck it!" he said as he grabbed my head
and began to fuck in and out of my mouth-pussy. As he forcefully fucked, he
said, "We've really got that pussy trained and opened up! You're going to
be able to take care of any cock we bring you! What about that ass-pussy?"

He reached over and picked up the biggest dildo from the counter beside us
and, bending over my back, began the press its big knob against my greasy
ass pucker that was still well-lubed by my previous fuckers' cum. "Ungh!" I
moaned around the huge man-rammer fucking my mouth and throat as I felt the
head of the big latex cock pop through my sphincter and into my
rectum. "Unngggh!" I groaned again as my fucker turned and wiggled the big
knob inside my hole.

"Oh yeah! Still nice and tight, but hungry for whatever a man gives you,"
he said as he slowly pressed the thick, long log deeper and deeper into my
bowels, or as he called it, my ass-pussy, while forcefully fucking my
throat. "There! You've got all eight inches!" he said as he pumped slightly
while rotating the porn star cock deep inside my guts.

I moaned and gurgled around the fuck-stick that was pumping another big
load down into my already full belly while he continued to ravage my rear
hole. His balls emptied, he roughly pulled out of my mouth. "You can clean
me later, after I fuck this hole," he said as he walked around behind me
and pulled the dildo out until my sphincter was the only thing holding it
in and then plunging it all the way back in. In and out the thick rammer
went down to its full length and then back to the tight entrance to my hole
again.  "I'm getting hard again! That Viagra really works! I've never used
it before. One fuck at a time, once a week is all the wife gives me. The
rest are hand jobs. I won't need any five-finger jobs any more now that I
know you're just across the street.  Yeah, faggot, I'm going to be using
one of your holes just about every day, every week from now on!"  he said
as he pulled the rubber cock out of my ass, tossed it aside and rammed his
own thick nine inches in. "Got another inch or so for you and some more
thickness, slut. You'll like that, won't you?"

"Oh god yes! Fuck me with that big thing. Ram it in me and fuck me good!
Fuck me hard! I've been wanting your big cock in my ass-pussy ever since
you showed it to me today. Oh shit! Fuck! Fuck! Oh god, fuck me with that
big meat! Ohhh yesss! Fuck me! You're fucking the cum out of me. I'm
cumming! Oh fuckkkk!"

"I'm right with you slut. This tight ass of yours is pulling it out of me!
I knew this ass would be good! I been wantin' it all afternoon!" John
yelled as he rammed his big cock all the way in me. I could feel it pumping
another load of his hot cum deep up inside my bowels, not down my
throat. Then I felt the weight of his muscular body drop onto mine as we
both panted out our orgasms.

"Please, sir. Your body is crushing me into this bench. Please let me up."

John stood up then knelt down and said, "Let me unfasten these cuffs."
Releasing my hands and feet, he pulled me up off form. "Let's go in the
kitchen. I've ordered a pizza," he said as he pulled on his shorts. I
looked around for my clothes. "You won't need those. You stay naked as long
as you're here. We walked into the big family room-kitchen. He pointed to a
door and said, "You can clean up in there. Use the shower and clean
yourself out. There's one of the wife's douches on the counter."

I went into the bathroom and took a quick shower, using the douche to clean
all the cum out of my pussy. When I came out, John had put on a short robe
and was sitting on a recliner with a couple of beers on the table beside
him. "Come sit beside me," he said pointing at the floor. I sat down at his
feet, and he handed me a beer. "The pizza will be here in a little
while. Drink up."

We sat in silence and we drank our beers. He turned his up and handed me
the bottle. "Get me another one. They're in the fridge." I did as he
ordered and sat back down on the floor. After a short time, he pulled up a
leg of his shorts exposing his half-hard cock. "Suck my cock. I don't want
to come. Just suck on it easy-like." I got on my knees, bent my head down
and gently took the head of his cock in my mouth. I pushed the long
foreskin back with my lips and started sucking on the glans, caressing it
with my wet tongue. "Oh yeah. That's the way. You're a good
cock-sucker. Make love to that big cock.  You really know how to take care
of a man's cock," he sighed. I felt him begin to get harder. "Remember, I
don't want to come. Just keep making me feel good."

After about ten or fifteen minutes, I heard the front door open. "Uncle
John, you in the back?"

"Yeah. Come on in." I raised my head up slightly, but John pushed it back
down. "Just keep sucking," John told me. "It's just my nephew Paul with the
pizza."

I managed to raise my eyes while continuing to suck and saw a tall
dark-haired teenager, probably eighteen or nineteen, dressed in a school
baseball uniform complete with cap, but without shoes. He'd evidently taken
his cleats off at the door. In his big hands was a large pizza box. "What
the fuck, Uncle John? You got a guy sucking on your cock!"

"You telling me you never had anyone sucking on your cock?"

"A few girls, yeah. But a guy?"

"You never had a guy suck your cock? A teammate who looked too long in the
showers or locker room? A classmate who looked just a little hungry when he
looked at your crotch bulge? A younger or smaller guy who hung around you
jocks all the time?  A new recruit you and your stud buddies "initiated"
when he joined the team?"

"Yeah, I guess I've had a couple...a few guys go down on me...me and my
buds, Sam, Pete and Isaac, but you, Uncle John?"

"Why not me. Your aunt and the kids are gone for the weekend. This is my
neighbor who I just found out likes to suck cock. In fact, he's a cock slut
and likes to get cock anyway he can, in his mouth or in his ass."

"In his ass? He likes to take it up the ass? I've heard of girls that will
let you fuck their ass instead of their pussy."

"You ever fuck a girl in the ass?"

"Naw! I tried once with one of the sluts at school that lets any jock fuck
her, but she said I was too big."

During all this exchange, I was staring, while continuing to suck gently on
John's now completely hard cock, at his nephew's crotch. I knew baseball
players wore a plastic cup in their jock straps for protection, but even
taking that into consideration, I figured he must have a really big cock,
maybe as big as his uncle's, or maybe Bill's from next door.

"Put the pizza on the counter and strip out of your uniform," John said as
he pushed me off him and stood up. His hard cock was pushing out from under
his short's leg. He pulled the fabric up and the thick rod popped straight
out from his crotch. "We'll see how big you are. I've fucked him at both
ends this afternoon, along with some of the other neighbors. He's taken us
all and loves getting fucked by big cocks."

He pushed his shorts down and kicked them away as he sat on a stool at the
island counter, indicating for me to sit. He opened the pizza box and took
out a slice.  Pointing to the counter along the wall, he told me to get
some paper towels.  I got up and walked past Paul with my cock waving in
front of me. He didn't give it a glance. He had tossed his cap onto the
counter, releasing his mop of curly dark hair and was opening his shirt. As
he pulled it open and back toward his shoulders, his broad, muscular chest
with its small patch of dark hair in the middle was fully revealed. By the
time I got a handful of paper towels and turned to walk back his way, he
was unfastening his pants. As he dropped them, I saw the trail of dark
hairs that ran down from his navel to disappear into the waistband of his
jock. I imagined my tongue licking that tantalizing treasure trail. I
noticed that John was closely watching Paul as he undressed.

I handed John the towels and reached toward the pizza. He gave me a nod and
I picked up a slice. John and I continued to look intently at Paul removing
his socks as we ate the savory pie. It was pretty obvious that the teenaged
stud was by now fully aware of our eyes on him. He played with the tight
elastic waistband, running his fingers around to the back, coming back to
the front and popping it before pulling it slightly away from his body. He
looked down and pushed his right hand under the strap and pulled out the
plastic cup with its holes for circulation. How I wished he would hand it
to me so I could wash out the inside with my tongue! But he tossed it onto
the counter with a tight little smirk directed my way.

`This boy-man knows what he's doing. He's not as innocent as he was making
out to his uncle,' I thought.  The bulge in the strap's pouch was almost as
big as it had been before the removal of the cup. `His junk must have been
really crammed in there.'

We watched as his hand went back into the pouch, and he moved his stuff
around, giving it room to breathe and fondling the big balls and pulling up
on the big cock that was clearly outlined under the mesh fabric until the
head was poking out from under the elastic band. Again, he directed the
little smirk at me. After one final grope, he grabbed the waistband and
pushed the strap down and kicked it away. His cock was huge! At least three
or four inches longer than his uncle's! And thick! I didn't think I would
be able to wrap my fingers around it, let alone my mouth.

"My god! What did my sister mate with? A donkey?"

"My Pops is pretty big! I've seen him changing at the pool. And look at
you, Uncle John! You're no slouch in the cock department!" the stud before
us said with a big grin.  "And now that I've shown you what I got and I can
see how you're hung, can I have some of this pizza?" the by now hard-dicked
teen stud said with a laugh.

"Fuck yeah! Chow down! You're going to need all your energy for what's
coming up." Looking at me, he said, "Get us all some beer." As I went to
carry out his order, I heard him say to his nephew, "That slut's going to
take that donkey-dick of yours in both his holes as many times as you can
give it to him tonight."

"Fuck, Uncle, I'm really horny!" Stroking his enormous hardon, he
continued, "Coach won't let us have sex of any kind for a week before a
game!"

"That's a little hard," John said.

"He says sex drains too much energy and being horny makes us more
aggressive."

"So, did you horny guys win?"

"Hell yeah! We trounced `em! We've won all our games so far, so I guess
Coach is right. If you hadn't called, I'd be out looking for pussy
tonight."

"Well, I can promise you, you're going to get all the pussy you want
tonight. This pussy-slut can't get enough hard cock down her throat and up
her ass. She's going to drain your balls and mine dry. She's already taken
three loads of mine and I don't remember how many from three other guys who
were here earlier, down her throat and up her ass."

Uncle and nephew had both gone semi-soft as they talked and ate. I just sat
and listened, getting more and more excited thinking about what the two men
were going to do to me. My imaginings were broken into by, "More beer,
slut."  I got up and got more beer.

"Fuck! I'm gonna have to go piss before I drink more beer," Paul said
running his big hand across his cock.

"No need! Slut, get down on your knees and take care of my nephew. Give him
the same respect you give me. Show him what a handy urinal you are!" John
ordered. I immediately got off the stool and knelt between Paul's spread
thighs. The head of his huge cock was so low, I had to bend down to take it
in my mouth.

"Fuck, Uncle! He's gonna drink my piss?"

"Shit yeah! He loves to drink a man's piss. No spilling, slut! If you spill
it, you lick it off the floor and get your butt beat!"

I could tell as Paul relaxed. Seconds later my mouth was full of his tasty,
acrid Jock piss, and I was swallowing as fast as I could to keep from
losing a drop, not only for fear of John's threat to beat my ass but
because I wanted all of this sexy teen-aged stud's hot piss in my belly.

"Wow! I never knew pissing in a guy's mouth felt so good!"

"Not a guy, a cock-sucking, ass-licking, piss-drinking fag urinal," John
corrected his nephew. "You and I are the guys here, the men. And as soon as
you've emptied your bladder, I'm going to use his toilet-mouth."

As Paul's stream slowed to a bare trickle, I sucked harder and took more of
the huge cock into my mouth intent on getting every drop out of the thick
hose. Satisfied that he had emptied his bladder, the teen-aged jock pulled
his cock out of my mouth and pushed me away with one of his bare feet. I
reached down and pulled it up to my face and licked with the flat of my
tongue along the calloused sole.

"Fuck, the fag's licking my foot! Get over and take care of my uncle,
pervert!" he said as he pulled his foot out of my hands and shoved me again
towards John.

"Yeah, he'll get down and worship your feet. I'll have him suck your toes
clean as soon as he takes my piss."

I kneed my way over to John. Placing my hands on his hairy thighs I bent
down to take his partially soft cock in my mouth. "Yeah! That's a good
boy. You know your place is on the floor between a man's legs with his cock
in your mouth. Here it comes! Ohhh yeeeaaah! Drink down that hot piss! Suck
it down, fag! Feels good, emptying my bladder down a fag's throat. Look at
him, Paul, sucking on my cock like a calf on its mother's teat. Oh yeah! So
good! Nothing like a queer's warm mouth sucking your piss or cum down his
throat."

"How did you know about this, Uncle John? When did you learn about fags and
how good they could make you feel?"

"The girls wouldn't put out back when I was your age, would barely let you
touch their tits. Between their legs was no-man's land. I found out, just
like you, that a cock-sucker would take care of me and my big dick. But I
had an older buddy who helped me a lot learning how to use them. When I
learned about this old queer across the alley from me, I decided it was
time I helped you. You've had a few blowjobs. I'm going to show you
everything you can get from a queer, beginning right now. Good job, queer!
The bladder's empty for now. Get over and worship Paul's feet. Worship at
the feet of a real man, a jock baseball player."

I crawled over to kneel above the teen stud's bare feet. I bent down and
kissed each of them, one at a time. Since he came over in his uniform, I
knew he hadn't showered after the game. The musky aroma of unwashed feet
that wafted up into my nostrils was intoxicating.  I put out my tongue and
began to lap over the top of his beautiful athlete's feet up to the ankles,
then down and under. He let me lift each foot and wash the soles with my
tongue before I began to suck on his toes, washing each of them with my
tongue one at a time. I extended my soft, wet licker down between each toe,
cleaning out and tasting the tangy residue of his sweat that had built up
inside his funky well-worn athletic shoes. Once he accepted my
ministrations, he relaxed and moaned constantly. "Oh fuck, Uncle John, I
never imagined what it would feel like to have my feet bathed by a soft
tongue."

"There are lots of things you could never imagine that this slut is going
to show you this evening," John said as he stood up and shrugged off the
robe he had been wearing. As he stood before his nephew, the young man
gazed admiringly at the older man, the admiring gaze of a still-teenager
looking at a mature, very sexy man, the sort of man he wanted to grow
into. "Let's move to the sofa. It'll be more comfortable there. Get us more
beer, fag!"

I got up off my knees and went to the fridge and got three beers. I knew by
now that John would allow me to drink with them. I was not a slave, just a
subservient fag to be used.  I handed John and Paul their beers. John
spread his legs apart and nodded. I sat on the floor between his feet while
the two men talked about the afternoon's baseball game, and John told his
nephew about how I had been used by Roger, his dad, Bill and himself.

"Shit! You all fucked his mouth and his ass!" the teen jock exclaimed in
disbelief.

"I fucked a couple of loads down his throat, but I saved the ass-fucking
`til you were here. We're going to fuck him together. I'm going to fuck is
ass while you take his mouth. Then you're going to have your first ass-fuck
while he cleans me off. Maybe we'll both fuck him together."

"You mean both of us fuck him at the same time?"

"Yeah, that'd be hot! Uncle and nephew filling his fag ass with our big
dicks! Hey fag, you took Bill's donkey-dick, think you can take both of us
at the same time?"

"If that's what you want, sir."

"See! He's ours to use, any way we want.  His only desire is to serve us
and other men," John said as he upended his beer. "He's not a man. He's a
sub-man. He knows he doesn't deserve our cocks, but he wants them more than
anything.  And he'll do anything for our cocks and any real man's
cock. Whatever we want to put to him, he's ready to take. Isn't that so,
slut?"

"Yes, sir, however you want to use me. A cock in my mouth, the other one in
my ass. Two cocks up my ass. Piss in my mouth. Piss in my ass. Drown me in
your cum and piss. I'm yours. I'm your cock-slut. Yours and anybody else
you tell me."

"You've already got four masters and Paul is going to be your fifth. Are
you going to want more?"

"I want as many as you want me to have, sir."

"Get Paul and me another beer, and when you come back get down between my
nephew's legs."

I brought back two beers. I knew I didn't get one this time. I dropped to
the floor between Paul's spread legs. I ran my hands up his muscled calves
and onto his big thighs. His legs weren't as heavily haired as his uncle's,
but were lightly furred with dark hair. The hair above and around his cock
was thick and curly. It spread into his crotch and became lighter as it
spread down the inside of his muscular thighs.  The musky aroma that
emanated from his crotch made my hardon grow stiffer than I thought
possible.

The big cock I had tasted as it lay in my mouth and released its flow of
piss was partially tumid as it rested on his hairy scrotum, which held it
up from the sofa cushion. I could see the big vessel running down the top
pumping blood into the hardening shaft and the clear pre-cum oozing out the
slit in the head. He was cut, and unlike his uncle's torpedo-shaped glans,
his big knob was shaped like a wide-flanged mushroom. My mouth watered to
taste it again, to suck it into my mouth, but I knew I couldn't until I was
ordered to do so.

"Look at that big cock!" John ordered. "You want that cock, don't you?  You
want to suck that teen-aged jock's cock and make it cum, make it drown you
with its teen load. He's nineteen! Look at that big ball-sac. Look how big
those balls are. Imagine how much cum is stored in them. He hasn't cum in a
week. He's going to fill you with his load! Not once, twice? Probably more
than that. Can you imagine how much cum a nineteen-year-old jock can shoot,
how many times? Feel those big balls!"

I reached up and cupped my hands around the young man's scrotum, caressing
its base with my fingers. The light hair covering it tickled my palms.  I
could see and feel the big testicles that were encased in the fleshy
sack. I looked up at the handsome high school athlete. His head was thrown
back resting on the cushion that was supporting his outspread arms. His
eyes were closed and he softly moaned as I gently caressed his "family
jewels."

His beautiful body was completely open to my gaze. It was like a Greek or
Roman statue of a sleeping faun or Ganymede, the cup-bearer to the
gods. His pale skin, the dark pubic bush thinning and becoming the light
dusting of dark hair that ran up his hard-muscled abdomen to spread into
the small patch in the middle of his muscular chest, the dark hair that
filled his armpits. How I wanted to press my face into those damp hollows
to snuffle up the scent of this still-boy and lap up his sweet sweat with
my tongue.

I glanced over at John. He was staring down at me and grinning as he
stroked his big hardon and watched my facial expression as I worshiped his
nephew with my lust-filled eyes. "You want to eat him up, don't you, slut?
When's the last time you've seen a young beautiful body like that laid out
in front of you? You want to bathe every inch of his body with your tongue,
don't you, bitch? You want to bury your face in his armpits and suck out
his sweat, clean them out with your lips and tongue? Yeah, I can tell!
Right now, I want to see you get up in his crotch and make love to his teen
balls. Take that hairy sack in your mouth and make love to it, kiss and
caress it with your lips and tongue. If you do a good job, I'll let you
suck his big cock and eat out his ass before I show him how to fuck a fag's
cunt.

I buried my face in the young jock's sweaty crotch. I took the thick base
of his cock and pushed it up out of my way. With the other hand I gently
raised up his softly-haired scrotum and opened my mouth wide to take one of
his big balls in to lave it with my tongue and suck it gently. Moving over
to the other one, I tried to take it in. They were too big! I couldn't get
them both in my mouth. Paul was moaning over me.

I felt his hands at the back of my head. My hand was stretched open so my
fingers no longer reached around his massive member. It was now a
fully-hard cock. It felt like a steel bar pressed up in my hair. "Oh yeah,
bitch! Wrap those pussy lips around my nuts and make love to them. Feel my
hard cock. I'm gonna fuck your tight pussy with that big fucker! I'm gonna
fuck you like you've never been fucked before. None of the guys on the team
have a cock as big as mine.  It's gonna stretch your slutty pussy so the
rest of guys aren't gonna want it anymore.  You're gonna be crawling back
to me every day begging to get fucked by my big cock."

`Is he imagining it's one of the slutty cheerleaders at his school sucking
his balls?' I thought to myself. In my own imagination I became a high
school cheerleader making love to the jock baseball star, getting him ready
to fuck my juicy cunt, a cunt that had had dozens of cocks in it, but none
as big as this one.

I felt John's hand on my shoulder as he urged me up. "Time for your
reward. Time to suck my nephew's big cock.  Make him shoot his first load
down your hungry hole, cocksucker!" As I rose up still holding onto the
thick trunk, I found myself staring directly at the tip of the teenager's
big glans, the lips of the meatus pumping out copious amounts of cock-snot
that ran down the shaft of the huge, hard cock over my hand into the mass
of hair that surrounded its base. I opened my hand and lowered my head into
the thicket of dark hair to lick and suck all the tasty goo I could get
into my mouth before I began the lick up and around the thick pole until I
reached the top and was able to take the entire mushroom-shaped knob in.

With my stretched lips locked around under the thick rim, I slurped all
around the dome of smooth skin until the tip of my tongue found the
burbling slit and fucked down into it. I sucked and drank down all the
sweet-tasting pre-cum as it pumped out of the horny teenager's hard cock.
All the time I was making love to the head of the delicious cock with my
lips, I was gently pumping up and down on the lower three or four inches.

"Fuck, Uncle! Tell him to go down on me! I need to fuck! I'm gonna cum in
his mouth any minute! I got to fuck!" the teen-aged jock yelled in
frustration.

"Just be patient! Hold off! You can do it! You've held off all week! You
can wait a few seconds more!" John said soothingly as he rubbed his big
hand across his nephew's chest and down his tensed-up abs. "Time to quit
teasing, slut. Get down on that hard cock and get my boy off," he ordered.

I immediately began slowly working my way down the hard, teen cock, taking
an inch or so at a time. I continued stroking on the thick base. In
between, as I rested and allowed my mouth to adjust to the increased
circumference, I sucked and licked up and down the bottom side of the hard
pole, paying special attention to the prominent tube with little
side-to-side tongue kisses.  I soon felt the soft roundness of the head
nudging at the back of my mouth.

`Just relax! I took everyone's big cock down my throat. Yeah, it is true
Bill pulled his out before it went in, but I could have taken it. This
boy's is just as big, but I know I can relax my throat and let it in. Once
it gets in just swallow and it will go down. This kid is inexperienced. He
doesn't know about breathing. I'll just have to push him out if
necessary. John will see that he pulls back for me to get a breath,' I
thought as I felt the pressure increase on my epiglottis.

"I've hit the back of his mouth," Uncle John. "Is this all he's gonna
take?"

"No. He's going to take it all. You just have to go slow. Pull out enough
to let him take a breath when you feel him start to gag. He'll breathe and
then you'll push more of your cock in. Each time he needs to breathe, and
you pull out and push back in, you go deeper. He'll breathe through his
nose each time you pull out. Soon the two of you will be in sync and you
can fuck him all the way in. He's on top, so he can control how deep he
will let you go."

Paul followed his uncle's instructions and soon was pumping up and down
into my throat. He was a fast learner! When I went down, he pumped up. In
only minutes, every time I went down, my face was pressed against his hard
jock belly. He was moaning as we fucked. "Fuck! Fuck! This is the best,
Uncle John! This is the best blowjob I've ever gotten! This slut of yours
is better than any girl I've ever had! If his ass is this good, it'll be
the best fuck I've ever had!"

"I told you. Has your Uncle John ever led you wrong? Get down on that big
cock, slut! Make this special for my nephew. Show him what it feels like to
be worked on by a real cock-slut. Show him how much better a queer
cock-slut like you is than any girl he'll ever have."

I just relaxed my throat and opened up, letting John's nephew rape me with
his huge battering ram. As I swallowed it down, I worked the muscles in my
pussy to massage the thick, hard column of flesh. `My god! This
nineteen-year-old jock knows how to fuck!' I groaned to myself as I just
let myself enjoy it. In moments he was shooting thick ropes of teenage cum
down my throat into my belly.  As his cock continued to unload, he pulled
out slightly and I was able to suck and lick on the huge mass as it pumped
out some of the pent-up loads he had been saving up all week. My mouth was
filled. I had to swallow furiously to keep from choking and coughing up the
delicious sperm-filled nectar. The muscular athlete moaned a final
"Fuuucck!" and slumped down on the sofa. His huge cock softened as I
continued to suck gently on it and fondle his temporarily-emptied balls in
the hair-covered bag.

As I raised my head to look at John, I saw he was stroking his hard
nine-inch cock. "You ready to take these two big cocks up your slutty ass,
bitch?"


To be continued! This chapter has gotten so long, I'm going to break off
here and continue with Paul's education by his Uncle Jon in slut-fucking in
the next chapter. I'm thinking of bringing in Paul's best friends and
teammates Sam, Pete and Isaac for a second gang-bang of the day?


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