Date: Sat, 4 Jan 2020 02:47:56 +0000 (UTC)
From: fmhar1969@aol.com
Subject: Neighborhood Slut, Chapter 4

Archive "Neighborhood Slut, Chapter 4" {Rob} Authoritarian (MM oral anal piss)

Here is the fourth chapter of "Neighborhood Slut" that you probably thought
you would never see!  I've found that it's really hard for me to manage
three stories at the same time, but I've worked on this one because I've
had several urgent requests for it. Since I've been working on this
sporadically for a long time, there may be some inconsistencies that have
crept in. Please forgive!

I have an idea that I may write a short chapter continuing the afternoon
with Mr. Anderson exploring Sal's hidden desires. Maybe,,,,,sometime in the
next few months the man might lead the baseball player agreeing to being
outed and used by his best friend, Mr. Anderson's nephew. But, of course,
that would be just a slight detour away from the Slut's story!

I also have an idea for a next short chapter between the Slut and his
neighbor, Roger.

The usual: copyright is mine 2020

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Neighborhood Slut, Chapter 4

 	"You ready to take these two big cocks up your slutty ass, bitch?"
	"Yes sir."
	"Get on your feet, turn around, bend over and spread your cheeks!"
I quickly jumped up and did as I was told. "Feet wider! Pull those cheeks
apart. We want to see that hole!"  I spread my feet more and tried to pull
my cheeks wider open. I was afraid I was going to fall forward onto the
floor. "Look at that hole! Looks like a pussy that's really been used! Look
at those pussy lips, all swollen and pinky-red and that tight hole just
winking at us. Looks good enough to eat doesn't it? You ever eaten out a
pussy that looks like that?
	"I don't know, Uncle John. I can't help thinking of it as an
asshole, a shithole, not a pussy."
	"Not on a slut like this. It's only a shithole when it's being used
like one. The rest of the time it's a pussy for men to fuck. Did you clean
this pussy out this morning, slut?"
	"Yes sir."
	"Did you clean it out again when you showered after they all fucked
you earlier?"
	"Yes sir."
	"Back up! Get closer!" I backed up so I was just touching his
knees. "Look at that pretty rosebud. Open up! Let us see the pink insides
of that pussy.'
	I relaxed the muscles in my ass and pushed out slightly. I could
feel my pussy-hole open up and feel the cool air on the sensitive inner
lining. Then I felt it! John's wide, soft tongue softly licking around my
pussy-lips and then, after biting softly on them, lapping just
inside. "Ooooh yeees! It feels sooo good, pleeese! Ohhh yessss!" I moaned
as he pressed his tongue deep into the open flesh and fucked in and out
with the now-hardened invader. "Ohhh goddd, yesss! Fuuuck myyy hole!" I
begged moaning.
	Pulling out, he said to his nephew, "See, just like a girl. Listen
to her moan. All sluts' holes are full of nerves. I could eat her out all
night and make her cum with just my mouth and tongue. It's just like eating
a girl's pussy. In fact, eat a girl's ass at the same time you're eating
her pussy and you'll have her begging to be fucked even more, harder. Get
them both warmed up and you can fuck both holes," John said as he went back
to chewing on my horny ass-pussy. After another five minutes or so I really
was about to cum, moaning and begging just like a whore in heat. Before I
got there all the way, he abruptly withdrew his tongue and pushed me to the
floor.
	"Let's take this to the garage. We'll put him on the bench and fuck
both ends. Get up, slut! You know where to go. Get ready to get fucked."
	I went in to the garage and lubed up my hole. I couldn't help it!
While I was filling my hole with the slick stuff, I pressed my fingers as
far up inside as I could and fucked it good and open. "Ohhhh Yeaaah!" I
moaned as I jammed them in and out. Just the thought of getting fucked by
John and his nephew, Paul, had me moaning. I had to stop before I shot
off. I knew I would be in real trouble if I made myself come without
permission. I spread myself out on my stomach on the padded bench, my legs
spread hanging down, my hole exposed and ready and my shoulders at the
other end, my head hanging down so my mouth would be easy to enter. They
might want me on my back, but I figured this would be the way they would
want to start.
	Meanwhile, in the kitchen where the two men were getting a couple
more beers, Paul's phone rang. As he answered it, his uncle disappeared out
the door to the garage, "Hey Sal! What's up?....Just hangin' with my Uncle
John...Naw, the family's all out of town...Havin' some beers...Jus' messin'
around...Lemme check..." Paul walked into the garage to find his uncle
standing with a full hardon at my rear end working a long thick
flesh-colored dildo, one of those long double-headed donkey dongs, in and
out of my spread ass. I was moaning and groaning, "More! More! Harder!
Harder!"
     Paul quickly pressed the phone against his naked chest so his buddy
couldn't hear.  "Hey, Unc! It's my buddy Sal. He's been at the bar, havin'
a few beers, hittin' on a few chicks an' he's struck out. Wants to know if
he can come over here and hang with us?"
     John paused, holding the big dildo rammed all the way in my ass and
twisting it up inside me as I moaned and begged him to fuck me more. He
pulled the rubber cock all the way out and after a slight pause, rammed it
back in. "You think he'd be okay with this? Can he keep his mouth shut?" he
asked as I let out another howl of pain-pleasure.
     "Shit, Uncle John, Sal and I've done just about everything together
since the sixth grade. We know everything about each other. I'd trust him
with my life!" Bringing the phone back up to his face when his uncle nodded
yes, he said, "Yeah. He says it's okay, but listen, buddy, listen
good. This is on the down low, nobody to know. Got that?....Okay! We ain't
just hangin' out. We're havin' sex with my uncle's slut neighbor...Yeah a
real slut whore! It ain't a she, it's a he! Yeah a real faggot slut
whore...Fuck yeah! He'll do anything!  He's already given me the best
blowjob I've ever had and we're gettin' ready to fuck his pussies? You up
for that?....Yeah, both holes, mouth and ass! I figured you would! ...Okay,
get your horny ass over here before we wear him out."
     Paul returned the phone to the kitchen and came back into the garage
where his uncle was continuing to fuck into my rectum and colon with long,
hard strokes. Every time the big head of the dildo bottomed at the first
turn all the way up inside my guts I groaned in pain-pleasure..."Ohhhh
yessss! Go further fuck me deeper! I can feel the head. Push harder, it'll
go! Ohhhh yesssss! Oh god yesssss! So gooood!" I screamed as he pushed past
the first turn.
     "Fuck Unc, you're gonna rupture the fag!"
     "You hear him asking me to stop? No? I didn't think so! Fucking slut
wants it! Needs it! She's been needing it ever since she got too old to go
out and get it!  It was a great day for her when Roger moved into the
neighborhood and recognized her for what she is at the annual block party.
He had her down on her knees slobbering over his big cock in no time. After
he'd emptied his balls down her throat, he emptied his bladder all over
her. Fuck, I was out in the driveway and overheard some of the commotion
and when my piss-covered neighbor came out of Roger's yard, I could smell
the piss ten feet away. A week or so later, I was talking to Roger and
mentioned what I heard and smelled, and he told me what had happened and
also that he and his father had both fucked the slut up the ass the next
week, and she'd loved it and begged for more." Paul's cock was hard and
dripping while he watched his uncle power fucking my ass with the latex
cock and listened to him telling about my "coming out" as the neighborhood
slut. Roger had assured me he would get the word around to any man in our
two or three block area that needed some queer pussy on the side. "Go
around front and stick that teen-jock cock down her throat. I'm going to
fuck this wide-open ass now that I've got it good and warmed up," John
directed his nephew.
     The teen jock was at my head in a flash! He grabbed my hair and pulled
my head up so I was looking straight at his hard, dripping cock. I could
smell the copious pre-cum pumping out the gaping little cock-mouth. I
opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue as far as I could, trying to lick
up the streaming juice, but he was just out of reach.
     "My uncle says you're a queer cock-slut ready to suck any cock that's
put in front of you. Is that right?" I moaned and nodded my head. "He says
you'll take it down your throat or up your ass. Is that right?'
     "Yessss," I moaned as I felt John ram his hard, thick rod in my
asshole and up into my guts in one hard thrust.
     "What's that? I couldn't quite understand you," the hot baseball
player mocked as he rubbed his slick cockhead over my face, covering it
with his thick slime before dipping it quickly in and out of my begging
mouth.
     I tried to say yes, please let me have your cock, but the pounding I
was taking in and out of my hungry pussy made it impossible to for me to
form the words and all that came out was "Yaaaughhhhhppleeessssoooohhhhh!"
     "Well, I guess my uncle was wrong about you," Paul said as he turned
and walked back to watch his uncle ramming his big cock in and out of my
asshole. "I asked him if he wanted to suck my cock, Unc, but he didn't say
yes."
     "We both know he wants that big cock of yours again, but let's try
something different. Hey, Bitch, get off the bench and come over
here. Paul, I want you to lie down on your back on the mat over there and
keep that cock-snot flowing."
     When I got to him, John said, "Okay, whore, get down on your hands and
knees and crawl like a dog over and kneel between my nephew's legs. Spread
your legs, Paul, so the bitch can get between them!"  I crawled over like a
good doggie till I was between the hairy muscular legs of the teen baseball
player and raised up so I was kneeling. "Like what you see doggie? Bark if
you want to smell my stud nephew's crotch."
     "Arf! Arf!" I barked.
     "Okay. Bitch, get your nose down there and sniff all around that
stud's hairy crotch." I willingly followed John's orders and leaned down to
press my nose deep in the teen's musky crotch snuffling up the unwashed
smells that were hidden in there. "Use your tongue! Show the stud you
really want him. The bitch has to let the stud really know that she wants
to be bred, that she's in heat for the big dog cock she needs ramming
inside her hungry pussy." I thrust my tongue deep into the hairy creases on
each side of the stud's hanging balls, slurping up the sweat and cock-juice
that had accumulated there. Then I moved my tongue on to the hair-covered
skin that held and protected those balls that I lapped and slurped trying
to get all the wonderful smells and tastes that were hiding down there.
     "Fuck, Uncle John, I'm gonna cum in a minute if the slut keeps that
up."
     "Okay, bitch, back off! I don't want Paul cumming too soon. Turn
around and suck me... Paul just relax and keep your hands off your cock!
...Get on this, whore. It's gone down a little. I want the whole thing down
your throat right now! No stopping! Take it all `til your lips and nose are
buried in my pubes and get sucking! Suck until I tell you you can pull off,
you understand?"
     "Yes sir," I said as bent my head down and turned it so my mouth was
just below the leaking plum-sized knob. I took a deep breath and pushed up
on the semisoft hang of manmeat, sucking it into my mouth and down my
throat in one gulp. John's big hands immediately grabbed the back of my
head and pressed my face into his hairy crotch. I could feel his mammoth
cock getting hard again as it filled my mouth and throat with
blood-engorged man-flesh. There was no way I could breathe. Thank god for
the big breath that had filled my lungs!
     Just as I was about to pass out from lack of air, John pushed me off
his cock and on to the floor between Paul's legs. "Time for you to get back
to letting your stud know that you're ready to get bred, bitch! Paul, raise
your legs, let the bitch lick you some more!"
     "Raise my legs, Unc? What for?"
     "The bitch is going to do some ass-licking. Haven't you seen how dogs
and bitches lick one another's assholes?"
     "I ain't doin' any ass lickin'!"
     "No but your bitch is! Get down there and eat out your stud's ass,
bitch."
     As Paul slowly raised his muscular legs into the air, I got back down
to press my face into his crotch, beginning to once again slobber and lap
my tongue over his ball-bag.
     "Get your legs higher, get your hands behind your knees!  Pull them
back against those big pecs! Let the bitch really get to your asshole!"
     "Fuck, Uncle John. I don't like this!"
     "Just do what I say and let the bitch eat you out!"
     As I looking down at the hairy ballsac I had just been slobbering on
and the dark hairs that ran from the teen jock's crotch over onto his
muscular thighs, first just a path like the one that ran down from his
navel then spreading out and around until it covered his lower thighs and
calves. I had noticed his feet when he took off his uniform earlier, how
the dark hair on his legs ran down their tops. I had licked the sole of one
of his feet, hoping it would lead to him letting me suck his elegant toes
and lick the hair running down from his ankles. I was so disappointed when
he kicked me away. Now. Here I was staring at those hairy legs pulled open
in front of me, the feet I wanted to worship hanging in the air in front of
my face. Through the vee formed by his legs I could see his hard cock
laying up against the slightly hairy path of his abs up to where it spread
lightly across his massive chest formed by the two thick plates of his
pecs, with their hard little nipples at the center of each.  I wanted to
worship with my tongue and lips this Adonis spread out before
me. But...that was not my assigned task!
     John had ordered me to eat out his nephew's ass, to give the teenager
the first experience of a warm, wet tongue bathing the lightly-haired
furrow that was revealed by the spreading apart of the round, firm cheeks
of his butt and then to feel the same slightly raspy tongue teasing around
and across and, if possible into the tight virgin pucker that was hidden in
its little nest of the same dark hairs. I was sure that butt had been
slapped with varying degrees of force time and time again in the course of
Paul's athletic career, but equally sure its inner recess had never
experienced the feelings that I was about to give him.
     I bent my head down and thrust my tongue once more into the fold of
the crease formed by his scrotum lying against the muscle of his upper
thigh. I could feel the hard, hairy surface of the thigh on one side of my
tongue and the soft lightly-haired skin covering his balls on the
other. After licking and slurping up every trace of boy-man that lingered
there, I moved my open mouth to the base of the sack where I slurped and
sucked as I tried to pull the treasure of his nuts inside me. They were too
big! I could only caress their protecting skin with kisses by my lips and
tongue before I moved on the other side and worked on its crease.
     With little lip nips and kisses and tongue ticklings, I moved down to
the base of the scrotum, where it met the perineum, the little ridge that
leads to my ultimate goal, the anus. As I moved toward it, I licked and
kissed with wet tongue and lips over and around the valley, pulling on and
smoothing down the sparse hairs that filled it with mystery. Slowly I
inched up until the tip of my tongue found its mark! I raised up slightly
to look. There before me was, as I had expected, a little brown pucker,
tightly closed, a truly virgin asshole. Radiating around the center were
the tiniest little creases in the skin that I knew would open upon the
command of the sphincter muscle, the guardian of the gate that protected
the hot, silky inside of his virgin rectum. I flattened my tongue and
summoned up all the saliva I could produce and worked my sloppy muscle
against the secret spot.
     All the while I had been making my explorations in Paul's crotch and
up the furrow of his ass, he had been making little noises in his throat,
not moans but sort of growls. Occasionally he would direct a remark to his
uncle: "What the fuck's the fag doing?...Fuck I'm getting' tired of this
shit!,,,How much longer is this slut gonna lick on me?" When I started
working on his hole, things changed. There were definite low moans coming
from the stud under me. "Fuck Unc, what's the fag doing to me now?"..."Ohhh
yeahhh"..."What'reya doing to me faggot?"..." Ohhhh shit!"... I could feel
a relaxing of the skin under my tongue. I curled it up and made little
circles around the center. I could feel the little creases relax a
little. I moved to the center and made little tapping movements with the
tip of my tongue. "Ohhh fuuuck! What're you doing to me now, faggot? Get
off me!" he demanded while still holding his legs back against his
chest!.... "Uncle John, get him offa me!"  I felt the tiniest relaxation
under my tongue's tip. Was I going to get my tongue inside the virgin hole?
I raised my eyes up so I could get a partial look at his cock. It was fully
hard and a deep rose color. Slime was pouring out of the tip and puddling
onto his abdomen. I pressed harder and felt a tiny bit more give. "Uncle!
Get him off me! Get this fucking queer off me!" he screamed angrily.
     "Okay! That's enough! Get off him, slut!" John ordered.
     Reluctantly I raised my head out of his crotch and crawled out from
between the legs of the angry Jock as he released them and they dropped to
the floor. He was shaking with anger? Excitement? Disappointment? I was
glad to be out of his way as I knelt at John's feet.
     "What the fuck, Uncle John! He was diddling at my asshole, trying to
get his tongue inside. Nobody and no thing goes in that hole!
     John knelt down beside the angry jock and put his arm around his
shoulders. Paul was so upset he didn't even notice his uncle's big cock,
sticking out straight in front of him dripping pre-cum onto his massive
chest. His own cock was still steel hard and dripping cock-ooze. "Okay, I'm
sorry. I should have gotten you ready. He wasn't going in your ass. It's
just something fags like to do to get the man that's going to fuck them
more excited so he'll fuck them really hard. Look at your cock. It's hard
as a bar of steel and leaking like a faucet. You ready to fuck our queer?
Give him a really hard fuck for messing with you?"
     "Yeah! I'm ready to fuck!"
     "Okay. I want you to lie back down and put your legs together. The
fag's going to ride your cock like a cowgirl riding a bull. ...Get over
here, fag, and get your hole on my boy's big ramrod. Look how hard you've
gotten his cock. He's going to give you the ride of your life."
     I quickly stepped over and lowered myself down until Paul's slimy cock
knob was against my hole. It felt enormous and the heat coming off it was
like a hot poker. I pressed down slowly and let the head pop through my
sphincter. Oh god, it felt good! I sank lower and lower looking him
straight in the eyes. He didn't look mad anymore. He was clearly enjoying
the feel of my tight hole slurping down on his hard shaft. Suddenly he
reached up and grabbed me by the hips and pulled me down hard while at the
same time he rammed his cock up into my guts. "Ohhh yesss! Fuck me stud!" I
moaned loudly as I bottomed out on his groin.
     At the same time, he screwed up his face and yelled, "Fuck! Take that
cock, you dirty queer! Ride that cock and maybe I'll forget about what you
tried to do to me and won't fuck you up when we're finished using you!"
     "Ohhhh yeahhh! Fuuuck meee!" I moaned as he fucked me with sharp, hard
thrusts and churned the hard fucker round and round in my guts. "You can
fuck me up with this cock anytime you want, you hot jock stud! You can fuck
me and whore me out to your teenaged jock buddies anytime, as long as you
keep fucking me with this pole!" I screamed as I rode up and down and he
fucked up into me on his hard, thick fuckstick."
     After five or six minutes, I felt John on his knees pressed against my
back. He put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down onto Paul's chest
and belly, my hard cock was pressed between my stomach and his hard abs,
     "What're you doing, Unc?" the teenager asked.
     "We're both going to fuck her. Keep your cock all the way in while I
join you in this well-used hole. Take it, slut! Take my cock in your pussy
along with my nephew's. Yeah, a good double-fuck. How does it feel, slut,
two big stud cocks fucking your queer pussy-hole?
     "Ohhh goddd! You're stretching me open! Ohhh fuck! Sooo gooood!" I
groaned as I felt John's big, thick cock forcing itself in me alongside
Paul's fucker! "Oh Yes! Oh! Fuck me! Shove that big cock up my ass! All the
way in! Let me feel both those big rammers stretching my hole, stretching
my guts open! Fuck me! Fuck me! Ohhh shittt, you're tearing me a new
asshole!"
     They were doing just what I was begging them to do. I could feel
John's big cock growing inside of me. Slowly it filled me, the lining of my
rectum and then the entrance to my colon giving way, stretching out to
accommodate the thick tube as it joined the hard mass of Paul's thick cock.
     "Take our cocks, faggot! Take those big thick cocks, uncle and nephew
fucking your hungry hole, filling you up with our two man-cocks. This what
you want? This what you need, you dirty fag. Two big-dicked studs ravaging
your slutty pussy?"
     "Oh god yes! Fuck me! Rape my hungry hole! Fuck me hard! Oh god yes!"
I moaned loudly as the two studs developed their rhythm: one thrust as far
in me as he could as the other pulled out until just his big bulbous head
was the only thing in me.  In and out the two hard thick poles rammed their
ways in and out of my stretched and filled asshole.
     "Oh yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" I screamed as they battered me over and over
again. "Yeeeessss! Fuuuuck meeee!"
     "What the fuck! You really do have a queer slut here!" I heard a new
voice exclaim. "The front door was unlatched. I just came in and heard a
guy screaming to get fucked. Is this the faggot you told me about, Pauli?"
     "Yeah, Sal. Get your clothes off. He's still got a hole you can fill,"
I heard John say.
     I turned my head slightly and saw a good-looking Latino stud with the
face of a model and a head of black wavy hair. He was standing just inside
the garage, already stripping out of his shirt. As he peeled it up and off
his shoulders, I saw the chest and upper abs of a brown-skinned Adonis. His
big baseball-player's hands reached down to pull his belt through the loops
and toss it aside before unbuttoning his shorts and pushing them down. As
he stepped out and kicked them aside, his thick uncut chocolate-brown cock,
nestled in a cushion of silky black hairs, swung from side to side over the
big-balled, hair-covered sack hanging between his thickly muscled thighs.
     "Fuck yeah," he said as he moved toward us. "I'm horny as hell! Is his
mouth any good?"
     "Shit! He took every inch of my hang down his faggot throat and gave
me the best head I've had since Tommy graduated and went off to Anapolis,"
Paul said.
     `Hhmm,' I thought. `Just as I suspected, these boys are no amateurs
when it comes to using a fag.'
     "Open up faggot and take this big Mexican dick down your slutty
throat! I'm gonna fuck you like you never been fucked before!" he said as
he rammed his half-hard cock in my mouth and began demanding entrance to my
throat. "My balls are about to burst! It's been over a week since I shot a
load! I'm gonna fuck you like the whore Pauli says you are and fill your
belly with my hot chili sauce!"
     I loved what he was saying and relaxed my throat to let his now
completely hard cock go deep inside me until my nose was buried in the
musky forest of his thick silky cock hairs. It was heaven. Like Paul, he
evidently hadn't showered after the game and the smells and taste of sweat,
piss, precum and the deposits from under the foreskin as his powerful
pounding peeled it back so what was buried in my stretched throat was the
naked slimy bulbous knob at the cock's head.
     As much as I loved what he was doing and saying to me, my mind had a
slight suspicion he was putting on a show for Paul and his uncle. Was he
really a brutal alpha jock stud or was he showing off just a little? Hhmm?
In my younger, active days I had known quite a few hot, sexy men – high
school and college jocks, professional athletes, law enforcement officers
– who, when a part of a group of their peers, all of whom were
gangbanging me, acted like alpha studs, with harsh demeaning language and
unnecessarily forceful ways of using me to hide the fact, as I sometimes
learned later, that they were bisexual and even some of them even
submissives. Whatever the answer was, I was loving what my new fucker was
doing to me!
     I was being brutally pounded by all three of my fuckers. I was in slut
pig heaven! My body was limp as I accepted their domination. My ass and
throat were screaming "Enough! Enough!" but my mind and all my pleasure
zones were screaming "More! More! More! Harder! Harder! Harder!"
     After another ten or fifteen minutes of pounding, I felt a gushing in
my guts. One of my ass-fuckers was cumming. Which one? I guessed it might
be Paul filling me with his stud cum. John had cum so many times in the
course of the afternoon, I figured he would take longer than his teenaged
nephew. As I listened it seemed that I was right. It was Paul who was
shouting, "I'm cumming! Fuck! God damn I'm filling the bitch with my load!
Unc, you about there?"
     "A few more minutes. You just stay still. I can feel you softening a
little. Fuck! It feels good! You're making a soft cushion under my
cock. Feels great! Yeah! You're shrinking...Squeeze your ass bitch! Don't
let my nephew slide out until I shoot my load, damn it! ... Yeah! I'm
cumming! Gonna fill your slut pussy, bitch! Yeah! Yeah! Fuck! Filling you
up! Fuck! Fuck!" he yelled as he shot spurt after spurt into my
intestines. Finished, he slumped down onto my back pressing me hard onto
his nephew's muscular body. We were all panting. I had shot two loads on to
Paul's belly. He wasn't going to be happy when he realized! The two now
limp cocks fell out of my asshole, and I could feel the cum leaking out
onto the mat.
     "Hey Sal! You want some of this ass. We got it all hot and lubed up
for you?"
     "Fuck yeah! The Latino stud shouted as he ripped his hard cock out of
my mouth.
     Paul gave my ass a hard slap and said, "Okay bitch, present your pussy
for more fucking" as he pushed me around `til I was on my knees, head and
shoulders on the floor, my gaping hole offered up for his hot Latino
teammate to use. Sal had not moved from where he was kneeling while he was
fucking my mouth-pussy. I looked up and stared straight into the drooling
lips of the plum-sized purple knob at the end of the massive dark brown,
almost black, ramrod that was slimy down to the hairs with my spit and
throat mucus. `God!' I thought `he looks bigger than Paul! Oh well, I just
took Paul and his uncle together. I can take this hot stud's bull-cock.'
     Sal stood and walked around to stand behind me. I felt a finger push
in my hole. Then he shoved all four fingers in and turned them round and
round. I moaned loudly as he finger-fucked my worn, sloppy pussy. "You are
one fucked up whore, pussy all used and gaping open begging for more,
aren't you?"
     "Yes sir! Please fuck me with your big Mexican cock!"
     "You want this gran verga in your pussy, puta!"
     "Yes! Yes!"
     "On your back! Legs in the air! Show me you want to be fucked, whore!
Pull that hole open, Show me the pink insides of your whore hole! Beg me to
fuck it, to ram my big cock in and fuck deep in your pussy! Breed you! Fill
you with my Mexican babies!"
     "Oh god yes! Breed me! Fill me up! Mix your hot Mexican cum with your
buddy's and his uncle's. Fill me `til I'm running over with cum!"
     He jerked his fingers out of my raw hole. It hurt, but the thought of
his big cock fucking me made me whine and moan with desire. I could sense
him get on his knees, and then he grabbed my raised legs with his big
calloused baseball player's hands and pushed then back toward my chest. He
ran his slimy knob up and down my ass-furrow a few times before nudging
into my gaping hole. With one mighty thrust, he forcefully rammed his thick
pole deep in my guts. He hit a block, but forced past it until he was fully
in me, his muscular body pressed down on me, belly to belly, chest to chest
as he began to fuck me deep with his hard pole powered by his muscular
athlete's hips!
     "This what you want, whore? You want my bull cock tearing up your used
pussy? You want it rough? To be used like the whore you are?"
     "Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me el toro! Fill me with your bull sperm!"
     "You got it, faggot! Take it! Take my big cock up your old worn out
pussy!"
     He was primed from fucking my mouth-pussy. After less than a dozen
deep, hard full-cock thrusts, he rammed hard into me and I could feel the
strong, massive spurts of his pent-up sperm flooding my insides.
     He lay panting on top of me while his balls and cock emptied in my
guts. As the last of his cum ran out into my well-filled intestines, I felt
it begin to soften.  He remained on me as he came down from his high and
relaxed. Then his now-soft python slowly slid out of me. He turned to John
and Paul who both had watched the performance. "Shit! That was some good
fuck! I needed that!"
     "Shit! Buddy! Look at my cock! I got a hardon watching you tear up
that faggot ass! I gotta take another turn using the queer! Get up and
present your pussy, faggot! This stud dawg's gonna mount you and breed you
like the bitch in heat you are!" Paul shouted as he walked over, knelt and
rammed his hard cock all the way in my gaping, cummy hole.
     While Paul was busy fucking, John suggested he and Sal go in the
kitchen for a more beer. Standing before the open refrigerator John twisted
off the tops and handed the baseball player a bottle. With his in his hand,
he closed the door, and leaned back on it slightly. With his free hand he
reached down and stroked his big half-hard cock. The two stood facing one
another and drank their beers. "That was some fuck you threw, but I've
noticed you looking at my cock, you interested?"
     "Fuck no, Mr. Anderson. I'm not a cocksucker!"
     "I didn't mean to suggest you're a cocksucker, boy. Maybe you just
want to feel it.  A guy doesn't have to be gay to be interested in cocks
bigger than his. Maybe he had a big brother or another relative who showed
him their cock. Maybe they got him to feel their cock, to suck it for
them. That's not unusual. It happens all the time. It doesn't mean you're
gay. My younger brother sucked my cock when I started to get hardons and
shoot cum and he has four kids.
     "You're one of Paul's best buddies. He says you two have done
everything together. Have you ever done anything with one another? Touched
one another's cocks? You ever wanted to feel that big cock of his?" John
asked as he continued to run his open hand up and down under his big cock,
which was fast regaining its full hardness. He could see Sal's eight inches
plumping up. It was thick and John had seen it stretch up to 81/2 - 9 when
he pulled out of the slut's throat!
     By now both of them were fully hard, and Sal was stroking the
underside of his hard cock copying John. The older man moved slightly
forward so a couple of inches of his cock was under Sal's as the two
continued to stroke. John felt Sal's hand make contact with his knob and
curl around it, then on the next stroke the baseball player's fingers were
on his shaft, the head cupped in his palm. John pulled his hand back to the
base of his cock and moved a little closer so Sal was stroking the bottom
of his cock halfway down. The boy moaned softly and John said, "That's
good, Sal. You're making me feel really good. Did you do this for your
brother?"
     "Yeah, my big brother, Raul. I was thirteen."
     "How old was he?"
     "Sixteen."
     "Did he make you do it?"
     "No... Not really... Sort of... He kept after me to touch it. It was
big, and he'd get it hard and keep after me `til I did it."
     "Did you like the way it felt?"
     "Yeah... after a while."
     "Did he get you the lick it, put your mouth on it? Did you finally
suck on it for him?"
     "Uhhh...Yeah... Yeah, I did. I didn't like it at first, but he did,
and he kept after me `til I was doing it every night."
     "When did you first take his cum?"
     The boy jerked slightly and started to pull his hand away. John
stopped it in its retreat with his strong hand and said softly, "That's
okay, Sal. I was the same way with my brother. After he got used to sucking
my cock, I forced his to take my cum."
     "It was about a week later. He'd pulled out before. That time he held
my head and shot his load into my mouth."
     "What did you think about that?"
     "I was surprised, sort of mad, but it didn't taste so bad. He told me
to swallow it, and I did."
     "And you've swallowed it ever since?"
     "Yeah, I got so I liked it, taking care of my big brother, taking a
part of him in me."
     "Do you still suck him?"
      "No. He's in the Marines now, but before he left, he told my Uncle
Ramon, my mother's younger brother, and I sucked him whenever he wanted
until he moved away a few months ago."
     "So! You haven't had a cock to suck in a few months? Do you want to
suck mine, Sal?" John said softly as he moved closer and put his hands on
the young man's shoulders before gently pushing down.
     Sal went down on his knees before his best friend's uncle and stared
at the big cock for a long time before looking up at him. "It's so big! You
won't tell Paul, will you?"
     "No this is just between you and me Sal. Nobody else will ever know."
He watched as the boy opened his mouth and took his big knob in and began
to suck. "Oh yeah, Sal, feels good, really good! Your brother and uncle
have taught you well. Take more!" The kneeling baseball jock sucked in more
and more of the man's thick cock until he was sucking hungrily on about
half of his nine inches in his hot, wet mouth. The man leaned back against
the refrigerator again and moaned softly, "Ohhhh Shittt! Sal, your brother
really taught you good. You really know how to take care of a man's
cock. Try to take more. Yeah! That's it! Take a little more! Ohhh yeaaah!
Ohhhh fuckkk! I didn't think I could, but I'm gonna cum again. Yeaaah!
I'mmm cummming, Sal! Drink it down, boy. Drink down my load," he moaned as
his cock filled the teen athlete's mouth with his hot cum. Sal was moaning
deep in his chest as he drank down the man's load, a man he had known
practically all of his life. He could tell the boy was shooting his own
load on the floor at his feet. John, finished and withdrew his cock from
the kneeling boy's mouth. Sal dropped his head, then he was bent over
sobbing. John reached down and pulled him up in a tight embrace, his strong
arms pulling the young jock tightly against his muscular body. "Shhh,
shhhh."
     "I'm...I'm...sorry...Mr. Anderson...I'm sorry", Sal sobbed into the
older man's dark-haired chest.
     "Shhh...That's all right, Sal. It's all right. You just did what your
brother taught you. It was good. Good for both of us. You needed to do
it. I understand."
     "You won't tell, will you? You won't tell Paul...or anybody?"
     "Nobody! It's our secret. It's just between you and me." Releasing the
boy from his embrace, he reached over and picked up a dishcloth from the
counter top and gave his wet cock a wipe then handed it to Sal. "Here, wipe
your cock and clean up the floor." Opening the fridge, he took out three
beers, popped the caps and handed one to the boy. "Drink this. Rinse your
mouth out good and we'll go back to the garage. I may have at least one
more load for the slut," he said with his arm around the boy's
shoulders. "I'll bet you do too."
     The two walked into the garage to the sight of Paul's big muscular
body, covered and dripping with the athlete's sweat, completely fallen on
and crushing with its weight the my equally sweaty body. The hard, round
melons, shiny with sweat, of the baseball jock's ass were still powerfully
pounding up and down as the big jock rammed the last drops of his orgasm
deep up into my bowels. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Take the last of my cum up your
slutty ass-pussy, faggot!" he grunted as I continuously moaned in joint
pain-pleasure under the ceaseless onslaught of the hard ramrod that was
raping my insides.
     John saw Sal's eyes staring hungrily at his buddy's sexy butt and felt
the muscles of the boy by his side stiffen as they watched the harsh
pounding. John pulled the boy closer to his side and gave Sal's shoulder a
gentle squeeze as they watched Paul's head fall down beside his victim's
and his muscular ass gradually stop its fucking motions. "Nobody. Not
ever," he whispered into the boy's ear as he dropped his hand to squeeze
his butt that was as hard and round as his best friend's.
     "Good fuck, Nephew?" John asked as he bent down and ran his big hand
over his nephew's sweaty butt, feeling the hard muscles relax as the young
athlete came down from the high of his orgasm.
     "Fuck yeah, Uncle John. I really emptied my nuts this time. I think
I'm gonna call it a day, haven't seen the folks since the game," he said as
he climbed off the slut's back and picked up a towel to wipe himself down
with. That done he took the beer his uncle was offering him and chugged it
down. "Ahhh, I needed that!" he said as he headed toward his clothes piled
in the family room. "You coming with me, Sal?"
     After a quick glance at the boy beside him, the older man said, "No,
Sal and I are going to do some more fucking before he leaves."
     Paul pulled on his clothes and headed toward the front door. John
nodded to Sal and they followed.
     "You gonna stand in the doorway naked like that, Uncle John?"
     "No, we'll stand behind the door," John said as he pressed Sal back
against the wall. Closing the door behind his nephew, John pushed back
against the boy before reaching around and taking hold of the hard cock
that was pressing against the muscular cheek of his ass. "Feels like you're
looking forward to more fucking!" he said as he gave the teen's hardon a
good squeeze.
     "Uh...yeah...be good to feel our cocks pressed together in his ass the
boy stuttered out in a soft moan.
     "Let's get to it then," he said as he led the boy toward the garage
door holding tightly onto his hard cock.


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