Date: Sat, 29 Mar 2014 10:50:19 -0700 From: jay roberts Subject: "Big Jim, Part Three" by Jay Roberts Gay Incest "Big Jim, Part Three" by Jay Roberts Gay Incest Like a wanton whore I stripped and put my elbows on the edge of the bed and my feet on the floor. I listened, only my loud breathing was evident. It seemed a long time before the front door, downstairs, opened and Jim's size sixteen feet banged up the stairs. "Oh, just what I've been dreaming about all day," he said with hoarse voice. I heard the rustle of clothes as he stripped. Now the light was blocked as he stood behind me. I jumped as he unexpectedly rubbed my ass hole with his big finger. He kept doing it until it drove me into almost an agony of sensation. Then, strangely, the repetition began to gradually cancel the potency of the feeling. "Can you do more?" I asked like a kid wanting a bigger lolly. "How about this," he said as he slipped the tip of his finger into my pulsing hole. I felt my sphincter draw his finger in like a magnet. I hard him say, "I wonder..." "Wonder what?" I managed to get out in the middle of a moan. "You like being entered, don't you? How about going for the real thing?" "That being?" He crawled over me and lay on his back. His prick was up in the air like a periscope. Maybe it looked more like a scene at the Kennedy Center with a space rocket in the launching pad. "What's going on. How do I fit in?" "No. I fit in you. At least I hope so. Sit on this facing me." "You mean I sit on that fire hydrant?" "That's the idea. I know you're going to love it." "Yeah, if I live." I clamored over and placed my legs straight out on either side of his legs and poised my ass over his prick. His organ was dripping and shaking. "You can't imagine how hot that looks with your cute body sweating in anticipation and you hovering just above my cock. I see you are frowning with a bit of fear. Try just sinking a little lower so you touch my cock head with your ring." Mewing in worry I braced my hips and lowered myself so that my ass lips were just touching the big mushroom head. His breath sounded harsh as he patiently waited for me to report. "Jim, I don't think I can do it," I almost cried in frustration. "I want to, so badly. What should I do." "Take it very slow, one inch at a time and then quit if it can't work. I'll still love you." That was encouragement. I allowed my ass to move downward and the had of his cock slipped in to my ass lips with a pop. I had opened up as if I was taking a shit and it worked. Jim stared at me with hooded eyes. "You okay babe? Your face is screwed up in worry. You want to take this further?" "I'm not sure, I'll try." I sat down further into my impalement. I heard him take a few happy breaths. "Oh, that is nice. Go further or I will just die here." Somehow I lost control of my hips and knees and slid all the way down. As I cried out in pain and surprise I landed with my ass against his heavy, pale pubs. My eyes were popped open in worry. He stared back at them. I think he was afraid to speak for fear that I would just get up and go. Then I felt my face relaxing and the feeling of discomfort was replaced with a sensation of delicious fullness. I think I smiled. Jim smiled back. I said gruntingly, "It's kinda good." "If I could, I would kiss you my brave cowboy." I continued to sit there and I could feel his cock flexing inside. "So what now?" I asked. He grabbed my hip and lifted me so that he was almost out of my ass tract, then he pulled me down again. "Oh, oh, that's hot!" I said and saw my cock dripping on his fuzzy belly. "Yeah, outstanding. Now I'm your toy, do what you want to make you happy." Yes it was strange. He was inside me yet I felt that I had the control. I lifted up and repeated it a few times. His eyes rolled up and his lips pursed out at the thrilling feeling. Oh this was nice. My cock was flapping up and down as I began speeding up my--I guess I might as well call a spade a spade--fucking. Flecks of pre cum were flying and some landing on Big Jim's football field sized chest. Two things were now happening. The first was that Jim was intoning "whoas" every time I sailed up and down. His face was scarlet and his lips were pushed out in a permanent "oooooh". As for me, that big piston was rubbing against my sensitive prostate, a feeling a never had before, of course. This was like getting an internal hand job and prick was getting stiffer and my legs were freezing up preparatory to spilling over. Than it came. I tried to give Jim a harder fuck but my limbs and muscles were heavy with impending orgasm. Then it hit me. I felt my ass hole fluttering and closing. Jim felt it too as he groaned loudly. "I'm feeling it. I'm goin'....." The truck of his body reared up as he impaled me further and I felt hot spunk hosing my insides. We were coming at the same time. I couldn't stay upright and I fell against his big body, my face at his neck and we both felt the declining spurts racking us. Finally I got up with shaking legs and stood looking down at Jim. "Jim you shit, you fucked me." "No 'lil bro, you fucked me. Will you respect me in the morning." I gave me a loud swat on the side of his big ass, saying: "I think you can be had. I'll have to get three or four guys to help me." As I finished the kidding I noticed that his eyes were closing and in a moment he was deep asleep. Now he well filled his bed but I found a narrow strip I could creep into and I did, my belly against his side and my arm around his big chest. I immediately fell asleep as well. In the morning I woke up. No Jim. Then I heard him coming up the stairs. He was carrying a try of breakfast. "You trying to bribe into letting you hose me this morning?" "Can you be bribed with toast and juice?" "Well...yes...I guess so." End of story