Date: Thu, 8 Nov 2012 15:18:19 -0800 From: tk Subject: Uncle Gary Part 4 Ricky snuck out before my parents woke up. That was saying something remarkable, because my dad usually woke up around 5AM. It was before I woke up as well. I just remembered waking up to this vacant and empty feeling that grew from the pit of my stomach. When I reached back to feel Ricky's body, even the sheets had lost their warmth, letting me know that Ricky had been gone for awhile. I woke up and washed up. I was about to leave for school when my parents called me over. I was a bit surprised because I honestly don't remember the last time I actually had a conversation with either of them. "Aaron, your father and I are moving to Japan for work," my mother began. Dumbfounded by the news, I froze. "Your father has an opportunity to expand the business and make much more money to support you for college. We want you to stay here though, graduate high school, and go to an American university. Your sister will be going with us because she's so young, but we think you can handle staying here." She paused to see if I would respond. When nothing was forthcoming, she continued. "We talked with your aunt and Uncle Gary, and they'll be happy to take you in. You should get a job though and start paying them rent," she finalized. My dad didn't say anything. He just watched me as if observing my response. I nodded. "Alright," I finally answered. "When's this going to happen?" "The preparations and everything will take a few months, so we'll be here until the end of this school year. After that, you'll move in to Uncle Gary's room with him because that's the only room that they have," mom concluded. I nodded, "I should go, I'll be late for school." My parents nodded, and I stood up and left. When I saw Ricky that morning, he was grinning from ear to ear, already having heard the information from his parents. We didn't get much opportunity to celebrate because I came to school so close to the first bell, but I knew that after school when we went to their house, Ricky, Uncle Gary, and I would be celebrating like no other. School progressed at a torturously slow rate. When the final bell rang, Ricky and I met up at the pick up/drop off area and jumped into the car with Uncle Gary. Andi wouldn't be home until later because she was at a friend's house working on a project. When we got home, without hesitation, Ricky and I stormed Uncle Gary's room, threw down our bags and tore off our clothes. Uncle Gary lagged behind, mostly because of his size and age. When he finally got into his bedroom, I was already sprawled on my stomach across the mattress, and Ricky was above me corn holing my ass. We heard the beep of Uncle Gary's camcorder, and glancing back, I noticed Uncle Gary sitting at his chair jerking his cock with one hand and handling the camcorder with the other. Ricky used his weight and every muscle in his body to fuck my hole. He remained in push up position over my body, his hips pulling out until only the head of his cock remained in me, before slamming his hips against my ass filling my insides in a single swift stroke. The sound of his fucking reverberated in the room, and had Uncle Gary's bedroom not been so cluttered, it would have echoed with the resounding clap of Ricky's skin against mine. Sweat quickly formed on our skin, and I felt the burning droplets fall from Ricky's frame onto mine. The slapping grew louder, as did the ferocity of his thrusting. When I felt as if my asshole would burst into flame from the force and speed with which Ricky was fucking me, he gave a final thrust and shot his load into my ass. As Ricky pulled out, Uncle Gary set the camcorder up on the tripod. He gestured for me to move aside, and lying down in my place. He beckoned for Ricky to fuck him. Ricky hesitated, standing at the edge of the bed. I stood up and stood in front of Ricky. Our bodies were so close that his cock, which was still semi-erect, pressed against my abs, and mine poked at the underside of his scrotum. I looked up at him and kissed him. His arms wrapped around me, and he pressed his body against mine. His cock quickly grew rigid again, pushing my body away. I backed up and climbed onto Uncle Gary's lap, and lowered myself onto his cock. I still pulled Ricky in towards me, but rather than letting his cock penetrate my ass along with his father's, I aimed his cock down into his father's hole. As Ricky pushed in gently, I heard Uncle Gary moan beneath me as his whole body trembled as his son penetrated his hole. I kept Ricky's attention diverted by continuing to kiss him fiercely and letting his hands run over my body as mine explored and massaged his. Ricky new that his cock wasn't inside me, but the fact that we were still making love, while his cock was fucking his father and his father's cock was fucking me, was enough to allow him to do his business. He thrusted hard and fast inside his father's saggy ass. Because of the excess fat and skin, rather than the clean slap that came from when Ricky fucked me, there was a gassy sound of air escaping between the folds of Uncle Gary's skin and Ricky's body. Ricky and I ignored this and continued to make love to each other. We ignored Uncle Gary's hands that held my body and forced me to ride his cock. We ignored that our thrusts did not affect each other. We focused on each other, our lips, tongues, mouths, fingers, shoulders, chests, abs. We licked the sweat from each other's skin. Our fingers ran over taut muscles and left a tingling trail as they danced over each other's bodies. Ricky did not fuck Uncle Gary as hard as he fucked me, but it was more passionate because of the way we were making love. It was smoother, and softer. It lasted longer. I matched my movements on Uncle Gary's cock to Ricky's thrusting so that neither of them came early. This three way continued as the afternoon sun descended toward the horizon. When it was twilight, and the last of the sun's rays shone through the window, I arched my back against the mound of Uncle Gary's stomach and came, shooting my load across Ricky's and my torsos. The clenching and throbbing of my ass from my ejaculation squeezed and massaged Uncle Gary's cock causing him to climax, which in turn forced Ricky to climax as well. I collapsed back against Uncle Gary's gut as if it were a pillow, and Ricky collapsed on top of me, his head resting on my shoulder, and his chest against my abs, smearing the mess of semen that I had sprayed on us. The three of us breathed heavily and remained in that position. Finally, Ricky pulled his flaccid cock from the confines of his father's ass and said he'd go and wash up first. I climbed down from Uncle Gary's lap, but he quickly grabbed me, turned me around, and forced me to my knees. I knelt in front of him and brought my head down to his cock. I quickly took up the flaccid cock that had the odor of his musk and my ass lingering about it. It was coated in his semen that mixed in with his dick cheese that made me gag a few times before my saliva and force of his hand on the back of my head forced me to swallow a few times removing anything that was yet repulsive to me. Once the scum had been removed by my coerced swallowing, sucking his cock clean became easier. My head continued to bob up and down in his lap, the saliva spilling from the corners of my mouth and soaking into his pubes and down his scrotum that was bunched up at the base of his cock. When he was satisfied, he pulled me back up and pulled my body close to his. I lied on my side beside him and put a leg over his. I wrapped an arm over his gut, with one of his arms beneath my head. I pressed my body into his and forced my erection against his body. Uncle Gary shifted when he felt my erection. "Bring your cock up here, I'll suck you off," he commanded. I obeyed eagerly. I got on my knees beside his head. Instead of having him turn his head to suck my cock, I decided to move so that I was squatting over his chest. I then leaned over him and lowered my cock to his face and began to fuck his mouth. He gagged occasionally when I pushed my cock too far down, but otherwise, he sucked my cock expertly. His hands found my ass and pulled on me to go deeper, his fingers occasionally brushing against my hole and more frequently slipping inside me. Because he sucked my cock while fingering my hole, I came quickly and rolled off to the side. My cock beside his head, but pointing straight up. That was how Ricky found us when he reentered the bedroom. "Shower's free if anyone wants to go now," he chuckled. I stood up and said I should go first since I had to go home soon. "Let's just go together," Uncle Gary suggested, rising as well. We showered, again, and today, Uncle Gary drove me home. The rest of the school year passed without incident. Ricky's graduation was long and dreary, leaving all of us sweaty and exhausted by the end of the night. The day after school let out, I went with Uncle Gary's family to see of my parents and sister at the airport. My mom and sister cried, my dad was stoic and solemn. I imitated my father's lead, but hid the tears silently on the drive back home. Ricky and I headed into his room. I sat against the corner, with my knees pulled up under my chin. Ricky sat next to me and turned on a movie. Neither of us were really watching. Ricky let his head drop down to my shoulder. He slid an arm through my crossed arms that rested on top of my knees. We slept in that position. I was half aware when Uncle Gary came and carried me to his room. I felt, but ignored the tugging of my clothes that stripped me naked. When I felt the warmth of Uncle Gary's body and the shroud of blankets over me, I slipped back into the deep part of sleep that came before dreams. Before I woke up, I dreamt that Uncle Gary and Ricky were both fucking me. I didn't know how, but they were both penetrating my ass while I was standing, but bent over with my hands on my knees. In front of me, were my parents and sister standing at the gate to their plane. They didn't look disgusted or pleased. They were just looking. I felt my ass spread wider and woke up to find myself with my legs pressed against my chest and a strange man hovering over me with his cock penetrating my ass. He noticed me awake, and quickly covered my mouth with his hand and held my forearms with his other hand. By the sunlight, I guessed that it was late afternoon, which shocked me by how much I had slept. I stole a glance to my right and saw Uncle Gary there with a beer in one hand and camcorder in the other. Beside him were a group of men, too many for me to count with my peripheral vision. I looked back up at the man above me. He wasn't attractive, but he wasn't repulsive either. His hip was slamming away at my ass with such ease that I feel as if he had been at it for awhile... or maybe some other men had already had taken turns at my ass before I gained consciousness. Regardless, he continued to fuck me as if I were a doll to be used for his pleasure. I could smell the stench of alcohol fill the room and especially heavily from the foreign man's breath. They were all caucasian, which made me assume they were friends or acquaintances of Uncle Gary's. One of the men came over and took some of Uncle Gary's tube socks. He used one to tie my hands tightly together. I saw another man enter the room, hand my Uncle some cash and begin to strip. With another sock, the man who tied my hands quickly used it to blindfold me, and with a third, he used as a gag. The man fucking me pulled out of my ass briefly and flipped me over. He raise my ass so that my hole was up in the air, exposed, and my face was pressed into the mattress because my hands were tied tightly behind my back. The man reinserted his cock into my ass and I felt his hands press down on my shoulders, burying my face deeper into the mattress. The men's chuckles and jokes rumbled heavily sounding to me more like noise than actual words because of my exhaustion. Slowly though, I was becoming more and more awake, struggling harder and harder to get out from the man I could no longer see. I felt a stinging slap against my ass and paused. The man thrust in hard, and I felt his cock jerk as it unloaded his semen into my ass. When he pulled out, I tried to roll over and escape, though I knew it to be futile. I felt four hands grab me and hold me in place. In the midst of the numerous voices, I missed the suggestion on how to discipline me, so I was shocked to feel the whip of a leather belt against my ass. I cried out and stopped moving. I felt the brittle whiskers of a man's face against my cheek. "If you don't behave, we'll be a lot more generous with that belt," he whispered. The men laughed loudly. I whimpered into the mattress as I felt the mattress shift under the weight of a new man. The way the mattress sagged in his direction compared to the other man, I assumed the newcomer to be much heavier. I was correct in my assumption because I felt his stomach on my back far in advance of his cock. By the time the man had his cock buried in me, half my back seemed to be bearing the burden of his gut. The man barely moved, but grabbed my hips and forced me to rock back and forth to fuck his cock. Most likely due to his lack of experience, the man came quickly enough, fortunately. The next man, in almost a single fluid movement, pounced onto the mattress and onto me, and slid his entire cock into me. He barely jostled the bed which led me to believe he was close to my own size, but the hardness of his muscles shocked me. It was as if my backside was being slammed into by a big man-sized wooden board. The man's cock was extremely large and stretched my already gaping hole. I felt his scraggly pubes at the base of his cock whenever he shoved himself completely into me. I screamed through the gag, but between the gag, the mattress, and the men's loud talking and laughing, I couldn't even hear myself. The man was relentless. Ricky couldn't even compare to this man. There was never a moment's pause to catch his breath. There was never a moment when my body was not jostled by his cock fucking my ass. My asshole was being constantly rubbed back and forth for the next minute. Hour. I lost track of time. Sweat poured down my body and soaked the sheets beneath me. The man kept squeezing the skin of my ass. He'd lose his grip then grab a handful of skin again to hold me in place. I felt as if my ass was being torn from the tightness of his grip. I felt as if my hole would never heal from the man's drunken fucking. When he finally came, I barely felt the cold night air flow into my colon through my wide hole before another man's cock slid into me. This man was neither fat nor fit. He did not fuck to merely cum in my ass, but I felt his hands run from my ass, up my back, and to my shoulders where they rested and massaged the taut muscles that were strained from holding my hands behind my back. The chatter of the men's rough voices fell slightly as they watched this man, soothe the pains of my exhaustive stance as his cock massaged my worn hole rather than fucked it. I felt my sphincter embrace his cock and tighten around it as if attempting to return the favors that the man was providing me in this gentle and almost passionate fuck. I felt his skin rub against mine and felt hair so thick it was almost as if he were fully clothed. I felt him lean over and felt the slight gut press into my the small of my back, his hairy chest pressing against my shoulder blades, and his mouth brought low to kiss my neck as it craned to the side to allow me breath as he fucked me. The man maneuvered his legs and spread my legs out so that my ass was no longer raised. My cock pressed into the mattress. I moaned into the pillow as I let my body relax, the man's body pressing me flat against the mattress. When I had relaxed completely, the man resumed pumping his hips, more vigorously than he had been before, but because of my newly found relaxation, the ordeal was much more pleasurable than it would have been. Before I realized what was happening, I felt my body convulse and my cock ejaculate a heavy load of semen onto the sheets. Feeling exhausted, I closed my eyes and let time and men rush by me. I woke up and saw that there was absolutely no light coming in from the outside. The room was silent apart from the mattress squeaking beneath me. I felt the man's body above mine, I felt his hips slap against my ass, but I felt nothing of the friction between his cock and my asshole. I reached back and was horrified and excited simultaneously at the damage that had been done to my hole. The anal lips were so abused that they became swollen and radiated heat that had nothing to do with the fucking I was receiving at the moment. My hole barely closed around the man's thick cock, but he resolutely continued to fuck me, determined to unload his semen in me. I glanced around and noticed the camcorder running, but Uncle Gary's room completely empty. The man, too involved in fucking me with his eyes closed didn't notice my gaining consciousness. His fucking grew more rapid and more harsh before he gave a final thrust and shot his semen inside me. He leaned down and kissed my neck briefly before pulling out of my ass, giving me a final smack on my butt cheek, gathering his belongings and dressing and departing from the room. The sheets beneath me were soaked. I looked down at the white sheets and determined from the stains that much of it was sweat and spit, from the crustiness I guessed at semen, and from the colorfully yellow stains I assumed urine. Urine? It explained the smell and the saltiness in my mouth. The men had truly used me. I flipped over onto my back, causing my hard cock to flop around pathetically on my stomach. Even unconscious, I was turned on by the physical abuse. I felt a torrent of semen and urine spill from my ass onto the sheets. I stood up and felt that the stream of semen which had subsided from the torrent to a slow trickle, flow down my leg and stain the carpet with its milky whiteness. I strode over to my clothes and put on my underwear and my jeans. Shirtless, I headed to the restroom to wash up. When I closed the door behind me, I turned on the light and amazed at the sight of myself in the mirror, forgot to lock the door. There were bright red hand prints on my skin where the men had either slapped me viciously or squeezed and tugged on my skin so hard that they left their marks on me. I dropped my pants and turned and examined my burning ass. It amazed me that I had slept through such an ordeal. Maybe I wasn't asleep the whole time. Maybe I was awake, but just so overwhelmed by everything that I blanked out. Maybe they got me drunk while I was being fucked and blacked out. Maybe. I felt the trickle of semen resume and quickly stepped into the shower. The steaming water soothed the sores and bruises that ached my body. I turned around and felt the water caress my ass and hole, easing the pain and relaxing my muscles. My asshole instinctively squeezed and forced out another torrent of semen that had been lurking inside me. I reached back and was shocked to find that my hole could not squeeze itself shut. It remained open wide, allowing water to enter and semen to flow out easily. I slid my finger inside my hole and felt the inside of my colon without even touching my anal lips. The image of my gaping hole pleased and worried me. Would it close up again? How long would it be till it healed? Can I take Ricky and Uncle Gary's cocks tonight? At that thought, I wondered where Ricky was. I quickly attempted to empty my ass of semen by reaching my hand inside me and scooping out what I could. I shook my ass a bit hoping to dislodge anything I couldn't reach before rinsing off and drying up. I got dressed in my jeans, but left my boxers off and tossed them into the hamper in Uncle Gary's room. I headed to Ricky's room and knocked. There was no response. I tried the door and found it open. Ricky was huddled close to the corner where I had left him earlier, except that his head was buried in his arms that were resting on his knees. I walked over and squatted in front of him, my jeans hugging my legs and ass tightly. "Ricky?" I muttered quietly, reaching out and touching his shoulder gently. Ricky quickly looked up and I saw a bruise that covered nearly a quarter of his face surrounding his eye. "Oh my god, what happened?" "I tried to stop them, but Dad punched me," Ricky muttered. He sniffed once. I turned and sat beside him, leaning my body into his. "It's okay," I said, "everything's okay." I put my hand on his inner thigh, inches from his groin. His cock quickly began to grow erect. Smiling at the sight, I looked at his face and gave him a quick peck on his bruise. Ricky winced, but smiled too. Ricky moved suddenly and laid me down on my back. He worked my jeans off my body and raised my leg. He gasped at the sight of my hole. He touched it gingerly and decided not to continue with his original pursuit. Instead, he turned his focus to my cock, which was also standing erect at attention. Ricky's mouth moved up and down on my cock. When I was well lubricated with his saliva, Ricky stood up, stripped down, and squatted over my cock. He gingerly tested the elasticity of his hole on the tip of my cock. When he managed the head of my cock, he slowly lowered himself until my cock was buried inside his tight hard ass. He leaned forward over me and kissed my lips, his ass bouncing up and down on my cock, fucking me much quicker than I would have thought for someone so inexperienced with anal. Because my erection was one that I had been sporting since I was unconscious, I came quickly, but that didn't stop Ricky from continuing to ride my cock. He continued to fuck me until my cock grew flaccid enough to fall from his hole. He lied beside me, intertwining our limbs and interlocking our tongues and lips. Ricky climbed on top of me, spread my legs with his, and slid his cock into my ass. He didn't fuck me, but just held his cock inside me. He brought his head down onto my chest and fell asleep. It felt safe and warm being wrapped in his arms and having his cock wrapped up in my ass. Listening to his breathing and feeling his chest expand and contract with his breathing made me sleepy again. I fell asleep in my cousin's arms with him inside me.