Date: Fri, 01 Mar 2024 19:43:41 +0000 From: Kevin Webster Subject: Uncle Roy And Trevor All the usual disclaimers apply. The following story is entirely fictional and contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between adult males and a teenage boy. Read no further if you are under the age of 18 or offended by such material. Please consider donating to Nifty at https://donate.nifty.org Gay / Adult-youth: incest, oral, anal, M+/t - - - - - Uncle Roy And Trevor My name is Trevor, and my introduction to sex began when I was 10 years old. I was playing in my uncle's garage one day, in the attic storage area, and found a stack of old magazines in a cardboard box. All the magazines contained pictures of naked men and women doing sexy things. I come from a strict Roman Catholic family, so this material looked like something that would be regarded as ultra-taboo, but I found the magazines very exciting - at that time I didn't know why. There was also a magazine that showed a woman being stripped naked and tied up by two men. After perusing the magazines, twice, I thought I was clever enough to put them back in the order they had been found in, but obviously I did not. During my next visit to the garage, about a week later, my desire to see the magazines again got the better of me. I went up to the storage area and opened the cardboard box. My uncle found me there some 15 minutes later. "Do you like what you see, Trev?" he said. I was scared to death, but Uncle Roy promised not to tell my mother, or anyone at the church, if I did what he said. Of course, I agreed to do whatever he said - in hindsight, the magazines belonged to him, so he would have been in trouble with my mother, not me. "Good boy," he said. "Now, let's get you inside the house and ready for your first sex lesson." By the end of that day, I got to experience almost everything I had seen in the magazines, including some of the bondage. The first thing my uncle did was to ensure that I was clean. He took me to the bathroom and gave me a couple of enemas, and then showered me thoroughly. He then took me into his bedroom and taught me how to "masturbate" an adult cock, and then a stiff, three-inch cock. I was also shown how to rim his arsehole and give him a blowjob. He used nylon stocking to tie my wrists and ankles to the four bedposts, before he stuck his slippery cock into my virgin arsehole. As painful as it was, I suffered it as quietly as I could. When he finished squirting his seed into my hole, and then onto my back, he rubbed the semen into my skin before untying me. He showered me again and used some sort of cooling cream to reduce the pain in my arsehole. After getting dressed, I made my way home. My arse ached for a couple of days, and I promised myself that I would never do that again. But when my arse stopped hurting, I couldn't stop thinking about sex. I had to return to my uncle's house to see the magazines again, and again, and again; and if my aunt was home, we would suck cock in the garage. ~ ~ ~ When I was 13 years old my uncle introduced me to Peter. Peter was about the same age and build as my uncle. He was tall and slim, and had dark hair and brown eyes. I felt an attraction to him the minute I saw him. He lived on a farm, some ten miles from town, with his father, George. The old man was about the same height has his son, but a lot heavier. He sported a full, white trimmed beard. The two men invited me to spend some of my summer holiday at their place, and assured me that I would be able to drive their tractor, as long as I stayed on their property, and ride their horses. I was thrilled at the prospect of getting to drive a tractor and ride a horse. My parents didn't require much persuading to allow me to spend a couple of weeks on the farm. I packed a few belongings and my uncle drove me out to the farm. On the way to the farm, Uncle Roy picked up George at the petrol station. I was sitting between the two men as we left the main road. George put his arm around my shoulders and began to kiss me, he then began to play with the bulge in my shorts. The old man unbuttoned my flies and pulled my cock out. He wanked me off slowly, until I almost reached a climax. "You won't be needing any clothes on the farm," said George. "So, Roy will be taking all your togs home with him, including the clothes you're now wearing." "George and Peter want to see you naked at all times," said Uncle Roy. "They want you to be ripe for picking at any time." "That's right, boy," said George, as he squeezed my cock. "If we're in the fields, or in the barn, or in the house, you'll need to be able to bend over and show us your assets." "So, get naked, Trev," said Uncle Roy, "and give George a blowjob." The old man unfastened his trousers as I stripped off between the two men. He stroked his seven-inch cock until it was good and hard, and then placed his hand on the back of my neck, pulling my head down to his lap. Before sucking in his hard-standing cock, I smelt his musky skin and the laundry soap on his underwear. I had learnt from my uncle how to be a good cock-sucker, so I had no problem with his seven-inch length. When the old man was about to cum, he shoved my head down and held it there as he released his seed. By the time he allowed me to sit up, we were almost at the farm. Much to the delight of my uncle and his two friends, I stepped out of the car naked. "I'll keep your things in the boot of my car," said Uncle Roy. "That way, you'll have something to wear when I take you home." After being shown around the farmhouse, and then taken upstairs to the spare bedroom, Peter and George sat me down on the bed. The two men sat on either side of me and ran their hands all over my body. They played with my nipples and cock, and even probed my arsehole with their fingers. Uncle Roy stood by the door and took dozens of photographs of my first threesome. The two men stood up and took off all their clothes - I was keen to see their naked bodies, and even more eager to compared them to my uncle's body and the men in the magazines. George was in pretty good shape, but his skin was not as firm as Peter's, and was sagging a little. However, time had not affected his cock and ball-sac; they looked as viral as any young thruster's. Peter's tanned body was that of a hard-working farm worker. It was fit and trim, with muscles that rippled when he moved. His chest was squared off, and he could flex his pecs independently. His cock was a little longer than his father's, and his ball-sac hung lower between his legs. Both men were hairless down below, so their cocks looked far better when fully erect. Peter and his father positioned me in the middle of the double bed, so that they could lay down on either side of me. They took turns in French kissing me and playing with my nipples. My cock responded by standing to attention, and was longer than it had ever been before. It was twitching back and forth as the men kissed and tweaked my nipples. "C'mon, dad," said Peter. "Let's see you fuck the young scallywag." The old man positioned himself between my legs, so that he could lift them up by the ankles and place them on his shoulders. He then drove his hard-standing cock into my arsehole - over the years, my uncle had stretched my hole, so I could accommodated the old man's cock with very little discomfort. I did grunt with every thrust though. Peter then moved to face his father and straddle my head. He then bent his cock down and stuck it into my mouth. His ball-sac covered my nose as I looked up to see his sexy arsehole. He began face-fucking my mouth by rocking back and forth. It was not easy, but I was able to catch glimpses of what they were doing to me in the mirrored wardrobe door. Father and son were kissing while they fucked me in unison. I got a mouthful of semen before the old man dumped his load into my expanded hole. ~ ~ ~ During my two-week stay, my naked body was seen in every corner of the farm. I was allowed to drive the tractor, but not before I was fucked by both men in the upper and lower fields. Whenever we visited the barn, their cocks would be buried deep inside my arse throughout the entire visit; and whilst out riding the horses, the two men always found the time to ride me as well. I was fucked up hill and down dale, and my cock was always in great demand. My uncle made a lot of visits to the farm during those two weeks. He would turn up with Alan, a teenager, and there would be fucking and sucking all night long. The next day, Alan and I would be photographed having sex together in the barn, or in the woods behind the old boathouse. Some evenings, when the housework was finished, we would clean up and watch videos of my uncle having sex with Alan, or Peter having sex with Alan and Mark - Mark liked to be tied up with nylon stockings and arse-whipped with a leather strap. I learnt a lot about how boys could please men during that short stay at the farm. When the holiday was over, my mother commented of how tanned and fit I looked. I told her all about the horses, and the tractor driving. I just left out the bit about the cocks that constantly fucked my arsehole. ~ ~ ~ A month or so later, Uncle Roy took me to his favourite beach for the day. I could smell the salt air and feel the temperature drop as we got closer to the sea. When we arrived, my uncle had to get out of the car and open a gate, which had a 'Private Property' sign on it. The metal gate had a number of locks, but one was a combination lock. He turned the tumblers and opened the gate, and after driving the car through, he waved his hand at an electronic sensor and the gate closed behind us automatically. We drove for some distance along a rough track, and then through a stand of trees. "This is a private nudist beach, Trev," he said, smiling. "So, we can get naked and fuck all day long. The owner is Mr. Booth, a wealthy business man. He uses the beach as a meeting place for his like-minded friends, and guests like us." "So, we can get naked and fool around, without getting into trouble?" I said. "Yes. Mr. Booth likes to see boys like you on his beach. The more the merrier." Some 10 minutes later, we were both stark-bollock-naked and splashing around in the water.