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Uncle Roy

By: evil_in_the_flesh



18-year-old Jen just arrived home from her part-time job at Burger King. She couldn't wait to see her Uncle Roy. He was just released from a 12 year sentence in prison today for stabbing a man, which Roy denied doing. Jen's parents said Roy could stay with them for a while, until he's able to get back onto his feet.

Jen went up into her room to change. As she took off her Burger King shirt, she stopped and admired her chest in the mirror.

"Wow! My tits are huge. No wonder the buttons on my shirt keep popping off," Jen joked.

Jen removed her huge 38G bra and tossed it to the floor. Her tits were tanned and hung naturally down her chest and swelled out into the size of bowling balls. Her nipples were small and dark pink. Her light pink areolas were the sized of baloney slices.

As Jen bended over to take off her jeans, her enormous tits hung long, creating a long vast of beautiful cleavage. Unaware to Jen, her newly freed from jail Uncle Roy had just passed her room and took a peek at his lovely niece. The last time he saw Jen, she was about 5 years old when he got put in prison. He would have never thought that Jen would grow up, sporting a pair of monstrous tits. Roy's cock immediately hardens at the sight of Jen's voluptuous body.

Jen was now just in her cotton panties. Jen wasn't a slim girl nor was she fat. She was just thick in certain places. Especially in her chest, ass, hips, and thighs. She had dark brown hair and hazel eyes. 

Jen stood in the mirror and cupped her massive G cups. She squeezed them together to form one gigantic tit with two small nipples.

"Holy Shit! Those things are huge!" Roy gasped.

Roy had forgot what it was like seeing a naked girl while being in prison. Especially one with large breasts as his niece. Roy couldn't take it anymore and pulled out his big dick, which has been longing for a nice wet mouth and warm pussy to pound. He masturbated to his niece feeling herself up. Luckily for Roy, Jen and him were the only ones home.

Jen stopped squeezing her tits and took a handful of her chucky ass. She squeezed her ass through the cotton panties.

Roy moaned and groaned quietly as he jerked furiously at his cock. He started to unload his milky cum all over the floor in front of Jen's room. Roy let out a huge sign of relief and Jen started looking around.

"Oh shit!" Roy cursed as he quickly headed back to his room.

Jen opened up her door and unexpectedly stepped into her Uncle Roy's goo in her white socks. Jen wiggled her toes as she felt something wet on her socks. She sat on her bed and took off both socks. She sniffed them to see what she had stepped in.

"Cum! Someone spurted cum in front of my room! Uncle Roy!" Jen immediately suspected.

Jen didn't know what to do about her Uncle Roy, so she quickly got on the phone and called her best friend Karen. Karen was the brainy of the two. Karen was also much thinner, taller, and had a smaller bust size of a B cup.

Jen throw on a large white tee and slipped on some new socks. Her giant breasts bounced and wobbled freely under the white tee as she headed downstairs to wait for Karen.

15 minutes passed and Karen finally arrived.

"Thank god your here," said Jen relieved.

"So your Uncle Roy jerked off in front of your room while watching you get undressed?" Karen asked.

"Yes Karen...I've already told you over the phone," Jen said in an angry tone.

"Well...Lets face it Jen. You're Uncle has been in prison for a long time and seeing a girl very attractive like you, would automatically turn him on," Karen explained.

"But that's sick... I'm his niece and he's my uncle. Not a bad looking uncle at that," Jen said as she blushed.

"Hey Jen. I have an idea! Lets really tease your uncle and make him wish he could cum," Karen said.

"Great! How can we do that?" Jen asked.

Karen leaned over and whispered the plans in Jen's ear. At first, Jen seemed disgusted but realized it was hot.

20 minutes had gone by as Roy was tossing and turning in his sleep. He kept hearing strange sounds coming from his niece's room.

"I wonder what she is doing?" Roy asked himself.

Roy got out of bed and slowly walked down to his niece's room. As he got closer, the strange sounds were the sounds of moans. He peeked into his voluptuous niece's room and saw Karen eating out his niece.

"Holy shit!" gasped Roy out loud.

"Uncle Roy? Is that you?" Jen called out as Karen lifted her head from between Jen's legs.

Roy put his hand over his mouth and quickly rushed back to his room. Jen and Karen got up and headed to Roy's room. 

Roy was lying on the bed with a pillow of his face.

"Well well well! Seems Uncle Roy has been having some very good dreams," Jen commented on Roy's huge erection in his boxers.

"Wow! He looks massive," said Karen stunned. "Why don't we have a look?"

Jen and Karen approached Roy and Roy didn't move. He did however, had a weird grin on his face as if he wanted the girls to take off his boxers and have their way with him. Then again, he thought of the incest he and his niece would be committing. Then her enormous tits popped into his head and he forgot all about her being his niece.

Karen and Jen opened up the slit to his boxers and his 8-inch cock sprang out to its full hardness.

"Hmmm! Not bad. Guess it looked bigger in the boxers," said Karen as she grabbed her hands around it.

Jen was the first to taste her uncle's cock after 12 years of being locked up.

"Ohhh!" moaned Roy underneath the pillow as his niece bobbed her mouth up and down his shaft.

Karen cupped and fondled Roy's balls and bended down to suck on them. She sucked one testicle into her mouth and then the other. She swirled her tongue around his nut sack and sucked both balls into her mouth.

Jen could feel Roy's cock growing inside her mouth.

"Oh Karen! He's growing," Jen said in between sucks. 

"Hmmmm good!" moaned Karen with her mouth full of Roy's balls.

Jen started licking her uncle's cock like it was an ice cream melting on a hot summer day.

Roy could feel his niece's massive braless knockers squished against his thighs as she licked his cock from top to bottom. Jen enjoyed Karen at sucking her uncle's balls. Each girl had a testicle sucked between her lips.

Roy's cock grew massively has veins started popping from his shaft. His cockhead swelled up and turned purple.

After the girls sucked his balls for a few minutes, they each took turns sucking his delicious large cock. Jen would suck on the top part of his cock, while Karen sucked and slurped on the base.

Roy bit down hard on the pillow and started to go insane. After 12 years of prison, this was heaven for he thought.

Jen popped her uncle's cock from her mouth and Karen jerked his slobbered down cock in her hands. Jen lifted up her oversized tee shirt and bared her giant breasts to Karen.

"Jesus Christ Jen! Those tits are fucking massive," Karen said amazed. "I know your uncle is going to love this titfuck." 

Jen flopped her massive bare jugs upon her uncle's thighs. Roy knew Jen had taken off her shirt by the feel of her bare skin touching his. His large hard cock was smothered between two gigantic breasts and he loved it.

Karen still had her grip on Roy's cock while it's sunk between Jen's huge whoppers. She started jerking Roy's cock right between Jen's titties. Jen's tits jiggled and wobbled with each thrust from Karen.

"Oh god Karen! His big cock feels so good between my titties," Jen moaned as she started sliding her breasts up and down her uncle's cock.

Roy's cum-filled balls wanted so badly to release. Roy couldn't take it anymore and tossed the pillow off his face and smiled a huge grin at the girls. Roy reached down and grabbed massive handfuls of Jen's tits and started pounding them.

"Oh look Jen! You're Uncle Roy is awoke and he's fucking your tits," Karen said sarcastically.

Jen didn't pay Karen any attention as she was enjoying her uncle's cock thrusting between her melons.

Roy squeezed and mauled his niece's G cups around his cock. Roy wrapped his legs around Jen's back and started sliding her tits up and down his cock furiously. He knew this would probably be his once in a lifetime chance too ever titfuck a girl with tits like Jen.

"Ughhh I'm going to cum! Here I cum!" cried Roy as years of frustration were finally about to be released.

Jen kept her arms to her uncle's side and moaned to the pleasure of a big cock plowing between her juicy tits. 

A massive load of jizz sprang up and spattered all over Jen's flushed face. Another massive load shot up and covered the tops of Jen's wobbling breasts. A few more loads spilled between Jen's sweaty cleavage. Roy's body when weak after cumming but he kept squeezing his niece's tits on his cock.

Roy released his legs from Jen's back and his hands fell off her huge cum-covered breasts as he fell hard asleep from exhaustion.

"Ohhhh Jen! You're tits look so hot dripping in cum," moaned Karen as she leaned over and started licking the cum off her best friend's tits.

Jen and Karen started fucking each other beside Roy, which will be left for another story... 

Uncle Roy's Cabin



Jeff watched in fascination as the sagging wires between the poles seemed to be moving up and down as he passed by. Early on Monday morning driving along this highway, there was little else to keep his attention. He had been driving for about an hour and in another 20 minutes or so would be crossing the state line into Wyoming. Glancing at the clock on his truck's radio, Jeff saw it was a bit after 7, his start time right at 6 am. He thought of food but decided to wait until he had gone through Cheyenne and would make the turn toward the northwest. Once out of the town, he would stop and fill the truck's tank, then get a bite to eat himself. He knew that beyond this point, there would be far fewer gas stations and more remote areas he would be traveling through. Jeff was heading for his Uncle Roy's place, centrally located in 'Middle of Nowhere', Wyoming. 

Roy was Jeff's favorite uncle, though as his only uncle that title was not too difficult to hold. Jeff had not seen his uncle since he was 15, almost 10 years ago. He had, after some perceived injustice done to him at the hands of his parents, run away from home and found his way to Roy's cabin. With a few belongings in his backpack and a few dollars in his pocket, Jeff had relied on his thumb to get him to Roy's place. Three days later, and even now Jeff did not know how he had found the place, he arrived at his uncle's cabin and announced that he would be staying with Roy for a while. Jeff did not offer explanation, and Roy had asked for none, just telling the boy to put his pack in the cabin and come out to help with the roof he was repairing. 

Jeff was remembering back to that time, his illusion of adventure quickly banished by the hard life that was typical of what Roy faced every day. Roy was the black sheep of the family and Jeff did not know much about him. The family was small, both sets of his grandparents had died young, so Jeff's parents and Roy, his mother's brother, were all the family he had ever known. Jeff remembered seeing Roy more frequently when he was younger, but as he had gotten older, the visits had become infrequent. 

Jeff's parents would rarely speak of Roy, only offering brief comments about problems whenever Jeff would ask for more details. They would offer things like "It was the war", or "the drugs did it", or just "that's the way times were back then". Jeff knew that Roy had been troubled, and had his share of problems growing up, but nothing too serious to Jeff's way of thinking. He had heard about the truancy, several issues with underage alcohol and grass, but the straw that broke the camel's back was the time he got arrested joyriding. Without the other stuff, the car charges might have been overlooked, but the judge decided he needed some more discipline, so gave him the choice of jail or military service. Roy took the service, and soon found himself in Viet Nam. 

He survived the ordeal but according to his parents, Roy was never the same. They had tried to help him with life, but he gradually started to drift away and they soon gave up. Roy had moved to the wilderness to get away from the demons he lived with, and had for all intents and purposes, dropped out of society. Jeff found that his idea of adventure was far different from the reality he faced with Roy, and after a month, decided his parents had been punished enough. Roy had walked the 8 miles or so to the nearest phone to call them and let them know where their son was, not finding Jeff's worries sufficient to justify the use of his precious gas. His parents had come up the following day to get him. He knew his mother gave Roy some cash before they left, but they had said little. Thinking back, he realized that was the last time they had seen each other. 

Jeff's thoughts were brought back to the present as he started encountering more cars as he neared the city ahead. He had spoken to his mother yesterday, something he did once or twice a week, even though they only lived 20 or so miles apart. Jeff loved his parents, but they had never been a family that found physical closeness necessary. It was always easier for them to call him or him to call one of them rather than find time to get together. He would see them every month or 2, but that was just the normal way of things in his family. He had noticed a distance in his mother's conversation, but when he asked about it, she had said it was nothing. Jeff had pursued his concerns, and his mother had finally made a mention of Roy. Jeff had not heard her mention his name for quite a few years, so was surprised to hear of him. After some more prodding, his mother had told him that Roy had died a few days ago. She had gotten a call from the sheriff telling her that someone had found his body in his cabin. They had said it was natural causes, and Jeff had no doubt it was, if one could call just being tired of living a natural cause for dying. Jeff assumed that Roy had decided that the best way to rid himself of the demons he faced would be to just stop living. Jeff was also annoyed with his mother, he felt that if he had not pursued the subject, she would not have even told him of Roy's passing. Jeff did not know why, but felt an irresistible urge to go to the cabin, the reason a mystery to him. He had called his boss at home yesterday and telling him of the death, had taken a week off. Jeff only knew he had to go to the cabin, and here he was on the road to find it. 

Once on the northern edge of Cheyenne, Jeff stopped for gas and picked up a breakfast sandwich that he heated in the shop's microwave before resuming his drive. He continued for another 2 and a half hours before he found the area he was looking for. He remembered the town, if one could call this small collection of buildings a town. There was a general store, a part time ranger station, and a couple of other non-descript buildings. Jeff remembered the place from his visit 10 years ago, though it took him 3 days of hitch hiking to get here last time. Roy's place was another 10 miles into the wilderness from here, but Jeff felt comfortable that he could find his way. He followed a gravel road for some miles, and then turned off onto a fire road that was rutted and narrow from disuse. He saw the faint signs of where Roy had left the road in his own truck and pulled into the clearing that stood beside the old wooden cabin. It seemed smaller than he remembered but he had been much younger and considered it a sacred place back then. Jeff turned off the truck and got out, then walked toward the door. 

The cabin did not have a lock on the door, just a simple latch holding it closed. Jeff walked in and instantly was transported back 10 years to the month he had lived here. He did not see anything that looked different from his time back then, but Roy was not one to embrace change either. Jeff thought the place looked oddly sterile, and then realized that there was nothing of Roy's belongings here. Perhaps the cabin had been looted after Roy's death, but since it was not trashed, he assumed that someone had removed anything personal and had sent those few belongings to his mother. Jeff walked around, remembering the time he had been here. The cabin had no electricity and the only running water was from a hand pump next to the sink in the kitchen that drained down a pipe exiting through the floor. No indoor plumbing and the heat came from a wood stove centered in the cabin's single room. The only item remotely modern was the propane stove where Roy could cook the game and fish he subsisted on most of the time. Jeff spent a few minutes reliving some of the experiences from his time here, and then decided to go back to the store to get some supplies for his stay. He wasn't sure how long he would be here, but knew he had to spend some time before going back to his life in Denver. 

*****

At the store, Jeff filled his gas tank, he was not sure when he might get another chance. Having a full tank was often a matter of necessity when one lived this far off the beaten track. He went into the general store and picked up 2 cans of chili, a bag of beef jerky, a 12 pack of Twinkies and a 6 of Coors. He remembered a television clip of David Lee Roth telling of the 5 major food groups -- sugar, starch, fat, grease and alcohol. "Yup, got them all in here", he thought. After paying, he remembered ice and added that to his purchase. Outside, he put the beer into the old metal cooler he had strapped down in the bed of his truck, then poured the ice over the bottles and closed the lid. 

Jeff drove back to the cabin and parked the truck, carrying his groceries inside with him. He was surprised to see a young woman inside the cabin as he entered, standing close enough that Jeff could have touched the rifle she was pointing at him if he had wanted. He decided that would not be a good idea and as he was pondering his next move, the woman demanded "Who the hell are you and what are you doing here?" 

Jeff instinctively knew that if she did not like his answer, or if it was too long in coming, he would be standing here with a 30 caliber hole in his chest. Judging by the way she was holding the rifle, Jeff had no doubt she knew how to use it and the look of defiance on her face told him she had no reservations about shooting him. 

"I-I-I'm Jeff. This is my Uncle Roy's cabin." 

"I never heard Roy say nothing about no Jeff!" replied the woman, looking more menacing than before. 

"I haven't seen him for about 10 years. We were not very close, but he is my mother Rachel's brother." 

"Rachel?? I've heard that name before. Roy didn't talk much about her, but he did say the name a few times." the woman stated. 

Jeff saw her loosen her grip on the rifle, but she still held it in such a way she could easily use him for target practice if she wanted. Deciding to try another tactic, Jeff offered, "Why would I be here if not for my uncle. I can't imagine anyone coming here for any other reason. There's nothing here to steal and I am not planning to move in." 

Jeff thought about the rifle as he had spoken, and remembered that it looked exactly like the spare that Roy had kept hidden in a secret panel between the ceiling rafters. Either she had the same rifle or she knew where to find Roy's. She seemed to know Roy somehow and Jeff decided he had been on the defensive for long enough. 

"I've told you who I am, now maybe you can tell me who you are?" Jeff ventured. 

The woman's face softened a bit, then Roy saw what he took as sorrow in her eyes as she stated, "Roy is ... er, um, was my father!" 

Jeff was taken by surprise. "I didn't even know he was married." 

The woman replied, "He wasn't. You don't need to be married to have kids." 

Jeff stated, "I'm sorry. I just didn't know that Roy had anyone in his life. I guess that means that you must be my cousin. 

The woman's muscles relaxed and she lowered the rifle so that it was pointing at the floor. The look of defiance on her face had become fatigue and Jeff thought she might almost cry at any moment. He thought about giving her a hug, but her earlier actions and the rifle still in her hands made him rethink that possibility. Jeff had also relaxed somewhat since the gun wasn't such an imminent threat, so asked her to tell him about herself and anything she might know about Roy. 

"My name is Laurie. My mother and Roy had an on again, off again relationship. Sometimes we lived here, sometimes we moved on. She had as many demons of her own haunting her as Roy did. He wasn't much of a father but I'm not sure he even knew how." 

She had moved to the wall and hung up the rifle where Roy normally kept his primary gun. Laurie's shoulders had slumped and she now looked tired and alone. Jeff wondered why she had come by the cabin, but guessed it was for much the same reason he was here. Jeff took a chance and offered, "I have some beer in my truck, want to have one?" 

Laurie looked up from her musing, and with a half smile, said "Sure, I think I need one." 

Jeff put down the food items he was still holding and then walked out to the truck and brought in the cooler. He handed a bottle to Laurie and took one for himself. Jeff took a seat at the simple table and waited for Laurie to do the same. He wanted to ask about Roy, but was unsure how to approach the subject, she seemed like she might have some demons of her own. 

Laurie sat down in the other chair shortly and took a long draw at her beer. Jeff took the opportunity to check her out as she was drinking the beer. She appeared to be about the same age as Jeff. She had short dirty blonde hair and a thin build, the lack of any makeup giving her a very plain appearance. She looked tired and if his time with Roy had been any indication, she must have lived a hard life here also. After a few more sips of beer, Laurie said "I haven't had anything to eat today. Mind if I take one of your Twinkies?" 

"Help yourself." Jeff said as he thought about the nutrition contained in a beer and Twinkie diet. Once the thought had disappeared, he also helped himself to a Twinkie and decided the combination wasn't bad. They ate their snack in silence for a few minutes before Jeff started his conversation about Roy. 

"What can you tell me about my uncle?" Jeff started. 

Laurie kind of looked up in the air for a few seconds before answering. "He was always nice to me and my mother, but distant. He didn't like to talk much and sometimes I thought he really did not want us there, but he never said that." 

"I know my parents tried to help him years ago, but they would never really tell me much about him." Jeff stated. 

"He never really said anything I can remember about that. I know I heard him mention Rachel a few times, but never said much about her. I kind of figured out who she was when I got older." 

Jeff thought about it for a bit, and then asked, "What about your mother. I would like to meet her, I guess she is my aunt after all." 

Laurie got quiet for a minute before continuing, "I am not sure where she is. Once I got old enough, she just disappeared one day and never returned. She had done this before, but in the past she would always come back after a few days. The last time it happened, I waited2 weeks, then just took off to take care of myself. I don't think she knew how to be a mother any more than Roy knew how to be a father, but I think she tried to do the best she could. She left when I was 17 and I haven't seen her since. I didn't really look for her, I just did what I had to in order to get by." 

Jeff expected to see sadness in her face, but her expression was one that suggested she felt this was just the way of the world. He let her muse in silence and walked over to get another beer for each of them. Sitting back down, he decided that talking about her past life was probably not the best thing for her at this time, so asked about what she did now. 

"Where do you live? It must have been hard going out on your own at 17." 

Laurie responded, "I have a job waiting tables at a place in Laramie. I guess I just did what I needed to back then. I work a lot of hours, but not much else." 

The conversation continued like this for a while, Jeff and Laurie sipping their beers and each having a couple more Twinkies. The talk stayed morose, and then Jeff jumped as Laurie slammed her bottle down on the table and announced, "I gotta get out of here!" She jumped up and made a dash for the door. Jeff was confused, but followed as she went outside. 

"Is there anything I can do for you?" he asked. 

Laurie had run about 50 feet from the cabin before she stopped and turned to answer his question. "I just couldn't stay in that place right now. I know I lived there when I was younger, but right now there are too many memories for me. I just have to walk a while." 

Jeff could understand her feelings and just walked beside as she wandered through the forest away from the cabin. The trees shaded them from the hot sun and the sounds of birds and animals were all that was audible for quite some time. Neither spoke as they continued to walk. Soon they had walked about half a mile from the cabin and emerged from the trees to walk across a large open meadow. The wild grasses and flowers covered the ground, but deer trails allowed them to move easily. The meadow continued for several miles before the trees on the other side started again. In the open, the heat of the sun was apparent, and they were just walking without purpose. 

Finally, Laurie started speaking again, "I'm sorry, I just had to get out of there. I am not even sure why I came here, I just felt I needed to when I found out about Roy's death." 

Jeff said he was here for the same reason. "I just got in the truck and drove up here. I did not know him that well, but something just drew me." 

*****

They continued their directionless meandering, each thinking about what they remembered from earlier times in their lives. Both had lived in this part of the country long enough to know the signs, but right now, their attention was elsewhere. The wind had picked up and the temperature was starting to cool. The pressure was dropping, but that is not something many can recognize. By the time Jeff took notice, the sky had become almost totally black, the only clear patch directly above them. Laurie saw Jeff look at the sky, and knew immediately what he was seeing. 

Thunderstorms in this part of the country could come up in an instant and could be really nasty. Standing in an open meadow was not a good idea, and both knew it. Laurie turned to head back to the cabin and Jeff was right behind her. The little sunlight disappeared at that moment, and Jeff could hear the far off rumble of thunder. They were maybe a mile from the tree line, then another half mile to the cabin beyond that. Each picked up their pace when the first few rain drops started to spatter the ground around them. The rain picked up quickly and the drops hitting them stung their skin as the wind whipped rain fell. The temperature had dropped quickly as well, and the heat of the day had now disappeared, the wetness making the temperature feel even colder. 

The lightning and thunder were coming much closer together, signaling that the storm was almost on top of them. Jeff and Laurie had started to sprint toward the cabin, not wanting to get caught in the open by the electrical storm. They continued to run, having almost reached the tree line when Jeff felt the first of the small bits of ice hitting his face. Even in mid July, hail was a constant danger in strong thunderstorms. The trees would protect them from direct contact, but would not keep them dry with the amount of rain now falling. Jeff was starting to breathe hard from the exertion, but Laurie did not seem to be having the same difficulty. Once they got under the trees, the force of the rain diminished, but the wetness continued. Shortly, they reached the cabin and went into the structure to get out of the rain. 

The thunder and lightning continued unabated, with the rain even picking up. Jeff lighted one of the oil lamps on the table to offer a bit of light, the sunlight outside had completely disappeared. He was standing there dripping water all over when he looked at Laurie as she peeled her shirt off and started wringing it out in the small sink. He looked at her body for a bit, and then decided to make a run to his truck to get some dry clothes. 

"I am going to get some clothes from my truck. Want me to bring in your stuff too?" thinking of the beat up Honda he had seen around the other side of the cabin. 

Laurie turned from her task and said, "I don't have anything with me. I just got in the car and started driving.

Jeff nodded, then took a breath and ran out the front door to his truck. He opened the door and grabbed the back pack he had thrown into the cab as he left this morning. He made the run back to the cabin, getting even wetter if that was possible. 




Uncle Roy's Cabin



Once back inside, Jeff put down the pack and went to light the other lamp on the table. He looked up to See Laurie pulling off her jeans, the water making them difficult to remove. He checked her out in the dim light of the oil lamps, noticing that she was lean and muscular. She was busy with her own task and did not see him looking at her. She had finished with the shirt and had hung it on a peg on the wall to dry. Jeff was totally surprised when she removed the simple white bra and panties that she was wearing under the t-shirt and jeans. Standing there totally naked, she went about the job of trying to wring as much water from her clothes as possible. Jeff just watched, not really believing that she had stripped naked seemingly without concern in front of him. His mind left that thought, the cold wetness of his own clothes reminding him of the situation. 

Laurie noticed that he had not done anything to get out of his own clothes, and said, "You better get those wet clothes off. You will catch your death." 

Jeff had to laugh a bit, his mother must have told him that same thing at least a thousand times. He pondered the thought of a naked woman in the cabin with him, but right now felt uncomfortable with the thought. He took his pack and offered her a shirt and a pair of his boxers from inside. Laurie walked over and started to take the items from him, but when she saw that there was nothing else in the pack after he gave her the offered garments, said she could not take his only clothes. 

"What are you going to wear? You still have those wet things on, you need to get them off." 

Jeff said he would just wear his wet things until they dried, but Laurie would not hear of it. 

"Get out of the wet clothes. You take the shirt and shorts. I am fine like this." 

Jeff wasn't sure about that, and said so. 

Laurie then offered, "OK, you wear the boxers and I will wear the shirt." 

Jeff did not want to do that, so Laurie then said, "OK, I wear the boxers and you wear the shirt." 

Laurie was not going to let him stay wet, and Jeff was not sure he could walk around with his junk hanging out, so in the end relented and took the boxers as Laurie put on his t-shirt. The shirt was not long enough to cover much, only coming about half way down her ass. Jeff could still see her ass cheeks in the back and all of her bush in the front. Laurie did not seem to mind her near nudity and also did not notice Jeff looking at her. 

Jeff stripped off his own wet clothes, and quickly put on the boxers, not wanting to show himself off to Laurie. She had continued to wring out what water she could from her own clothes, and then Jeff took his turn at the sink to do the same. The clothes were hung around the cabin on whatever spot was available to dry. The cabin had been pretty warm during the earlier part of the day, but now that the temperature outside had fallen, the air inside was getting cooler too. Laurie took the cans of chili Jeff had bought earlier and poured the contents into the only pot she found. The cabin still had propane in the small tank outside, so the stove worked to heat the meal. Laurie went about her task without concern for her lack of pants, something Jeff found odd. He decided to try to ignore her state of undress, though that might be difficult. His own state of dress was just a plain pair of white boxers and he worried that if he concentrated on his cousin, he might end up sitting here with a growing boner that likely would upset Laurie. 

The thunder and lightning had not diminished a bit, so they sat listening to the sounds of the storm, as the simple meal heated on the stove. The cabin's roof did not leak, a good thing in Jeff's mind. Once the chili had heated sufficiently, Laurie split it between them and they ate the dinner. Each had a bottle of beer, the last of the supply Jeff had bought earlier that day. The storm showed no sign of letting up any time soon, and the light from the oil lamps was the only illumination in the cabin. The outside temperature had dropped at least 30 degrees between the time they first went out and the time they returned, soaked to the skin. Inside the cabin, the warmth from the day had diminished, and soon would be close to the outside temperature. There was no wood in the cabin to make a fire in the stove, and even if there was, getting it going would make things too hot very quickly in such close quarters. 

Their conversation during dinner had been minimal, and without much else to do, Laurie suggested they go to bed. Jeff wasn't sure about sleeping arrangements, the cabin had a single bed and only a thin blanket on top. He was thinking he might sleep on the floor, but the floor was rough hewn wood and without even a top cover, did not think he would get any rest. He thought about going to his truck, but Laurie told him to just get in beside her, the storm was not going to slow any and he would get little sleep in a cramped truck cab anyway. Jeff was unsure, but decided he had no other choice, so got into the bed beside Laurie and soon was asleep. 

*****

Jeff awoke slowly, he felt something was different. He gradually remembered that he was in the cabin, but something still wasn't quite right. The storm had ended and the sun was starting to filter in through the windows as he worked to open his eyes. He had his normal morning wood, and realized that it too felt strange. As his senses started to focus, he found that Laurie was straddling his hard cock, now protruding from his boxers, and that she was jamming herself up and down on his stiff member. Jeff wondered just what she was doing, but resisted the urge to say something, waiting a bit until he could form a coherent sentence. He felt the pain in his groin, the urge to pee was strong, especially since Laurie was jamming herself onto his cock with sufficient force to put a lot of pressure on his filled bladder. 

Ordinarily, Jeff would have been overjoyed to find a woman riding his cock as he awoke, but now something bothered him. Of course, the incest thing with his cousin passed through his mind, but he was less worried about that little item than he was about getting laid. Jeff rationalized that if Bill Clinton could claim not to be having sex as Monica sucked his cock, he could say that he wasn't having sex with his cousin since this certainly didn't feel like any sex he had experienced before. He looked at Laurie's face as she strained to keep sliding up and down, and did not see what he would consider to be pleasure on her face. He was also aware that his own shaft did not feel good for some reason. After a little thought, he realized that Laurie's pussy was not producing any wetness, she was dry fucking his cock, and it was as though she was stroking him with sandpaper. 

As he watched her face, Jeff pondered saying something, or even trying to participate more, but chose to wait to see what would happen. He watched as she continued to jam herself onto him, realizing that the expression on her face almost looked angry, as if she was trying to punish him or maybe even herself. She had her eyes closed and kept riding, not slowing down or offering any suggestion of what she was thinking. Jeff knew he would have to stop her soon, he could not continue to have her jamming her crotch onto his bladder that was now almost ready to burst. Before he had to make a decision to interrupt her actions, Laurie stopped and rolled off of him, lying on the bed without a word. After a few minutes of rest, she opened her eyes and announced it was time for her to get up. Jeff thought about what had happened, but passed on the chance to say anything for the moment. He got up himself and then went out to the outhouse to relieve his need to pee. Laurie had followed him out and taken her turn, still wearing the shirt and no pants as she did the night before. 

All trace of the storm had disappeared, the early morning light suggesting a hot summer day like the one yesterday before the rain. Laurie took the still damp clothing from inside the house and hung it around the outside of the cabin on various plants and trees. The sun would finish the drying within a few hours out here. Inside, Jeff sat as Laurie looked for something they might have for breakfast. She found no food in the cabin, but did manage to discover a bit of coffee. She put the old pot onto the stove to boil the water, and Jeff set out the remaining Twinkies and the beef jerky that had not been touched yesterday. Another nutritious meal he thought as the smell of coffee started to fill the air. They ate their breakfast in silence and Jeff wondered what the day would bring.

Laurie had cleared the few items from the table, her waitress experience showing itself. Jeff wondered if she even thought twice about doing this with no pants on, he did not see any sign of self conscious behavior from her at all as she moved about the cabin. He was still wearing only his boxers, and inside felt the urge to put something else on, but did not want to make a big deal about covering up. He did know that if he or they wanted to stay here longer than a few hours more, he would need to get additional food today. He knew his own clothes would be dry enough to put back on, probably about noon. He would go into town at that time and see what he could find. 

Neither Jeff nor Laurie had given any thought to what they would do once here at the cabin, only feeling the need to be here. Now that they were both inside, there seemed little to do but remember the past and commiserate. Jeff wanted to know more of Roy's life, but Laurie didn't seem comfortable talking about that part of her own life. She now started to ask Jeff about his family. She had not really known much of a family life, and wondered what it would have been like to experience that for herself. 

"Is your mom like Roy? I mean, does she look like him or do you see any of him in her?" Laurie started. 

Jeff was surprised, but since he had been asking about Roy so much, realized she didn't know anything about his side of the family. It was part of her family too, though he only just learned of this yesterday. 

"I'm not sure how much alike they are. I never really thought about it, though I guess my mom has Roy's eyes. I really didn't give it much thought. She never really talked about him much, and as I got older, he came up less frequently. I think she cared about him, but from the little I got, I think he preferred to be alone." Jeff answered. 

"It must be different to have 2 parents around all the time." 

Jeff replied, "I guess so. I never knew anything else, so don't know what it feels like to not live like that. I bet it was pretty hard for you to keep moving with no real family or any roots." 

"I didn't know anything else, just thought it was the way things were. How often do you see your parents now?" 

Jeff was a bit uncomfortable, since he did not see them any more often. "I probably should see them more, but usually every month or 2. They live nearby, but we have never really been a close family. I guess that is just the way things have been for me. Maybe we are not too different after all." he added with a somber note. 

Their conversation continued to go around, neither opening up to the other much. The morning sun was heating the air inside the cabin, its windows not opening to allow ventilation. Jeff noticed the heat and decided that his clothes hanging on some bushes outside would likely be dry. 

"I am going to go to the store to get something for us to eat. Want to come along?" 

Laurie declined his offer, adding that she would prefer to not see anyone from around here at this time. Jeff wasn't sure why but didn't dwell on it long. 

"Anything in particular you want me to get?" 

"I'm not too picky, but can you get some more beer?" Laurie responded. 

"No problem, I should be back within an hour or so." 

Jeff retraced his route from yesterday to the general store and wandered inside. He looked around for a bit, but did not see anything that looked particularly appetizing. In the end, he found a few cans of chili and stew, some chocolate chip cookies and a pound of hamburger. There was no refrigeration in the cabin so anything perishable he bought would have to be cooked that day. He also got a case of Coors and this time remembered the ice before he paid for his selection. Again, he put the beer into the cooler and poured the ice over it, hoping it would cool sufficiently by the time he and his cousin were ready to drink. He drove back to the cabin and was inside within the hour he had anticipated. 

Jeff brought the groceries into the cabin, putting the meat into the cooler to keep it cold. Laurie took a look at his selection, and then offered to heat up some stew, the breakfast they had eaten hours ago was not very filling. Jeff agreed, and then noticed that Laurie had put on panties but no pants, remaining in the t-shirt he had given her to wear yesterday. He felt a bit uneasy at the way she was dressed, but wasn't sure he wanted to voice that opinion just yet. Laurie used the same pan she had found last night to heat the stew, then they ate in silence for the few minutes it took them to finish the meal. Jeff offered cookies to Laurie after the stew, so they finished the meal with a few apiece. Washed down with the beer, the lunch was good and sated his hunger. 

*****

Laurie again cleaned up after eating, and then announced that since it was getting warm in the cabin, she was going out to cool off. Jeff had forgotten, but at her words, remembered the stream a hundred yards or so behind the cabin. Roy had dug out a small area next to the stream's bank and a pool had formed. In the warmer months, he used it both to fish from and as a substitute bath tub. In the colder months, a pan heated on the stove served as a bath. The pool would also offer some relief from hot days, almost as would a swimming pool. Jeff had spent time in the water the month he lived with Roy, and realized that Laurie probably had done the same. 

Jeff followed Laurie down the path to the water, then watched with fascination as she again stripped off her few clothes and stood naked in front of him, no sign of concern he was watching. Jeff suddenly felt self conscious about his own wardrobe, having again put on pants and shirt to go into town. The temperature had indeed warmed to uncomfortable and he knew time in the cool water would make the summer day more bearable. He was also a bit unsure of disrobing in front of Laurie, but her lack of modesty gave him some courage, and with a minimal amount of hesitation, soon had his own clothes off and was wading into the pool to sit on a smooth rock several feet from Laurie. The water did feel good on his naked skin and he took a few minutes to just relax and enjoy the feeling. 

Laurie spoke after a time, saying that a cold beer would taste good about now. As she started to get up, Jeff decided to be chivalrous and go himself. He debated putting on his pants for the walk to the cabin, but said what the hell and made the trip without clothing. He felt a bit odd at first, but after walking some yards, decided there was nothing wrong with his state of dress and retrieved a few beers for each of them. The extras were set in a shallow part of the pool to stay somewhat cool. 

Jeff handed a bottle to Laurie and took another for himself. Sitting back down in the water, he looked at his new found cousin and took stock. He had been seeing her in various states of undress for the past day, but now he took the time to check her out more closely. She was sitting in the water with her breasts a few inches above the water line, occasionally shifting lower to immerse herself more completely. Since the breasts were out of the water now, the nipples were not hard, but Jeff could still see the darker pink of them against her lighter skin. Her breasts were not particularly large, but not small either and were well shaped Jeff thought. She had the lean and muscular look he had noticed last night, even a hard edge to her body. It wasn't as if she wasn't feminine, but more like an athlete with little body fat to round out the curves that most found attractive. Laurie was sitting with her eyes closed as she relaxed in the cool water, slowly sipping at her beer. Jeff wanted to ask about what had happened this morning, but wasn't sure how to start that conversation. 

Jeff pondered the best way to start his questions and did what any guy would do -- he put it off, continuing to watch Laurie's breasts move slowly as she breathed in and out. 20 minutes passed before she opened her eyes and asked for another beer. Jeff reached for it and after removing the top, shifted closer to Laurie so that he could hand it to her. She thanked him and Jeff settled back into the water, now closer to Laurie. He figured this was as good a time as any, so started, "What were you doing this morning when I woke up? You didn't say anything and I wasn't sure if I should say something or not." 

Laurie looked at him with some nervousness in her eyes and then offered, "I was bad. I had to do something to stop myself." 

Jeff was totally confused by this response. She was bad? What did she mean by that? How could jamming herself on his cock stop her from any bad behavior? 

"What do you mean you were bad? What did you have to stop?" 

Up to now, Laurie had seemed decisive and self assured, but now she looked almost timid. "I... I was touching myself this morning... I know that is bad and I shouldn't do it." 

More confused now than before, Jeff asked, "I think I know what you mean by touching yourself, but what does jamming yourself onto my cock have to do with stopping?" 

Laurie hesitated a bit, biting her lip as she tried to decide how to answer. "I am not supposed to feel good there. Sex is for making babies and for a man to feel good. A woman's job is to make the man feel good and to have the babies." 

Jeff couldn't believe what he heard. He was not particularly concerned with making women feel pleasure when he had sex, but still he would try to see to their needs at least a little. Thinking back to a number of the women he had slept with, he realized he was more interested in getting himself off than he was in making his partner feel pleasure. He felt a bit guilty about this now, but with hormones raging, he realized he was only interested in one thing. But, what Laurie had said... where did that come from? 

Jeff took a big swig from his beer, taking time to decide what to do next. He didn't know a lot about women, but something about this attitude was just wrong. 

"Are you telling me that women aren't' supposed to enjoy sex?" 

Laurie still looked nervous, Jeff assumed she was not comfortable with this kind of conversation. 

"Sometimes it feels a little good, but it can't feel good if there is no man. Making myself feel good is bad, and I have to be punished." 

Punished? What was that about? Jeff asked, "What do you mean punished? You were bouncing on my cock. Didn't that feel good to you?" 

"I like the feeling when I touched myself, but that is wrong. I should only feel good if I am making a man feel good, so decided I would make you feel good at the same time." 

Jeff thought back to the morning's activities and remembered the pain of her sliding her dry pussy over his morning wood. No, there was no pleasure there. 

"Did you like that?" Jeff asked. 

"I wasn't trying to make myself enjoy it, I wanted you to feel good. I stopped feeling good when I started sliding onto your penis. The man is supposed to feel good, and if the woman does her job, he gets off." 

Jeff could understand this attitude if it was 200 years ago, but here in the 21st century, even he found it hard to believe. "Where did you learn all about sex, Laurie?" Jeff asked cautiously. 




Uncle Roy's Cabin



"My mother taught me. She knew I would be on my own and would have to deal with men so she wanted me to be prepared." 

Jeff wondered how she dealt with men in her life now, but was afraid to ask. Obviously, one of the demons Laurie's mother faced was her insecurity about relating to others, particularly men. A brief thought ran through Jeff's mind as he wondered if his aunt had enjoyed the sex as Laurie was conceived or if she was just doing what she thought was her duty. He let that go and tried to make sense of the things he had just heard. He was struck by the surreal feeling of sitting in a pool with his cousin, both naked and both drawn to his dead uncle's cabin by some strange force he could not explain, listening to her tell him women were not supposed to enjoy sex. 

Jeff had been drinking his beer as he spoke with Laurie and as is normally the case, the time came when he had to return some of the beer after he had filtered it through his kidneys. He got up, waded out of the water and headed for the outhouse. Deciding it was too far to go for a quick pee, he stepped behind a couple of trees and took care of business. His short walk allowed him to give the conversation some thought before he resumed speaking. Jeff was not sure what to say so decided he would try to end the talk or at least move the subject to something more comfortable for each of them. 

Jeff returned to the water, barely conscious of his own nudity. Laurie then took her own turn but was gone a bit longer than Jeff. He assumed she had made it all the way to the outhouse before coming back. He had returned to his place in the pool, and as Laurie came back, she stopped beside him and then reached across him to get herself another beer. As she leaned over, her bare breasts were mere inches from Jeff's face and he could not fail to notice that her nipples were now hard. He wondered why, she had been out of the water and in the warm air so he would have expected them to be in their normal relaxed state. He let his thoughts about the reason for the hard nipples pass and just took a good close look at her naked tits in front of him. As Laurie was grabbing a bottle, her foot slipped on the bottom of the pool and she fell into Jeff, lying face down across his lap. Jeff's cock had been giving little twinges of excitement when he was examining her tits up close, but now that she was lying across it, he felt it start to stir even more. He did not want to be sitting here with an erection, and hoped he would be able to will it away. That wouldn't happen, especially when he put up his hands to try to stop her fall and found her left breast pressing into his hand as he supported her weight with his right arm and used his left to steady her. She tried to stand up, and again slipped on the bottom. Jeff's hand on Laurie's breast remained in place, and he was painfully aware of its feel and how his own reaction was going to be pretty evident very soon. The hard nipple of her left breast was burning itself into his palm and the right breast was doing the same to his forearm where it had ended up. Jeff was trying to help Laurie get back to her feet, but she was having trouble getting her feet back under her and her wet body was slippery enough that Jeff wasn't having much luck supporting her in her efforts. 

After a few seconds of floundering around, each stopped moving and they tried more slowly to untangle themselves. Jeff lifted Laurie with his right arm and she started to right herself, then put her own hand down on Jeff's thigh to help support her effort. Moving her hand back as she became more upright, she placed her hand directly on Jeff's now hard cock, making each of them jump at the sudden realization. Jeff had been aware of Laurie's breasts pressing into his hand and arm, but had not been aware of what that contact had done to his cock. Now that Laurie had first brushed it, then closed her hand around it as she was trying to regain her balance, both of them focused their attention on his cock standing at full attention. 

Jeff was embarrassed by his state, but with Laurie holding on as he felt the warmth from her body, he started thinking more about how good his cock felt with a female hand holding it. Laurie had been surprised initially, but she had taken a minute longer than she really needed to assess the situation, then to Jeff's disappointment, she let go. She had regained her balance, and was standing next to Jeff who had gotten up as he helped to support Laurie as she stood. The water was now below their crotches, and Jeff's predicament was obvious as they looked at his cock, almost as if each was seeing an erection for the first time. 

Jeff was blushing, but Laurie looked at him and asked, "Do you want to put your cock in me again?" 

Jeff was surprised to hear her question, but was confused. He had never turned down the offer of sex before, but after what had occurred this morning and then what he and Laurie had talked about not long ago, he wasn't sure what to think. As Jeff stood there pondering her query, Laurie took his cock into her hand again, and squeezed it gently. Jeff felt his resistance to reason quickly fading, and his other head was starting to make his decisions. 

Laurie again asked, "Do you want to fuck me? We can if you want, I will make you feel good." 

Her hand had continued to squeeze Jeff's cock slowly, and any chance of making a rational decision quickly passed. Jeff looked into Laurie's eyes and did not see any sign of desire or arousal, more just something he took to be what she perceived as her duty. He reached out and put his hands onto her hips and pulled her closer to himself. He then moved his hands higher on her back, and moving his head closer, he kissed her hard on her lips. Laurie returned the kiss, but Jeff found it more mechanical than romantic. She did not part her lips or attempt to push her tongue into Jeff's mouth, and he thought that if he tried to do it himself, she might object. 

Jeff was conflicted. On the one hand, his main concern would normally be getting his own rocks off, but in the back of his mind, he was struck by the bizarre nature of what was happening. He knew he could just let things progress and eventually, he would come and be done with it; however, he felt a strange force within that almost made him want to stop this before it got started. He knew Laurie was doing this for all the wrong reasons, and maybe it was his duty to try to teach her better. That sounded funny in his mind, he had never been one to worry much about the woman's pleasure when he would get laid. He was not so fortunate to get lucky often, so he had to take advantage of every opportunity, didn't he? 

Laurie still had a good grip on his cock, but Jeff decided to try to slow things down a bit. He pulled away from her lips and moved her hand from his penis. She looked at him questioningly, but Jeff said he wanted to go more slowly. She still wasn't sure what he meant by this, but Jeff took her by the hand and sat back down in the water. He was sitting on a large rock and the water level was about up to his middle chest in this position. Laurie moved in front of him and sat facing him straddling his thighs. His hard cock was now standing between their bodies and Laurie again started squeezing it gently. Jeff let her continue with this, but again kissed her, this time running his tongue over her lips as he kissed. Laurie did not object, but acted as if this was something new and was not sure how to react. Still, she did not pull away, and as he continued to kiss her, he slowly started to try to push his tongue into her mouth. 

At this, Laurie broke the kiss and asked "What are you trying to do?" 

Jeff stopped and looking at her face, asked in return, "haven't you ever kissed a man?" 

"Yes, but the men I have been with are only interested in sticking their cocks into my pussy."

Jeff was reminded of his confusion earlier when they had talked, and pursued his question, "What about before that? Don't you do anything to make yourself feel good before you start?" 

"All I do is to let them fuck me. Maybe they will squeeze my tits some, but men are only interested in making themselves come. I help them to do that, just like my mother told me I should." 

Jeff decided that he wouldn't get far talking, so just asked her to let him kiss her again, and not to get upset with what he did. "Let me put my tongue into your mouth, and if you like the feel, you can do the same to me." 

Laurie didn't look too sure of herself, but nodded. Jeff again tried to kiss her, but this time Laurie just opened her mouth, waiting for his tongue to enter. Jeff broke off, and then said for her to let him start, just do what he did and follow his lead. He began again, and Laurie pressed her lips to his as before. He cautiously moved the tip of his tongue over her lips, and soon felt her own tongue start to peek out between those lips. She seemed hesitant at first, but once she found there was nothing to fear, started moving her tongue over Jeff's as he did the same to hers. Soon, they were each exploring the other's mouth with their tongues, their lips pressed hard together. 

Jeff then moved his hand up to cup Laurie's left breast. She had not let go his cock, and although she jumped a bit at the contact with her breast, let Jeff run his hands over it, slowly grazing the nipple as he moved. The nipples were already hard, but got even harder as Jeff continued his attention to them. Jeff used his other hand to move up and give the other breast the same attention he was offering to the left one. Laurie again jumped slightly, but did not protest and even started squeezing his cock more tightly. Jeff was moving his hips and trying to get more sliding action from her fist on his erection, but Laurie was only squeezing and pulling. Jeff was anxious to get off, but again felt that strange force that caused him to harness his hormones and back off enough to try to gauge Laurie's readiness to continue. 

Jeff pulled away from the kiss and looked into Laurie's eyes. He did not see the arousal he would have liked but he also did not see the previously displayed 'womanly duty'. She was still nervous to his way of thinking, but she seemed to be getting more comfortable as things progressed and did not become too jumpy. He took the opportunity to move his lips to her breast, and sucked the nipple into his mouth, flicking his tongue over it then gently biting. Laurie flinched a bit at the first feel of his teeth, but he thought it was more in surprise than because it hurt her. He tried again, and this time there was no sign of pulling away. He switched breasts, teasing the other nipple as he had done to the first, keeping his hand on the one that was not receiving attention from his mouth. Laurie had again increased her grip on his cock, but now he could hear slight moans coming from her as he attended to her breasts. Jeff wondered if her pussy was getting wet, but sitting in the water as they were, he would not be able to tell easily. He was not looking forward to another dry fuck like the one he had experienced this morning. 

Almost as though reading his mind, Laurie stopped her hand motion on his cock, and standing a bit to give herself room, slowly started inching her pussy down over Jeff's stiff cock. Jeff watched mesmerized as his tool slowly disappeared into his cousin's hole, seeing her bounce several times to get it fully seated. Once totally inserted, Laurie stopped moving for a few seconds, giving Jeff time to consider his situation. He briefly thought about blood relatives having sex together, but as before that thought was quickly replaced by a more primal instinct to fornicate with the woman now sitting on his hard, needy cock. Laurie then started a fast up and down movement on him, but Jeff somehow knew he had to slow her efforts and allow them to both enjoy the act. Deep down, he really just wanted to get off, but there seemed a greater force driving his decisions. He held her hips firmly, and then started to control the speed of her motions, making them slower and more deliberate. Laurie had a look of confusion on her face, but allowed Jeff to control things, taking the time he seemed to want. 

The water they were sitting in had allowed Jeff's cock to slide into Laurie's pussy, even if it was not wet from her own arousal. Jeff wasn't sure that it was, but the water of the stream was an acceptable substitute for now. As he controlled the tempo of her movements down onto his cock, Jeff started to thrust back against her as she would move back onto his cock. He was feeling the effect of a slower rhythm as well as the lubrication the water provided. He could also hear Laurie making small grunts and moans, he hoped that at least some of her sounds were the result of feelings of pleasure more than just the effort of forcing her pussy down onto his cock. Jeff was enjoying the feeling of his cock sliding into the tight, wet pussy and taking a chance, removed his hands from Laurie's hips and moved them to her breasts. She continued to maintain the rhythm he had started and looking down at her own breasts as Jeff's wet hands caressed them, smiled then looked back at his face. Jeff watched the water his hands had deposited on Laurie's tits run off, dripping slowly from the hard nipples. He looked up at Laurie's face as she was watching his expression, noting that her face had softened some. 

Taking another chance, Jeff asked "do you like this? Does it make you feel good?"

"Yes, I like it, but I am supposed to be making you feel good." 

Jeff thought about telling her to forget her 'duty', but decided that would not be such a good idea. He wasn't sure why, but felt the need to show her that she could enjoy herself while giving him pleasure. He knew he had to make her come, even if he had to forget about his own climax. Concentrating on the feelings in his cock, he realized that while he felt really good, he was not close to coming, something that normally would have happened within a few short minutes, particularly since he had not been with a woman for many weeks. That thought quickly passed and he just concentrated on sliding his cock into Laurie in such a way to offer her the most stimulation he could. He knew his cock was sliding in and out of her tight pussy, and hopefully that was giving her feelings of pleasure, but realized that her clit was not being touched at all. Jeff slid his hand between their bodies, and then ran his index finger around the clit, finding it quick to respond to his touch. Laurie jumped at the first sensation, her half closed eyes opening fully now. Jeff circled the now hard bud, moving his finger more quickly and narrowing in on the spot, knowing that this would offer her yet another feeling she probably had not experienced before. 

Laurie looked down at his finger circling her clit, almost as if she was having trouble relating the movement of his digit to the feelings she was now experiencing. She took her hands off his thighs, having used them to help lever herself off of then back onto Jeff's cock. She put them on his shoulders and continued to move herself up and down, trying to maintain the same rhythm. After a few minutes of Jeff's clitoral stimulation, her movements started to become more erratic and she was sliding herself onto him faster and harder. Jeff could feel little spasms within her pussy as she continued, and looking at her face, he could see her eyes glassing over as she stared vacantly at his own face. 

Laurie had been moaning for the past few minutes, and Jeff knew that she was getting close to an orgasm. He had been feeling the rising of his own climax for a bit, but had somehow managed to stave it off for the time being, wanting to let Laurie come first. Now that he knew her climax was imminent, he picked up his own efforts, holding her hips and forcing her crotch down onto himself with more effort than she had been doing on her own. Laurie noticed what he was doing, and holding his shoulders as she had been, matched his pace, but at that minute lost control of her actions and screamed her orgasm, closing her eyes and shuddering uncontrollably on Jeff's cock. Jeff had been waiting for this, and with the knowledge that Laurie had gotten there first, let his own self control go and rammed himself as hard as he could into that trembling pussy, stroking for all he was worth. Once Laurie had come on his cock, Jeff felt his tool getting hotter as he became aware of the semen rising within that shaft. Now, he was coming hard, filling the tight pussy that had been stroking him for the past minutes. Laurie was still convulsing from her own orgasm, but at the first feel of his spurting cock within her, she again screamed her delight and launched into another monstrous orgasm. 

Laurie's hands slipped from Jeff's shoulders to lie motionless at her side. She slumped forward, her chest resting on Jeff's. Jeff saw that she was still in the late throes of her orgasm and held her close to him. She looked into his eyes and smiled then closed her eyes and just rested against him. Jeff continued to hold her, stroking her back slowly as she caught her breath and returned to normal. He could feel her breasts against his chest, moving gently as her breathing slowed. After a few minutes like this, Jeff reached for one of the remaining bottles of beer, and took a long sip. He offered it to Laurie who took a long sip of her own before giving it back to Jeff. As they sat there in the cool water, Jeff could feel his cock slowly shrinking, and then sliding out of the warm pussy that had held it so tightly for long minutes as they gave each other pleasure. Jeff wondered if she had ever had an orgasm, but did not dwell on that thought. He was glad that he had been able to give her something, perhaps the first orgasm of her life. He continued to hold her, letting her feel the warmth of his arms around her. They sat like that in the pool for another half hour before parting and heading back to the cabin. 

*****

As they got out of the pool, each was wet and they decided not to put on their clothes right away, instead choosing to wait until their bodies had dried. Jeff and Laurie walked back to the cabin, each naked and neither giving their state of dress a second thought. Somehow, being in the mountains, alone together, nudity seemed perfectly natural. 

With the heat of the day, even now in late afternoon, it did not take them long to dry sufficiently to put clothes on. Laurie put on Jeff's shirt she had been wearing since yesterday afternoon, but as she had been then, she left her panties off. Jeff put on his boxers and also decided to skip the shirt and pants he had worn for his trip into town. They had not spoken much since their afternoon tryst, and that silence continued. Jeff wasn't sure he wanted to intrude on Laurie's thoughts, and assumed she was reliving her earlier experience or perhaps wondering what the new feelings had meant. After a bit, Laurie offered to get something going for dinner and Jeff agreed that he was starting to get hungry. Laurie cooked the hamburger he had bought and then mixed the chili into it and let the mix heat up. As she had done yesterday, Laurie divided the chili between them, still not wearing pants and the evening from yesterday was replayed. Laurie was not self conscious about her lack of pants and by now, Jeff did not give the matter any other thought. She was acting as she had been earlier, nothing had changed in her actions or conversation. Laurie had finished cleaning up after they ate and like last night, there was little to do to occupy their time. The sun would be up for several more hours, and the temperature was still warm. Jeff walked outside and Laurie followed him. They walked a little way from the cabin, neither saying anything. Laurie then asked Jeff if he would like to walk further, she just wanted to spend time in the woods. Jeff agreed and each returned to the cabin to find shoes. Laurie did put on her panties but no jeans and they left, following the same path they had gone down yesterday. 




Uncle Rusty



Todd never knew he even had an uncle until after his grandma dropped dead one Saturday afternoon while he was working at Home Depot. Homo Depot, his neighbor Kelly used to call it and when he said that Todd would blush crimson. It was the only job he could find after graduating high school last spring and although he lay awake some nights (alright most nights) wishing some hot dude would find him back in the paint and wallpaper department and force him to do nasty things, Todd hadn't spotted one likely homo in the six months he'd worked there. Maybe he just didn't know how to look (cruise, they called it on the websites Todd visited), or maybe he wasn't attractive enough. He was blond and small, with pale skin. Everyone always said what a nice smile he had, a big slash of mouth and a wide jaw, although someone (was it Kelly?) used to call him trout mouth. No, he was good looking enough, he thought, and eager to please (as his manager had written on his quarterly employee evaluation) but no one passing through paints and wallpapers seemed interested in making Todd please them in any way he day dreamed about.

Then Grandma was gone and Todd learned about Uncle Rusty, who showed up late for the funeral and within hours had scoured the apartment to pack up Todd's few belongings in his pickup and then they were off to Rusty's house three states away. Rusty wasn't much of a talker and the hours passed by silently as Todd wandered why he'd never known about his mother's younger brother before. His grandma had been his father's mother, of course, and she never approved of Todd's mother (OK they hated one another). So they never talked about the woman who died shortly after Todd was three, much less any relatives she may have had. Rusty didn't look like Todd's mom at all. He was tall, at least six four and raw boned, with a shock of dark red hair on his head and, from what Todd could see, covering much of his chest as well. He wore jeans and a cowboy boots and Todd could see, when he dared to glance over, that the man must be used to hard work, manual labor. His body was hard under the cover of his clothes and the boy felt a little guilty as he began to fantasize what Rusty might look like stripped down and towering over a kneeling Todd. 

Rusty's little conversation with the boy consisted mostly of descriptions about what the Todd would be expected to do, chores around Rusty's cabin that needed doing. When Todd allowed as how he could cook, Rusty simply said "Well, it looks like you'll be good for something, then" and turned his attention back to the road. After a few minutes, as if to make amends for his abruptness, Rusty said "I'm sure with a little training there'll be all sorts of ways you can be useful to me". Somehow the way he looked the boy in the eye sent a shiver down the Todd's spine.

They finally pulled off the interstate outside of Marion, and Rusty pulled into a truck stop that looked to Todd like it had been there from the fifties. A few rigs sat in the truck parking and a peeling sign said "Good Eats Truckers Welcome Rest Relax Clean Showers and Beds", but only a few trucks sat in the lot and the gas pumps were idle. Rusty said "We're almost home, but I got nothing in the kitchen, so we'll stop off and have dinner here". As they strode across the lot towards main building, Rusty informed Todd "This is one of the businesses I am part owner of, so I eat here often".

The man behind the counter gave Rusty a nod as they entered and sat at one of the booths, then brought over menus immediately. "Hey Rusty, where you been man?"

"Well, I had business out of town, Dimitri. This is my nephew, Todd. He got orphaned and I had to go pick him up and bring him back here. How's business?" 

Dimitri stared at the boy a moment and then back to Rusty. "Business is about what it has been, pretty slow I'd say. Not surprising since I been working with one man down these past couple of months. You know how that goes".

"Yea", Rusty drawled, "Kip was good for business wasn't he? Still I'm sure something will come along. We'll have a couple of burger plates and beers".

"Kid don't look old enough to drink", Dimitri commented, but left it at that. After Dimitri left, Todd asked "Who was Kip?"

"Just some kid we had working here until a couple of months ago. Customers took a shine to him"

"What kind of work did he do"?

"Well we service the truckers who come along the interstate so you could say Kip serviced the truckers, kept things clean and neat in the quarters back there" He pointed to the door at the side of the diner labeled "Rest Rooms & Truckers Lounge. "You know, just providing what the long haulers need in the way of comfort".

"Well, I'm going to need a job, I guess. Do you think I could to that job? What does it pay?"

"Don't pay much, but if you do a good job the truckers can be generous with the tips. I'd have to talk to Dimitri about it. We'll see". When Dimitri brought the plates and beers Rusty turned to him "Dimitri, little Todd here says he might be looking for a job and wonders if we might be hiring. What to you think?"

"Well, he looks like he might work out, but he'd probably need to be broken in first." Dimitri turned to Todd and seemed to smirk. "It's a lotta work. Truckers can be very demanding, you know. There's a lot of truck stops along this route and you really have to give them the service they expect." Dimitri snickered then looked at Rusty and Todd began to feel like there was some secret joke going on.

Rusty cut in "Well, we'll have to see how it works out. For the time being I'll be keeping the boy pretty busy up at the cabin. Bring us another beer Dimitri".

Dimitri turned to Todd. "Hmm. Lucky to have someone like Rusty here to help you out. Your uncle's probably got a list for you as long as my big cock, ain't that right Rusty?" Dimitri went off to the kitchen laughing as Todd blushed uncomfortably and a silence hung over the table. When Dimitri brought back another two beers Todd looked at his uncle "I probably shouldn't have this. Grandma wouldn't have liquor in the house and I'm not used to it"

Rusty smiled "Go one, drink it up. We'll make a man of you yet" and clinked his bottle against the boy's. Todd took a long swig even though he was feeling light already and almost stumbled when they got back in the truck.

Within a couple of miles of local highway they turned off the road onto a long dirt driveway and approached Rusty's cabin. It was starting to get dark but Todd could see it had a nice porch and, while rustic, was bigger than he expected, with a couple of outbuildings off to one side. "Leave that stuff in the truck and we'll get it in the morning", Rusty said as he led the way into the cabin and headed for the kitchen, where he pulled two beers from the refrigerator, handing one of Rusty, then led him back out to a couple of chairs on the front porch. "You'll be sleeping in the room off the kitchen. And there's a bathroom there. My room's upstairs".

The boy nodded "Thanks, Uncle Rusty. I appreciate it"

"Well I wasn't to happy at first about having you here, but hell, it get's kinda lonely here sometimes" Rusty led the boy out onto the porch and they sat in the semi darkness lit by the one light over the entrance.

"You don't have a wife or girl friend?"

"Ain't never found a woman who could take me, I guess".

Todd laughed at the thought that a handsome guy like Rusty couldn't have any woman he wanted. "Aww, you don't seem like you're that bad to me. I bet plenty of women would like you, find you good company".

Rusty sneered at Todd until the boy's laugh caught in his throat "You don't get my drift, boy. I mean I never found a woman who could take me". Todd stared blankly at the man.

"What I mean is that my dick's too big. You get my drift?" Todd nodded, though he was having trouble making an immediate connection in his brain.

"Some people say it's a blessing, when a man has a big one and I guess that might be true, but every once in a while nature gives a man way more than he needs, if you can believe that." At that news Todd tried to swallow but his mouth had gone suddenly dry.

"Anyway, never found a woman who could stand the thought of putting my big thing in them on a regular basis. Hell, most of em take one look and run off screaming in fright." Rusty took a swig of beer and watched the boy try to digest this news. Todd kept his eyes averted, but couldn't help but notice that Rusty's right reached down to adjust himself. 

"So what do you do, then?"

Rusty laughed leaned over to the boy, "Why that's why God made the Kips of the world"

"The Kips?" Todd's mind raced. Where had he heard of Kips?

"Yea, like Kip, the boy who worked down at the truck stop. Little Kip could suck cock from sun up to sun down and ask for more. I wish you coulda seen him, throat like a fuckin highway, a four lane. Truckers would drive an extra 50 miles to get their tanks filled and drop their loads when we had Kip there. Fortune smiled on Dimitri and me the day he showed up".

"Where'd he come from?" Todd asked. 

"Don't really know. Just showed up hitch-hiking one day. I went in the back to take a leak and there he was at the urinal eyeing my cock like it was lunch. So I let him ogle it a bit, then I turned to him and barked 'What you staring at boy?'" Figured that would scare him away. Usually does most cocksuckers. But no, he just stood there, his mouth hanging open and eyes fixed on my cock. 'Damn, mister, that's a big one' he whispers. 'I bet you never found no one could suck that one down, have you mister?' I laughed and said 'Not yet, boy, not yet, but that don't keep me from searching.'" 

Rusty pulled on his beer again and looked over at Todd. "I tugged at it and let it go a bit hard then, thought that would sure scare him away, but he didn't' move. Like a bird mesmerized by a snake. So I said 'I'm thinking of holding auditions it you're interested'. He lit up like a Christmas tree so I pulled out my key and let us into the utility room there in the men's room and before I had the door locked he was on his knees, mouth open wide".

Todd, hardly breathing, asked "Then what, Uncle Rusty?"

"You know, boy, you really don't have to be calling me uncle. Makes me feel old, and I ain't but 36, you know. But then, you need to show some measure of respect, seeing as I am your elder. Why don't you call me sir? That sounds right respectful, don't it?"

Todd nodded.

"That sound about right to you, boy?"Rusty asked pointedly.

"Yes sir", Todd responded.

Rusty laughed a bit and reached over to pat the boys' head. "I think that sounds real nice. We're gonna get along fine, I think" He took another long pull on his beer.

"And what happened next?" Todd asked. "Sir?"

"Well, I dropped trou, reached down and slid my hand down my cock, letting it get nice and hard, rubbed the head across his lips and tongue and slapped his face with it a couple of times, teasing him. He wanted it so bad, but I made him wait and the whole time my cock's getting bigger and fatter 'til it was full on raging hard. Then I let him try to fit his mouth around the head, which he couldn't near do until I skinned back the foreskin. Well I gave him a minute to get used to his lips being stretched around the head and coaxed him along real gentle, telling him to use his tongue on the underside of the head, told him just how I like it, to slid his tongue into my piss slit. Stuff like that. Didn't have to really tell him much at all, though, he was a real natural. But it's always good when you start training a cock sucker to service you the way you want to give firm instructions. Then later, he's more apt to follow any instructions you give him, whether he wants to or not. It's all in the training, all in the training". 

"And he did good?"

"Not bad" Rusty said. "Then of course, I started pushing him. The important thing I've learned when you train a cock sucker like Kip is to keep pushing him about two steps ahead of where he's able to go himself. After a couple of minutes he seemed to be getting used to having his mouth and jaw stretched open. So I reached around the back of his head and started pushing it down further on my cock. Got about 7 inches into his mouth when I hit the back of his throat, which isn't bad for a start. Then I start pumping my hips forward, gently at first, using the back of his throat to massage my cock head. Thought he'd spew and choke at one point, but I tell you he wanted that cock bad. And he kept staring up at me with the prettiest saddest eyes, like he was begging me for more. So what could I do?" Rusty turned to Todd, waiting for his answer.

"What, sir?" Todd whispered. Rusty nodded his approval at the boy's remembering the correct form of address.

"Good boy, I can see you don't forget when I tell you something. That will go well for you" Rusty said. "Anyway, I pushed his head down another couple of inches, forcing my cock head down into the back of his throat to cut off his air. I tell you, he was one committed little cocksucker, Kip was. Never even flinched. His eyes started tearing up, of course, and I could tell he was trying real hard not to gag but he just kept staring up at me and started bouncing his head forward, trying his best to take as much of my cock as he could". The air on the cabin porch seemed to be suddenly 10 degrees warmer on Todd's skin.

"When you have a cock like mine and you want good service, you have to learn not to be too selfish. At least at first. So when I could see the boy was about to pass out from lack of air I pulled his head off my cock and stood back. That's the thing with cocksuckers like Kip, you have to give them what they want, but on your terms. So I ordered him to suck my balls for a bit, just to give him a break and that boy went to town, sucking first one, then the other, trying to get both of them in his mouth at once. Course couldn't. In fact, never did learn to take both balls at once, though God knows I trained him hard." Rusty looked over at Todd and the boy waited breathlessly for the man to continue.

"Looks like this story is getting you all turned on yourself, boy" Rusty teased. He let his eyes linger for a moment on the erection Todd was trying to conceal in his pants. "Well, anyway, after a bit, I started taunting him. 'You want more cock, boy? You want my load, pussy boy?' He just nodded at me. I mean he couldn't really say much with his mouth full of my ball sack could he? But he managed to signal with his eyes, real wide open, like and mumble something. That felt damn good, his mumbling around my balls. 'There's a big load of cum in there for you, but you're gonna have to work a lot harder to get it, you know. You ready to get back to serious work, boy?'"

Rusty gazed over at Todd, who was spellbound. "Hey, boy, looks like I need another beer. Why don't you go get one for me. And get one for yourself. From the looks of it, this story giving you a thirst" As Todd got up from the chair and headed for the kitchen, Rusty reached and grabbed his arm. "I didn't hear you, boy", he said.

"Yes sir" Todd said. "Right away, sir"

Rusty released Todd's arm. "Good boy" he said. "Now go on and hurry back", slapping Todd's butt as he retreated inside the cabin. When he returned Rusty took the beer from the boy and said "Now, where was I?" He waited for the boy to respond.

"Uh, I think you were just about to make Kip suck you again". 

"Well you'd think so, but like I said, he was a newcomer, at least to my cock, so I figured I'd give him a break. Otherwise, I'd be working him all afternoon and wear the kid out. So what do you think I did next?"

"I don't' know, sir" Todd responded and part of him was not sure he could listen to the answer without exploding in his pants.

"No, I imagine you don't. But I said to him 'Lay on your back on the floor'. I have to hand it to Kip, no questions asked, he lay on the floor and then I stood over him, a boot on either side of his head. 'What you're gonna do now it called a prostate massage. Have you ever done this before, boy'?

"He shook his head no. 'Well, you know where a man's prostate is?' I asked. He nodded.

'Good, your gonna see if you can massage my prostate. But you'll be working with your tongue, I don't want to feel your fingers anywhere near my butthole, you understand?' He nodded and I squatted over his face. For a second, I think he was figuring out how exactly he was gonna do it. But then I felt his tongue touch my asshole, at first lightly, then with more force, licking at it, so I just relaxed and sat full on his face as his tongue worked my hole. I occurred to me that maybe that wasn't the first time he ate a man's hole after all, because soon enough he was going at it like a pro, tongue wedged up my butt hole, lips slobbering around my asslips. Damn, he was a hot little pig. Sitting on his face like that I couldn't see his eyes but as I stroked my cock I could slap it against his forehead and that seemed to drive him crazy. I tell you, I coulda just sat there all afternoon. I guess you think that's pretty crude, right?" Rusty stared into the boys eyes challenging him to answer.

Finally the boy managed to croak out "No sir."

"Well" said Rusty, "I finally could feel my nut coming, so I scooted around and positioned my cock at his lips. 'You ready for my load, kid?' Kip could barely speak, seemed like I just about wore out his mouth and tongue, more like he gurgled a bit, though I do believe he tried to say please" Rusty looked over at Todd and smiled. "Makes you kinda hot just hearing about it, don't it?" He waited for the boy to respond.

"Yes sir" Todd responded cautiously.

"Well, I slid my cock as far as it would go down Kip's throat, and I have to say, he was a game little cocksucker. Either that or his throat muscles had just given up, but I swear he musta taken about 10 inches." The man laughed recollecting the vision of Kip's throat bulging around his cock.

"How much was left out?" Todd asked. Then he looked stricken and added "sir".

Rusty chuckled. "I guess that's for me to know and you to find out, eh?" He stared challengingly at the boy until Todd shifted his eyes to the ground.

"Anyway, I just plugged in there and I thought his damn throat was gonna explode, I swear. Particularly once I started shooting. Had a nice seal in the back of his throat so most of it pumped right down his gullet. Which is good cause there was an awful lot of it, I can tell you." He stared at Todd again before continuing.

"Well, Hell, I ain't so mean though. I knew he wanted to taste my load so after a bit I pulled back and filled his mouth. You shoulda seen the look on his face. I guess he was wondering if I ever was gonna stop, cause his mouth filled up and cum was still pouring outta me."

"Jeez" Todd murmured.

"Anyhow, I smeared the last of it over his nose and forehead and stood up, waiting for him to finish swallowing and get his wind back". 

"What then, sir?" Todd asked.

"Told Dimitri I thought we should hire him to work the lounge, keep the truckers happy. Well, not exactly hire him cause I didn't think we should have to pay somebody for doing what they would be doing anyway, but we told him he could keep most of the tips he got, working around the place . Dimitri wasn't too sure we needed him, but I sent him back to interview the boy and I guess the boy impressed him enough. When he came back out, Dimitri looked like he'd been drained dry. Anyhow he started work the next day. We let him sleep in one of the sheds out back and even got him a uniform."

"A uniform?" Todd asked.

"Yea, that was Dimitri's idea. A cheap pair of cut off jeans that rode up his crack and a little tiny tee shirt. Looked like a genuine cock sucker, he did. When we made him put it on and he looked at himself in the mirror, he blushed right red and said he didn't what to wear it." Rusty laughed. "I disabused him of that notion right quick. He learned pretty quick not to complain. Not that it would've done any good"




Uncle Rusty



"So what happened next, sir?" Todd begged.

"Well, soon enough business at the truck stop picked right up. Dimitri got the idea of using the utility closet, which is right next to the far stall as a sort of pen. Cut out the wall and put in a thin partition with a hole so anyone wanting a blow job could just pop in and there would by Kip on his knees next door waiting to service the next cock coming through the wall. Pretty soon we had a lot full of truckers at all hours. I had to up my fuel delivery from once every couple a weeks to twice a week. I tell you that boy was gold. He'd be up at dawn cleaning and mopping the lounge, sashaying himself around so all the truckers could get a good look at him, luring them into the far stall. I tell you, not many could resist. That far stall got really busy."

"I suppose so" Kip agreed "How many could he do? I mean in a day, sir?"

"I can't say I kept exact count, but if I said thirty or forty I wouldn't be far wrong. Shit, we'd close up about 10 o'clock and then while we were locking up he'd be nosing around me, trying to coax another load outa me".

"Really?" Todd asked, then remembered "sir".

"And you'd think he'd be tired or too wore out by the end of the day, but all that cock just made him want more. And it loosened up his throat nice. Before I knew it, he was taking me down to the root. First time he did I couldn't believe it. He was kneeling in front of me and I had a nice rhythm going, working his head down as far as it would go when suddenly it just slipped in full on. I looked down and damn if his nose wasn't pressing my pubes, his lips stretched around the base of my cock."

"My god" Todd murmured.

"Well I gave his head an extra push just to be sure he'd got the whole thing, then pulled out nice and slow. God, it was beautiful to see all 14 inches slide out of his throat" Rusty looked at Todd and smiled. "Now damn, there you go, I guess I told you what you wanted to know, didn't I boy?"

Todd nodded solemnly, trying unsuccessfully to imagine a cock that big.

"Then I started using his head like a fucking cored melon, long slow strokes at first, working up a pace, give him a little air, then pushing his head all the way back down my stalk. Couple of times he gagged as I pushed the last of it in, but I didn't let him break my pace for a second. About that time Dimitri come into the room and just stood there watching. Said to me 'Christ Rusty, you're chokin' that boy to death', but he never tried to stop me. In fact, out of the corner of my eye I could see him stroking himself and I thought, well it looks like little Kip got one more chore coming up tonight after I'm done with him." 

Rusty looked over at the Todd to see how this was registering. The boy was barely breathing."Well, I used that boy's mouth for a full half hour, bringing myself to the edge, then pulling back and working myself up close again, but when I was finally ready to give him my load, I slammed his head all the way down one last time and reached over and pinched his nose closed. You know what that does, boy?"

Todd shook his head. "No sir". 

"When you got your cock stuffed all the way down someone's throat, particularly a cock as big as mine, if the cocksucker can't take any air through his nose he is stuck. Like a vacuum seal. So I just held Kip's nose closed and relaxed, he wasn't going nowhere. After a few seconds he looked all panicked. I could see he needed air and he tried to pull off. That's when his face started turning sort of blue. About then Dimitri get's kind of worried, says to me "Hey Rusty, you're gonna let him breath, man?"

I just turned to him and said 'Guess so, soon as I cum' and looked back at Kip, who's eyes were starting to roll up in his head. I whispered, 'Hey kid, stay with me here. You want my load don't you?' I don't know whether he could exactly hear me, cause he didn't seem to be focusing and he certainly couldn't answer. But I started to shoot and in a minute I was filling his stomach with his favorite food. By the time I finished, though, and unclamped his nose he just sort of slid off my cock and lay there on the floor."

"Dimitri nudged him a bit with his boot and the boy didn't move. He says 'Jesus, I don't' know whether you choked him to death or drowned him'".

"I thought for a minute he'd gone to Jesus too, but then he started wheezing and heaving and I knew he'd be all right. Went out to my truck and left him to Dimitri, who by that time had his hard on in his hand and was ready to go to town." Rusty finished off the last of his beer and appeared to be about finished.

"What happened to him, sir?" Todd asked. "Did he run away after that?"

Rusty grimaced at the boy "Are you kidding? You think I'd let that happen? After I found me the only cocksucker ever who could take me down to the base? That wouldn't have made any sense at all, now, would it?"

"Guess not, sir"

"No little Kip was with us a good long time and I have to admit I made a mistake, now that I think of it, when I moved him on", Rusty said. "But that's another story for another night, seems like". The two sat quietly for a while.

Todd finally got up the nerve to ask. "Is your penis really 14 inches, sir?" 

"Sure is boy. Some days when I'm really randy it's fourteen and a half." Rusty stared at the boy. "You ever seen a 14 inch cock?" 

"No sir" Todd gulped.

"I bet you want to though, don't you?" Rusty asked, sending Todd into a fit of blushing. "Don't be shy. Everyone I ever met who finds out about me, and my reputation is wide if I do say so myself, eventually gets up the courage to ask to see it. You know what I tell em?"

"What?" the boy responded. "I mean, what sir?"

"You show me yours and I'll show you mine." Rusty laughed derisively. Todd looked stricken but Rusty reached out and tousled his hair. "Don't be shy. You probably got a little thing in there, by the looks of it, but every man deserves to be proud of what he's got. I don't pay no mind. Go on now, pull it out and show me, then I'll let you see mine." It was more a command than a anything and Todd felt uncomfortable but the beer had loosened his inhibitions and Rusty's story had done crazy things to his hormones and how could it be wrong to just do what the man said and, Todd thought, if I don't get to see his cock I won't get to sleep ever. So the boy undid the snap of his jeans and pulled them down to his thighs then struggled with his underwear to pull his hard dick out for Rusty to see. It wasn't small, he thought to himself, it was good sized. Above average seven, at least that's what his friend Bob had said when they were in the showers at school. Maybe not porno material, but good sized.

Rusty surveyed the boys package for a moment before allowing "Not bad". Then he stood and walked over to the seated boy's side. "Not bad at all. He reached down to grab the startled boy's hard cock and a bolt of electricity shot through the boy's body. "I guess you want to see mine now?"

Todd nodded. 

"Well, why don't you reach up and fish it out for me?" Todd stared up at the man. "Just unbutton my jeans and pull it out" Rusty ordered. Todd hesitated. Then with shaking hands Todd began to undo Rusty's jeans, first one button then each of the others. As he opened them he could feel a mound of heat burning his hand. "I generally don't let it hang loose in my pants when I'm out and about. It scares the ladies. Have to send away to goddamn West Hollywood for a jock strap big enough to hold everything, you know." Todd had Rusty's jeans down around his thighs and eyed the man's jock strap, which bulged grotesquely. 

"Pull my jeans all the way down to my ankles boy" Rusty ordered and Todd bent over to push the jeans down further. His eye caught the movement of Rusty's hand as the man reached down to pull his jock strap aside and when Todd sat up, there it was, hanging just inches from his face. The boy gasped but couldn't take his eyes from it. It was long sure enough, very long, but Todd couldn't decide whether it was the length that made it so scary or the veiny thickness. Or the fact that it was swaying there an inch from his face. And the man's balls were massive, hanging low behind that incredible cock. He silently stared at it and as he watched as it began to grow and stiffen. "God damn, that's so big", Todd whispered.

Rusty laughed. "Biggest you're likely to see, I can tell you that. Go on, touch it". The boy continued to stare. "You know you want to" Rusty said. "I know you want to. So touch it for me" he coaxed the boy.

"I don't think I should, sir". Todd responded.

"Well, I guess we have a difference of opinion then, don't we, Todd?" Rusty stated. "I guess I could just put it away and go on about my business, but that's not what I'm gonna do and you know it well as I do. You're gonna reach up right with your left hand and take my big cock and stroke it for me. That is, if you know what's good for you".

Todd understood a threat when he heard one and so he slowly reached up and lightly touched the man's cock. "Go on, boy, I don't have all night". Todd's fingers rested lightly on the shaft and after a moment he tried to wrap his hand around it. 

"That's it, stroke it for me, nice and gentle. See you're making it feel good, see how happy it is, standing up nice and stiff." Rusty said. He looked the boy in the eyes "Looks like you got a little stiffy yourself don't you?" He jabbed his knee into the boy's crotch and rubbed, sending a wave of electricity through Todd.

"Say hello to your new best friend, Todd", Rusty whispered as the boy continue to stroke the shaft, uncovering the broad head which was dripping with pre-cum. "Damn with a little training, I think you're gonna be just what I need around here". Rusty reached down and grabbed Todd's balls cupping them in his hands and gently squeezing them. "Now what I need you to do is wet the head of my cock for me. Just mouth the tip of it to start".

Todd, with the monster inches from his face, resisted the impulse he had to follow the man's instructions. Then he felt Rusty's hand tighten around his balls, exerting a bit of uncomfortable pressure. 

"You know what I suggest Todd?" Rusty advised. "When someone has your balls in their hands and can crush your little nuts without hardly trying, it's best to follow their instructions very carefully. You understand me, boy?"

Grimacing, Todd acknowledged the man.

"So like I was saying, you're gonna give my big horsecock a nice big sloppy wet kiss now. Then you're gonna open those lips of yours real wide and see how much of my big cock head you can take. You're gonna love the taste I can tell."

Todd nodded and dipped his head forward toward the man's cockhead. At the moment his mouth touched it and all his inhibitions fell away. Suddenly the dreams that had racked his sleep for years crashed into the reality of his new life and he wanted, more than anything else to have the man's cock in his mouth, to be used by someone hard and strong and, yes, even cruel. As he attempted to slip his lips over the vast head, to take it fully in his mouth, his nose filled with the smell of Rusty and he felt high from it. A sharp slap on the face brought him back to earth.

"Watch the teeth, cocksucker" Rusty demanded. "Don't get ahead of yourself. Just do what I tell you". He stared at the boy. "You get all worked up and you can't do a good job, can't service me the way I want. You have to pay attention to the cock and the man behind the cock, not your own self." He spanked Todd's face lightly with his truncheon. "First, you're gonna get out of those clothes, boy. And then you're gonna get on your knees in front of me". Todd hurried to comply with the man's instructions and in a moment was positioned in front of Rusty. 

"Now you're gonna suck on the tip of my cock and stroke me awhile, then I'm gonna give you a nice big load of my juice. That's what you really been thinking about since you first got into my truck this morning, wasn't it?

He waited for the boy to respond. "Don't you think I could tell? I could see it in your eyes right from the start, you know. I'm just giving you what you want, aren't I?" The boy nodded mournfully. Rusty smeared some pre-cum over the boys lips and watched as his tongue snaked out to taste it "Yea, I knew you had a taste for dick right from the get go". Rusty smiled down at Todd and then pushed his cock head into the boy's waiting mouth. "Just stroke the stalk with your hand nice and gentle" he ordered and the boy followed his instructions, feeling Rusty's cock pulsing as he worked his mouth over the head. Within a few minutes Rusty murmured "Here she comes, boy" and Todd's mouth was flooded with wave after wave of the man's jism. It scorched his throat as he tried desperately to swallow the full load.

Rusty let his cock soften in the boy's mouth for a bit, then pulled out and looked down at Todd. "Nice job kid. You got the bedroom in the back off the kitchen. I'll see you tomorrow. 

"Can I get my stuff out of the truck, sir?" Todd asked "I need to brush my teeth and stuff."

Rusty turned to the boy "Naw, tonight I think you should go to sleep with the taste of my juice in your mouth. Get you used to it, seeing as there's gonna be a lot more for you tomorrow" and he was gone. 

Todd sat for a minute, his nostrils filled with the man's scent and his mouth still gooey from the load, then resignedly made his way to the back of the house to find his new bed and think about the turn of events that had overtaken him. The room was a cramped space off the kitchen, but the bed was comfortable and he was exhausted. Within minutes he had drifted off to sleep.

Todd was wakened in the morning by the sound of Rusty in the kitchen and the first thing he noticed was that his clothes were gone. He splashed water on his face and found Rusty sitting at the kitchen table over a cup of coffee. He noticed immediately that the man was wearing a shirt and nothing else, 

"My clothes, sir" Todd ventured. 

"Oh yea, we'll have to see about getting you something more suitable to wear than chinos and a dress shirt. Kinda fancy for around here. Meantime, don't worry, we're kinda casual about clothes around here" Rusty responded, pointing to his own substantial equipment hanging lewdly over the edge of the kitchen chair.. "You want some breakfast there's cereal in the cabinet, but first come over here"

Todd approached Rusty, trying to avoid staring at the man's cock, trying not to think about the fact that hours ago he'd had his lips locked on the head of it. "You done real good last night and I wanted to thank you, boy" Rusty said. "In fact, you done so good I decided to train into a real world class cock sucker" He waited for the boy to acknowledge his praise and the boy slowly nodded. "So what we'll be doing the next couple of days is working on your technique and your stamina. You're gonna try real hard to make me proud, aren't you?"

"Yes sir" Todd replied. 

"Good. Why don't we get started right now" Rusty said laid his hand on Todd's shoulder, pressing him to a kneeling position on the floor. "You can suck me a bit while I finish my coffee". 

So Todd bent over and began to work his mouth around the man's cock head, teasing the foreskin with his tongue as it hardened under his ministrations. Meanwhile, Rusty sipped his coffee and watched the boy work, correcting him occasionally to use his tongue more or to watch his teeth. "See how much of it you can take in your mouth, boy", Rusty ordered as the boy worked his mouth to encompass the man's stalk. It reached the back of his throat and rested there .

"Come on, just a little more, boy", Rusty said encouragingly. "You know how bad you want it. Just think about how much you love my cock, how much you want to please me" Rusty coaxed as he pressed on the boys head. "Believe it or not, Todd, before we're through you're gonna learn to take the whole thing. You don't think that's possible, but trust me. Before I'm through with you you'll be sucking my dick right down to the root and begging to have it." At just that moment Todd's gag reflex kicked in and he began to cough uncontrollably. Rusty let him come up for air, "Not bad boy" he said and reached over to the counter for a marker, showing it to the boy "You know what this is, Todd?"

"A magic marker". 

"Right and it's gonna be part of our lesson plan here at what I call Rusty University. What we're gonna do it mark my cock right where your lips went down to, see?" And Rusty pulled off the cap and marked his cock where the saliva from Todd's mouth stopped. Then he reached over to Todd's face and marked an inch long slash on his forehead. "That's the first lesson. And every lesson you're gonna learn to go deeper and I'll make a new mark. The mark I made on your forehead helps me keep track, 'cause you got twenty lessons in total to reach the end and I give you your final grade. You go on and get your breakfast now and we'll get back to your lessons in a while". Rusty got up from the kitchen and left Todd crouched on the floor. Could he jerk off now, he wondered, his balls aching for release. 

Just as he was about to reach his hand down to his throbbing cock, Rusty's voice called from the other room. "Don't even think about cumming, boy. I want to keep you sharp". Todd pulled his hand away from himself and retreated to the back of the house. What was he going to do? Should he run away? Did he want to run away? He had to admit that he didn't. He wanted to stay right here and he wanted to suck on Rusty's big dick every chance he got. Wanted as much jism as the man wanted to give him. Todd thought about the boy Kip and how he had allowed himself to be used by Rusty and Todd had to admit he wanted that too. He wanted Rusty to turn him into a little cocksucking whore. In fact he wanted to go to Rusty right now and beg him for it, more cock, more cum for him to swallow, more of whatever Rusty might have planned for him. 

Rusty had left Todd's toothbrush and bathroom kit on the counter and after he cleaned up and showered he found Rusty in the living room, seated in one of two loungers that faced the big screen TV. "Come over here, boy." Rusty commanded. Todd went over to the man and, without being told, knelt before him.

"Good boy. Kneeling, without even being asked" Rusty said. "In a few days that's going to be your regular favorite position, if it ain't already".

"Yes sir" Todd responded. "It is, sir. I want to be your cocksucker sir. To service you anyway you want." Todd stared at the man.

Rusty smiled "Oh, you will, boy, believe me, you will. But it ain't gonna be easy, you know"

Todd nodded his head slowly. "I know, but I'll work real hard, sir"

"You want it now, don't you, boy" Rusty said.

"Yes sir, please may I suck your cock some more?"

Rusty reached into a small box on the table next to him and pulled out of joint. As he lit it and took a long drag he asked "Have you ever had pot before, boy?"

"No sir" Todd responded. Rusty held the joint to Todd's lips and coaxed him. "Take a long puff on it". As he watched Todd take a toke he continued "This is going to relax you and make you hornier than you thought possible. Also, it'll help you to focus on servicing me. YI don't want you to think of anything but my big cock, you got that?" The boy nodded and it seemed true. As the boy inhaled his third toke Rusty's cock seemed to almost be taunting him, inviting him to use his lips and mouth on it. "May I suck you now, sir?" Todd pleaded.

"Sure, boy, go to it. Let's see if we can loosen up that throat a bit more, eh?" Rusty said and then watched as the boy's head dropped down to meet his hardening member. 

As he slowly sucked Rusty, it seemed to Todd as if the world was slowly spinning, and that the man's cock had become the center of the universe. His mouth stretched and full, he worked on remembering to use his tongue on the underside, to use his soft palate to massage the top of Rusty's cock head the way he was learning the man liked. He began to monitor the man's breathing carefully, conscious of whether each maneuver seemed to please the man and make him harder or not. He bobbed his head repeatedly, learning to let the cockhead choke off his air, then bringing himself off it and allow a lungful of air. Little by little he was able to go longer without gagging and could feel the man's cockhead lodging further down his gullet.




Uncle Rusty



When Rusty finally pulled him off it, he stared down at the boy whose mouth was open, eyes glazed. "Please sir" Todd pleaded, "Can I have your load?"

"No Todd, rest time" Rusty responded, and pulled out his marker. Todd was pleased to see that the mark Rusty made was almost an inch further down the shaft. Then the man reached over and marked Todd's forehead with a second hash mark. "You look like you're gonna faint kid, better take a break. Go make me a sandwich and get yourself something for yourself while you're at it."

Todd rushed to complete his task, hoping that when he came back Rusty would let him have some more cock. He wasn't disappointed. By the time the afternoon was turning to dark Todd had 6 hash marks on his forehead and had ingested enough pot that he was wobbly and disoriented. But Rusty had been right about the drug. All Todd could think about was having Rusty's big cock lodged in the back of his throat, tasting the man's dripping pre-cum and hoping that this time he would get the throat full of jism he craved.

When Rusty sent him for a beer Todd returned to find that the man had turned on the 55 inch wide screen TV that took pride of place in his living room. Rusty motioned Todd to resume his position and pushed the boy's head down to work on his balls as Rusty worked the remote. Todd sucked them slavishly and found himself wondering if he might be allowed to tongue behind the man's balls, to work his tongue into the crevice of Rusty's ass and taste his man hole, the way Rusty had made Kip do that first day they met in the diner. Meanwhile, Rusty stroked himself and watched what sounded like some brutal porno. Todd couldn't see what the screen showed, but from the sounds that filtered through Todd's fuzzy brain, at least two men were energetically using someone (was it a man or a woman?) in an exhausting marathon of cocksucking and fucking. Rusty had on a headset, so Todd could hear the soundtrack only faintly, but as the onscreen captive's muffled pleas reached a crescendo, Rusty looked down and Todd and pointed to the screen. "This is getting good, check it out, boy" Rusty reached down and turned Todd's head to face the TV and the boy watched in shock at the sight of a young blond man lying on his back on a table while two ebony black men fed their enormous cocks into both ends of him. The camera slowly zoomed to close-up as the last few inches of a massive cock slid into the boy's stretched hole and Todd could dimly hear the boy's muffled cries and gurgled pleadings. The big cock began to thrust in and out of the boy's rectum as the camera slowly began panned his body. It was covered in bruises and welts and as it passed over his chest Todd was horror stricken to see a hand reach down and forcefully twist the boy's nipple. The boy's chest heaved and the camera passed on to the boys bulging neck, its veins bulging in harsh relief against the pale skin, then on to the site of the boy's mouth. It was stretched around the base of an incredibly thick cock and his face was mostly obscured by a full set of balls draped over his nose and cheeks while his eyes looked out at the camera in anguish. God, thought Todd, could anyone survive an assault like that? Where had Rusty gotten a video that brutal?

As if in answer, Rusty spoke. "Nice work guys. Let's see if you can fit both your dicks up his hole at once". Todd was momentarily confused, first by Rusty talking to the video, then by the face that dipped into the frame as the man who was brutalizing the boy's throat leaned into the camera and spoke. "We'll give it a try Rusty, but, we been working on that trick for a couple of days and he ain't quite there yet. Give us a second, man". 

Todd turned to Rusty in amazement and the man laughed "Skype. You gotta love all this new technology, right Todd? Now you get your mouth on my cock while we finish up here, then we'll get us some dinner". Todd wanted desperately to see what was going to come next, but Rusty said impatiently, "Come on, boy, I don't have all day". So the boy turned his attention once again to Rusty's cock and attempted to outdo himself, silently willing his throat to open further than he knew was possible. Rusty's cock was rock hard now and Todd was having difficulty concentrating on his task. Who was that poor guy and what had he done to deserve being punished like that, he wondered? 

Above him Rusty's eyes remained glued to the screen and then spoke, obviously, to whoever was onscreen. "Hey, Kip, you being a good boy?"

Todd's' mind was working as furiously as his lips. Kip. It must be the Kip that Rusty had mentioned yesterday. Where was he, what had happened that had landed him in this predicament?

From the ambient sound coming from the headset, Todd could hear the reply "Yes, Rusty. Yes sir". 

"I hear you been practicing a new skill. Sort of a two for one?"

"Please, sir. I don't think I'm ready yet" the voice begged.

"Well, we'll take it nice and slow, won't we guys?" Rusty said and the voices in the background seemed to agree, although Todd doubted the men speaking were very genuine in their assurances.

"OK, Abdul" lay back and let Kip stand Straddle you ." Rusty instructed. "Good. now Kip, sit down on Abduls cock. There you go" Rusty encouraged "Take it all the way to the base, boy". A few moments of silence ensued followed by some high pitched groaning. Todd couldn't help wondering if Kip was successful and as he tried to concentrate on Rusty's hard cock, it sounded like the boy was having a problem. 

"Come on Kip", Rusty said "I said all the way down. Just breath deep breaths and, ah there you go" The sound of a yelp came out of the ear set and at the same time Rusty reached down to adjust Todd's head on his cock, pushing it firmly as he tried to gain more purchase in the back of the boy's throat.

"Now, Abdul," Rusty instructed, pull Kip back onto your chest and pull his legs up so Kango can get at his hole." Rusty looked down at Todd, and said "You wanna see this don't you?" Todd nodded silently and Rusty pulled the boy off his cock and turned his head once again to the screen. Kip was now lying on Abdul's chest, his legs raised and his hole filled with the man's thick black dick. As he watched, Abdul thrust his hips back and forth, plowing the last of his cock in and out of Kips poor abused orifice. Kip's little member quivered above a tight ball sack which had been tightly wrapped with a tight cord and was bright red. Todd could hear a faint yelp and watched in fascination has Kips asslips slipped over Abdul's hard cock.

"You ready, Kango?" Rusty asked, and the face of smiling Kango momentarily dipped into the screen, looking at the camera.

"I'm ready, Rusty" the man sad happily, "but I don't think this is gonna turn out good, man". His head disappeared as his hand stroked a glistening massive member and guided it toward the boy's hole. For a moment he teased the boy's hole with it, then began to press against the already stuffed hole. Rusty called out "put up camera's two and three" and two inset shots appeared on the upper corners of the big screen. One showed the face of the wild-eyed Kip, framed by Abdul's hands, which were holding the boy's feet up and behind him, Abdul's smiling face. The other inset showed Kango's face in intense concentration. It was surreal, Todd thought. When Kango prodded the already stuffed hole, Todd could watch Kip's face contort in pain. As Abdul's pulled a few inches of cock out of the boy's hole and stuffed it back in Todd could simultaneously see the pleasure reflected in Abdul's face. 

Kango continued to press the lips of the boys' ass and finally (Rusty had turned up the sound on the receiver now), Todd heard an audible grunt as the head popped into Kip's overstretched hole. A howl went up and Todd turned his attention momentarily to the upper quadrant where Kip face contorted in agony. The boy began to plead with Rusty. "Please sir, don't let them do this. They're gonna kill me. They're splitting me in two, Rusty. Please, please, please, please" the boy wailed.

"Shut up, Kip" Rusty commanded and the boy attempted to suppress his cries. "Kango, put some more lube on that thing, will you?"

A bottle of lube appeared and Kango dripped some over his cock and onto the boy's hole and rubbed it a bit. The tip of his cockhead was lodged alongside Abdul's member in the boy's hole but he seemed unable to gain further ground. Kango pressed harder but it went in only a couple of centimeters. Kip was blubbering now and pleading "What are you doing to me? You're gonna split me in two. Please, don't do this. I'll do anything you want, but you're killing me". 

On one screen Kango continued his forward pressure and then reached out and gave Kip's ball sack a hard slap. In response Kip's hole visible spasmed, then seemed to go slack. Kango, sensing the change, gave a brutal thrust forward and anther four inches of cock slid home into Kip's hole. Kips head whipped up to stare out directly at that camera and announced, as if he had just discovered the theory of relativity, "I'm gonna cum!"

With that his body convulsed and juice began to spew out of the little cock that sat a few inches above the boy's tortured hole. Meanwhile, Abdul used the moment to give Kip's hole a reaming and Kango continued to press his advantage. The camera focused in on the sight of the boy's ruined hole, stuffed to the hilt with two unbelievable cocks. It looked to Todd that Kip had fainted and his opinion was seconded by Kango, who bent down into camera range. "Hey Rusty, you think maybe we should stop? This boy is done worn out, I think" He smiled broadly and Todd wondered for a moment if those on the other side could see him just as he could see them.

"Are you kidding" Rusty almost howled, "this footage is gold, man, gold! Me and every pervert in North America want to see that little slut stuffed with every inch of both your cocks"

Kango nodded happily and resumed his assault on Kip's poor hole. As Kango continued to slowly press his giant in and out of the boy, the boy's face appeared lifeless. Only his tongue moved half heartedly and drool dripped from his half opened mouth. 

Todd felt Rusty's hand on his head at that point and the man directed his attention to the hard cock that was pulsing with anticipation. As he worked his best on Rusty's cock his mind was going a million miles a minute. Todd worked his mouth feverishly on Rusty's cock willing him to unload, if only to save that poor boy on the screen from death. Finally, Rusty pushed the boy's head down his shaft and began to unload. It seemed to go on forever, and if Todd had had an ounce of energy left he would have gagged at the length of meat crammed far back beyond where it could possibly have lodged even a few hours ago. Through his drug induced fog, he wondered if Kip had been split in two by the brutal attack but had no way of knowing. Lack of oxygen was fuzzing his already deprived brain and the world swirled in darkness. 

When he came to he was lying on the floor and Rusty had turned off the TV and was staring at him. "Let's go get some dinner, boy". 

He then stood and stepped over the boy. Reaching down he struck another hash mark on the boy's forehead. "Go get cleaned up and let's get dinner. There's some clothes in the closet of your room that should fit you" he said and continued upstairs.

Todd tried to pull himself together and put the horror of what he had only partially witnessed out of his mind. How had Kip ended up where he was? Where was he? What had led him there? And most horrible of all, is that where Todd was headed? 

Todd surveyed his face in the bathroom mirror. The area around his mouth was red from the rough treatment Rusty had inflicted on him and his lips seemed swollen. But what was most startling was the now seven distinct hash marks prominently displayed on his forehead. Maybe no one would notice them, he thought as he tried unsuccessfully to comb his hair to cover them. Well, at least they won't know what they're from, he consoled himself. 

Rusty didn't seem inclined to talk as they road to the truck stop and the two sat in the same booth and Rusty ordered the usual for them. When Dimitri came to the table he looked at Todd and smirked. Pulling the boy's hair from his forehead he silently counted the hash marks, then turned to Rusty. "Damn, you're one mean motherfucker, Rusty."

Rusty laughed, "You kiddin? I practically have to beat this cocksucker off with a stick to keep him off my dick, don't I Todd?"

"That so?" Dimitri responded, showing increased interest in the boy.

"Tell the man what you spent the day doing, Todd" Rusty demanded.

His face burning, Todd answered defensively "I did what you told me to, sir."

Rusty wasn't about to let him off that easy, though. He raised his voice a bit higher. "And what did I tell you to do, boy? Come on, tell Dimitri what you been doing with that sweet mouth of yours the past 10 hours". He waited silently, almost daring the boy not to answer. 

"Sucking your cock sir" Todd finally responded, glancing around the diner to see if anyone could overhear him. At some of the tables truckers were finishing their meals and thankfully seemed not to notice him at all. 

Dimitri, not able to relent probed the boy. He loudly demanded, "And did you like it, boy?" A couple of truckers were turning now to observe their interplay.

"Yes sir" the mortified boy responded. Dimitri laughed and turned back to Rusty. "You sure know how to pick em, man" as he went off to the kitchen.

Rusty turned to Todd and said "Hey, I think Dimitri likes you, boy. Maybe you'd like to suck him off too". Todd silently fixed his embarrassed gaze at the table in front of him. "What do you say, boy. You wanna suck on Dimitri tonight for dessert? I bet you'd like it. He's got a nice fat one, not as long as mine, but I bet you'd love it". Rusty waited for Todd to respond but the boy sat silently. 

"You know what? I hate a boy that pouts, Todd, I really do" he said levelly. "What I like is a boy that says yes sir, when I ask him a question. A boy that does what he's told, you get my meaning?" Todd nodded miserably.

"And does it happily. Makes me proud" Rusty continued. Todd attempted to put on a smile and nod more enthusiastically.

"Yes, sir" he said. "I want to make you proud, sir".

"Glad to hear it". Rusty took his keys off his belt and sorted through them until he found the one he was looking for and unclipped it. "You know what this key is for, Todd?"

"I think so sir" Todd answered faintly, the idea dawning on him slowly. It was the key to the utility closet that Rusty had told him about. Rusty pushed the key across the table to the boy. "And what are you gonna do with this key, boy?"

Todd stared fearfully at the key in his hand and spoke in a whisper. "I am going to go into the men's room and unlock the utility closet and go in there and wait for Dimitri to come in".

"Not exactly, Todd, but a good guess" Rusty said. "You're going to go into the utility closet and strip off your clothes and then you're gonna sit on the bench that's in there, right in front of the glory hole and wait"

Todd nodded obediently. 

"Then", Rusty continued, "When Dimitri gets a break from waiting on the customers, he's gonna come to the far stall and stick his fat cock through the hole and your gonna suck him off like I been teaching you." He stared at the boy. "Go on now". 

Todd got up from the table and headed to the doors at the back of the diner. "And Todd", Rusty called, "Don't you come out until I come and get you, you hear?" Todd nodded and blushed furiously as he passed four truckers finishing their coffee. One of them made a comment to the others under his breath and the four men snickered derisively.

It was easy enough to find the men's room and the utility closet. Once inside, he realized there was only a faint illumination from single bulb in the ceiling and a dim glow coming from an eight inch hole in the left wall. Todd obediently pulled off his clothes and sat on the bench, which placed his head at the level of the hole. He could barely see into the darkened bathroom stall on the other side but he waited patiently. 

Dimitri had looked pretty busy and Todd figured he was in for a long wait but his stomach clenched in anticipation, not sure whether this would be able to go through with it. It seemed horribly demeaning to be sitting there naked in a dirty bathroom waiting for someone to push their cock through a dirty hole for him to suck. Then suddenly, he heard the muffled sound of the rest room door opening, followed by the stall door opening and closing. Todd's heart pounded in his chest as he sat, naked with his dick throbbing against his belly. Dimitri was pretty hot looking, he thought. I bet he has a nice cock too. He lowered his head to the hole, but could only see the outlines of a figure on the other side. The man was standing in profile, holding his cock which Todd could barely make out. Todd pushed his face against the hole trying to get a better look, when a hand reached out and fingers brushed his lips, Todd's vision was restricted just to the sight of a hard on, waving in front of his eyes and he barely had time to open his mouth before the cock was pushed through his lips and into his mouth. Damn, Dimitri was horny, Todd thought as the cock hit the back of his mouth and drilled into his throat, then pulled back and slammed into his mouth again. The man set a punishing pace, slamming the back of Todd's throat with deliberate violence. It seemed like Dimitri liked to work his cock like a pile driver and Todd could barely hold his head steady as the attack continued and increased in intensity. Todd's eyes teared up and he had all he could do to suffer the assault without complaining. But he thought of what Rusty would say if he embarrassed him with a poor performance and so held his face as firmly as he could to the partition while the man continued to use his throat. Then, suddenly, the cock was pulled out of the boy's mouth. A hand gave the member a few tugs and a shower of cum sprayed all over Todd's face, blinding him and dripping down his chin. Through bleary eyes Todd watched as the hand tore off a length of toilet paper wiped the cock, then stowed it in his pants and left. In a moment Todd heard the water running and then there were voices talking and Todd leaned closer to hear. A man spoke, definitely not Dimitri, "Hey Stuart, how's it hanging". Then another voice replied, again, not Dimitri "well things are looking up. Looks like this place is getting back to normal. You should check it out". The other voice responded "Really?" and then Todd jumped back from the open hole as the door to the stall reopened. The person entering closed the door and Todd watched in fascination another hard cock appeared waving in front of his face. A hand gestured to Todd and the boy followed its silent instruction and leaned over to present his open mouth for the man's use. The stranger wasted no time in thrusting his hard cock through the hole and filling Todd's already sore throat, pumping into the boy with powerful strokes. Todd began to gag and pulled back, but a disembodied voice ordered him "come back here, you little cocksucker" and the man's fingers snapped in front of his face. Resignedly, Todd pressed his face to the partition wall and the man resumed his attack on the poor boy's throat. As Todd struggled to accommodate the new cock reaming his throat, he heard him call out to his friend "Hey, Jorge, you were right about that" and the other man responded "Don't you know it" before the sound of the outer door opening and closing indicated that the first man had left. The assault on Todd's throat resumed and finally he received a blasting load of hot cum. 




Uncle Rusty



As Todd caught his breath the man's voice came through the hole "Stay right where you are kid. I have a friend out back who's got a long drive ahead of him tonight and can probably use some relief before he goes." With that he was gone and Todd sat back to ponder his predicament. Was he going to have to stay and suck off another cock tonight? No make that two more cocks if Dimitri finally got around to taking a break. Maybe the man was only fooling, Todd thought as he attempting to clear the last of the recent visitor's cum from his throat. Maybe Rusty will come in and take him home. But that would entail a different challenge. If there was anything Todd knew about Rusty by now it was that the he could expect a few more slashes penned to his forehead before the night was done. And maybe the last guy's friend would be a little more gentle on his throat, Todd thought. He shivered as he thought about what was in store for him. In fact, he admitted to himself, he really liked the fact that these men just seemed to want to use him, make him service them and then leave him there crouched in this awful utility closet. He briefly thought about Kip and the number of men who Rusty said used the boy's throat on just an average day and it occurred to him that with a little practice he could learn to service more than a few men. Maybe not forty or fifty, but... his thoughts were interrupted by the now familiar sound of the outer door opening and closing and the clang of the stall door. In the dark, Todd watched as his next customer reached out his hand and tapped the bottom of the hole. Sensing what was expected, Todd pressed his mouth to the hole. The trouble is, he couldn't present his willing mouth and see anything more than the partition in front of his eyes but he waited, wondering what the man on the other side would do next. In a moment he heard of voice saying, "here, boy, work on these" and a hairy set of balls was pressed to his lips. Todd immediately began to suck on them, working one, then the other. Finally a hand reached up and pressed both balls into the boy's stuffed mouth and the man's voice commanded, "Suck harder, boy". Todd sucked for all he was worth until the man pulled them from his mouth and presented an enormous, upward curving cock in their place. Todd immediately set to work on servicing the man, attempting to take as much as he could of the long shaft. Unlike his predecessor, this man pressed his cock firmly through the opening and remained motionless, allowing Todd to work his head, bobbing up and down, pressing to capture as much of the length as possible, and as if by magic, Todd suddenly found his poor tired throat had given up all resistance and the man's cock was entirely sheathed by his throat, his nose pressing against the man's pubic bone. In response, the man gave a muffled cry and flooded Todd with the third load he had received since locking himself in the utility closet. The man's cum was thick and pungent in the back of the boy's throat and once the man quickly departed Todd savored the taste of it. He was beginning to realize that almost every man's cum had a slightly different taste to it, when he heard the door yet again he quickly resumed his position. Incredible, he thought, I'm becoming like Pavlov's dog. The sound of an opening door and I start salivating for another round of hot cock. 

And yes, almost immediately, a hard cock presented itself through the hole, demanding Todd's attention. Not so long as the prior cock, but quite thick and with a large bulbous head, already leaking pre-cum as the boy began to service it. Todd paid particular attention to avoiding the use of his teeth and to working the underside of the man's shaft with his tongue and was rewarded by a full flood of cum on his palate. And the man had barely zipped up and left the stall when another hard cock was dangling before his eyes. A good sized one, with a broad head covered by an abundance of foreskin, which Todd began sucking on immediately, working his tongue under the extra flesh to tantalize the man's cockhead. He was rewarded by the feeling of his lips being stretching around a growing girth of penis, the head doubling in size as it lodged in the back of the boy's throat. Damn, Todd thought as he worked his bruised throat muscles up and down the length of the shaft, if this is what cocksucking is all about I want this every day, all day. In his enthusiasm, he rammed his head home particularly hard and heard a gasp from the other side as the entire length of the man's cock slipped down his throat. For a moment, Todd thought he had somehow ruptured his own throat but he didn't care because within seconds he felt the shaft and head begin to pulse as the man emptied yet another load into Todd's eager stomach. Todd held his position and silently waited for the visitor to finish with him but the stranger made no move to pull out and Todd shortly realized that with care he could maintain his lip lock on the man's slightly softening cock and still just manage to breath a bit of air through his nose. As he practiced this new technique he slowly worked his tongue to massage the underside of the man's cock, hoping to keep the connection unbroken, and was rewarded with a muffled "Shit, you're good" from the other side. The stranger seemed to have no intention of retiring yet and, although Todd was feeling a cramp starting in his shoulders, he was perfectly willing to service this cock as long as the man wanted. Within a minute, in fact, the man's penis responded to Todd's coaxing tongue and began to swell again, it's girth blocking the boy's throat as he began to saw his cock back and forth, using the boys willing face with increasing violence. Somehow, Todd held on, silently egging the intruder on and as if hearing the boy's silent prayers, the man accelerated, becoming more aggressive with each thrust. He set up a rhythm of pulling his cock back until just the head rested just inside Todd's lips, then ramming it back down the boy's throat with full force. Finally, when Todd thought he would pass out from the sheer force of the man's assault and the lack of air, the man's cock began to trembled and pulse in the boy's throat, finally releasing another substantial load into the willing Todd. 

Exhausted, Todd leaned back and watched as the dark figure turned to depart. A voice distinctly called out to Todd "I'll be seeing a lot more of you, cocksucker. Next time I'll bring my friends, too" the disembodied voice laughed and then continued "And I got lots of friends". And then he was gone. 

Todd waited there in the dark, exhausted, for what seemed like a long time and finally heard the familiar sound of the door. Soon enough there was someone on the other side of the partition and from the sweet smell of cooking grease that wafted over his nostrils, Todd thought he was finally being given a chance to service Dimitri. Yes, he thought as an enormous cock pushed through the hole to offer itself to him, this must be the man. It hung there expectantly while Todd examined it. A thick head with a shaft that tapered down to a more manageable thickness at the base, pulsing as it began to engorge. Todd opened his mouth to receive what was on offer and began to work his mouth over it and it swelled to push insistently at the back of the boy's throat. Um, tasty, Todd thought as his saliva washed the salty, slightly bitter taste of yet another cock over his taste buds. He began to work earnestly on the man's member, employing all his newly learned skills to elicit a few grunts and murmurs of encouragement from the other side. Within a few minutes Dimitri's steel hard cock was slamming deep into the poor boy's throat and Todd willed himself to accept the assault without complaint. Then Dimitri (was it Dimitri, Todd wondered, or was this just another hard anonymous cock? And if it wasn't Dimitri, how many more cocks would the boy have to accept before the night was through) spewed has load down Todd's throat and silently disappeared.

It must have been Dimitri after all because within a few minutes Rusty was standing over the exhausted boy and telling him they were through for the night. As Todd dutifully put his clothes back on, he noticed that his own groin was soaked with cum. Somehow along the way he had ejaculated, although he didn't remember exactly at what point that had happened. He found Rusty seated at the counter and talking quietly with Dimitri while they looked at the screen of a laptop. A trucker who was just headed for the door stared at Todd as he crossed to the men and the boy flushed under the man's gaze. Which one was he, Todd wondered as he tried to match the trucker's powerful frame to one of the cocks he had recently sucked. And then the man called out to Rusty and Dimitri and said "Night you guys. Nice to see you're up and running a full service operation again".

Rusty turned to the man and responded "Yea, thanks Carl. Be sure to tell your buddies, right?". 

Carl's eyes turned to Todd as he replied."I sure will, Rusty. And you know, I got lots of friends" the man laughed and was out the door. Dimitri went to the door to lock up and put up the closed for business sign, then returned to Rusty's side as the two men consulted the computer screen. Todd couldn't hear Rusty and Dimitri's conversation as he approached the men and they broke off as he approached. Rusty turned to the boy. "Not bad, Todd, for a newcomer. What do you think Dimitri?"

Dimitri agreed "Yea, pretty good stuff, I'd say. Although that second trucker, you took a little long working him off, Todd. You shoulda got him off more quickly and then you woulda been able to get through more cocks." He looked at Rusty who nodded in agreement before continuing. "And you're technique ain't bad, though you have some ways to go on learning how to open up your throat proper". Todd felt stung. He'd done what he thought was an outstanding job on Dimitri's cock, but he silently waited to hear what else the men would say. Rusty jumped in "Like that third guy you sucked off, kid. The way his cock arced to the right? It would have been better if you'd positioned your head a little to the left." 

Todd was confused. "How'd you know...?"

Rusty cut in, "We got full coverage on security cameras boy. Low light security cameras. Was Dimitri's idea and cost a fucking fortune but it pays off, don't it Dimitri" and he turned the laptop around to show Todd screen. On it, a close up of Todd's face, a cock planted firmly between his lips was freeze framed. Rusty hit a key and the cock began to move in and out of Todd's mouth in long arcing strokes. He watched in fascination as the Todd on the screen's pushed his head forward, offering his throat to the rampaging cock, which slammed down his throat. Todd wanted to turn away from the screen but found that he couldn't and three men continued watching as the cock continued its assault on the boy's throat.

"Turn up the sound, Rusty", Dimitri asked and Rusty hit another key on the computer. Suddenly, the sounds of Todd's strangled gurgling filled the diner and within a moment the engorged cock began to pulse in Todd's throat. Rusty flipped the cover closed and turned to the bewildered boy. "Like I said before, Todd. Technology is great stuff, ain't it?"

"What will you do with it?" Todd whispered.

Rusty explained "Well, when business was booming a couple of months ago, Dimitri had the idea that we should, what did you call it, Dee, Diversify?" 

Dimitri nodded "And promote our services".

Rusty continued, "So we invested in the hardware and software and got ourselves a website called Truck Stop Service dot com". He smiled "Yea, you are now part of the dot com revolution". 

"Couldn't you get arrested" Todd wondered. 

Dimitri laughed "Naw, we don't tell anyone where the footage is coming from, but we do show some shots of the truck stop on our site, just enough that some people with a particular interest might recognize it, but nothing to really identify it."

Rusty continued "You'd be surprised how much people will pay every month to have access to our streaming video from inside the men's room. And then of course we also have the best parts edited and sell them online as well."

"Won't people recognize me" Todd wanted to know. "I mean what if I get arrested?"

Rusty chuckled "Don't have a thing to worry about boy. The only law around here is the local sheriff and he ain't gonna give you a hard time".

Dimitri laughed out loud "Actually, Rusty, that's not quite right. He's gonna give Todd here a hard time on a regular basis" He turned to the boy "In fact, you remember that double load you sucked off tonight?"

The boy nodded silently. 

"That was our one and only sheriff Bob and I think he took a liking to you, boy. At least from the tape"

Rusty leaned over to Todd "So you're secrets safe with us, ain't it Dimitri". He closed up the laptop and hiked himself off the diner stool. "Well, we better be going, boy. Tomorrows coming soon and before you sleep I have a couple of chores for you to attend to". 

Dimitri watched to two of them as they crossed the parking lot to their truck and wondered if maybe Todd was going to work out better than Kip had. Kip had started off well, but he got headstrong. No amount of coercion had worked to keep him in line and when Rusty had finally decided to send him away, Dimitri reluctantly agreed. As long as Rusty promised to find them a replacement, which he had done, although it had taken longer than they expected. Rusty had combed the internet and chat rooms for weeks before hitting on the idea of checking obituaries. And then more weeks until the one for Todd's Grandmother had come up. One grandchild, 18 years old boy, no other family. A check of Todd's Facebook page confirmed his candidacy. His pictures showed just the kind of blond American look that appealed to gritty truckers and his wide overeager smile indicated a boy who was could be molded just about any way they wanted. 

It was a risk, but long lost uncle Rusty, who knew something about just how dysfunctional the typical American family had become, simply got in his truck, drove 300 miles and brought the boy back with him. Well, he thought, as Mr. Barnum said, there's a sucker born every minute. Dimitri laughed at his own crude joke as he turned out the lights and went to his car.



Uncle Ryan



My niece Andrea was staying with me for a few days before she moved into the dorms. She was going to school in the same town where I lived. Her parents thought it would be a good idea for her to stay with me for a few days before moving to the dorm so we could get re-acquainted. It had been a few years since I had seen my brother and his family.

There was one problem with my niece staying with me. I wanted to fuck her. She was about 5'6 with brown hair that was just past her shoulders. She kept her body in shape and had huge tits. They were probably about a 38 D. I wanted to massage them with my hands so badly. 

At the moment, she was laying out by my pool in the skimpiest bikini. I couldn't go out and join her because of the tent in my shorts. I didn't want her to feel uncomfortable. I watched as she lifted to her elbows. She turned her head to look inside and she motioned for me to come out and join her. Against my better judgment, I did.

"I take it you like what you see." She rolled over onto her back and rubbed her hands over her smooth stomach. "I don't think I've seen a bulge that big ever. Do you need help with that?" she asked sitting up.

"Andrea, that wouldn't be a good idea." I tried to sound convincing, but I know I didn't convince myself that it wouldn't be a good idea.

Andrea grabbed the waistband of my swim trunks and pulled them down. I stepped out of them as she grabbed hold of my cock.

"Andrea, I really don't think ..." her mouth enveloped my cock. "Oh, God, that feels good." She moved her head up and down my shaft. "Oh, baby, that feels really good." 

Andrea kept working on my cock. I grabbed hold of her hair and pumped in and out of her mouth. I was about to cum, and I told her so. She kept working on my cock, sucking harder. She started to massage my balls, pushing me over the edge. 

"OH YEAH, OH GOD, HONEY, I'M CUMMING!!!! TAKE IT ALL DOWN YOUR THROAT! OH YEAH!" I emptied my load deep in her throat.

She licked my cock until it became soft. She then slid her bikini bottoms off and reached around to unhook the top. Her body was absolutely gorgeous. 

I told her to lay down flat. I then pulled her to the end of the chaise lounge, and dug my head into her honey pot. My tongue licked up and down her slit, circling her clit, careful not to touch it. My tongue continued its assault as my hands found her breasts and started massaging them. 

Her hips started bucking, and the moaning got louder and more frequent. "Oh, Uncle Ryan, don't stop. That feels so good." Her hand worked its way into my hair to make sure I didn't leave her. All of a sudden she cried out "I'M CUMMMMMMINNNNNNGGGG!!!"

I continued working on her cunt until her orgasm subsided. I then worked my mouth up her body to her gorgeous breasts, working on the nipples of each one, and then I trailed kisses up her chest and neck and then I kissed her lips. My tongue worked its way inside her mouth. 

"Uncle Ryan, will you take my virginity?" she whispered.

"Oh, Andrea, I shouldn't. We've already gone farther than we should have." I tried to pull away from her, but her legs had wrapped around me.

"Please, Uncle Ryan? I've always wanted you to be my first." She grabbed onto my cock, and started guiding it towards her virgin cunt.

"Oh, I shouldn't," my reasoning was starting to disappear. She guided me into her. I pulled out, and then slammed back into her, taking her cherry. All my reasoning was now gone. I wanted this girl beneath me, even if she was my niece. 

I pounded into her harder and faster. Her hips started bucking up, meeting me on each thrust. She grabbed hold of her breasts as I pounded into her. Her moaning was getting louder and I was worried she might draw attention from the neighbors. I leaned over and kissed her to keep her quiet.

"Baby, I'm about to cum. Where do you want it?" I whispered to her.

"Inside me. I want your seed in my womb. Please, Uncle Ryan, cum inside me." She started working her cunt muscles to milk the cum out of me. 

"HERE IT CUMS BABY! I'M FILLING YOU WITH MY SEED!" I let a ton of spunk empty into her unprotected cunt. I then pulled out and sprayed more onto her stomach and breasts. She started rubbing it into her skin.

"Thanks, Uncle Ryan," Andrea looked up into my eyes as she continued rubbing her belly. I had a feeling we had just created a child, but maybe we didn't.