Sometimes I am a slut. I think I was born this way. It 's straight, I never expected to have my life changed the way it did when my wife 's nephew, Greg, sweet out of jail, came to delay with us for"just a couple of days"and ended staying for over three years. It 's not fair to say he changed me, I was a slut before he came but only in my psyche ; what he did was bring up my inner ego that I have been suppressing for many years.

It was a hot July day. Right after my wife left for work, I took a shower, wrapped myself in a bathrobe and sat in one of our lounge professorship in the backyard. No fences but low shrub determine our fiat with our hard-working neighbor who leave early in the morning and return lately good afternoon. All day, I am the only person in the neighborhood. Working from dwelling house is great !

It was around 9am when Greg came to get together me. He was completely naked as always in my wife's absence.

"Hey !"he mumbled and sat on the other lounger next to me under the umbrella.

"Hey !"I said and continued to type trying to finish my email.

A few proceedings passed without a Scripture flying in the air, but with a lot of latent hostility. As he was laying lazily under the morning sun, I was capable to see his beautiful midst cock getting hard, leaning left. His hairless balls that were hiding between his thighs moments before, started showing as his cock was getting remains and pulling them up slowly. Being articulated lorry hard is a beautiful thing ; long and thick enough to set off desire and at the same sentence cushy to curb and rest on the belly waiting to be given tending. I am felicitous my nephew followed my advice and shaves himself completely hairless ; he is very lickable. He also got so many tattoos in jail that he can go out in public naked and most people seeing him from more than than 5 metrical foot will think he is a weirdo wearing a flowery outfit.

"Done typing ?"Greg broke my reverie, his middle closed, his orb now separated by the thick shaft between them.

"Uh ... I ... am done ... now,"I said and I put my laptop computer on the board and leaned back as far as the lounge chair allowed. I pulled my hat down to incubate my eyes from the sun and my concentrated stopcock bounced up through the opening of my bathrobe front like a Eruca sativa getting ready for bang off.

Without saying a word, he kneeled in front of me and started licking my cock and my nutsack. He sucked my orchis a match of multiplication while pulling them gently until they popped off his mouth. His tongue gave butterfly stroke kisses to my manhood, then he went even lower and licked my maw while stroking my barb. He sent me to heaven.

What is better than a strong sassing giving a knife bath to your cock ? Greg became an expert sucking rooster in jail. Many metre I imagine him on his stifle, in a dark niche with a couple of cat standing around him, their unvoiced cocks pointing straight to his sassing. Not an loose life history having to settle which cock to suck first of the so many around you waiting to be milked ... I am for certain my nephew always did his full to please the Guy offering his jam for them to choose where to shoot their sperm.

It didn't take long for Greg to make my ridge rub against the back of his pharynx. I could feel how deep I was. With my eyes closed and laying on the lounging chair, what a feeling…I never opened my oculus and really liked it when he tied my wrist joint tightly behind the chair using my bathrobe belt ... pretence to be his slave ... I liked being his sub and he liked being in charge. After all, he was deprived of many little things the last five years.

He licked a finger and pushed it in my ass, then he rimmed my jam and pushed in two fingers. My boy was preparing me for his cadaver rod. Or so I thought.

He straddled me and fed me his clod first, then he pushed his cock in my mouth and started moving his hips rhythmically pretending to fuck my puckered mouth. I very much liked he initiated this and I liked even more when he pushed hard against my throat forcing me to deep-throat his deep Pole. Oh yes, I gagged a few prison term in the beginning, but soon my pharynx was well lubricated and let the slippery intruder all the way in.

When glob of thick spit started coming out of my back talk and running down my chin, Greg turned around and sat on my grimace for a 69 we both love. He rubbed his asshole and his balls all over my olfactory organ and lip, he even pushed his golf hole open up and exposed the tender tissues of his sphincter so that I could lick his flock inside.

He bent over and sucked me again, pulling my prepuce and balls with his lips and spitting all over. I felt him move his head up and down milking my cock with his sass and letting a lot of tongue run down my balls and ass crack.

He kept me really officious making me rim his ass. Then he sat up, muffled my mouth with his ass and, holding my ankle, he pulled my stage all the way up and secured them behind his axillary cavity In this stead, I was completely unable to move and totally exposed and vulnerable.

I felt a heavy smacking on my lump that made me pinch and then pressure against my slippery asshole…

"My boy is going to fuck me with his digit,"I thought.

I got a few more grueling slap on my clump and bunghole, then I felt the interloper pushing in, harder this time.

I was well soaked with his spit and just gave in, what a beautiful feel ! My mess was opening slowly and I was on a slip ... I even gave a push to give up a little more and take his fucking fingers in ... then it started to hurt that sweet variety of infliction when a hole stretches far than expected. Greg knew it, but all he did was sit with all his exercising weight on my typeface covering my mouth with his hairless perineum, his shit pushing right against my nose. Suddenly, the all too familiar feeling of a cock sliding past my anal anchor ring shot me to pleasure promised land. I was being raped ... and loving it !

Oh yeah ! I could feel the solid nine yards ( pun intended ), a yoke of hips hitting my ass impudence and a distich of balls slapping my crevice making sloppy haphazardness thanks to my nephew's spit. The cock felt huge inside me, sometimes hitting my prostate, early times just pulling out all the way and ramming my interior with force.

I moaned as loud as Greg's ass allowed me. I could tell whoever was fucking my fix was impatient, maybe a little skittish, nonetheless very pleasing to me to the pointedness I could not hold it. I came bucket, some on my belly, some on my thigh and some on Greg's paw who was trying to throw my formal out of my fucker's way.

I guess it must have been an energize sight because soon after I released my sperm, my fucker gave a few trigger-happy thrusts and pushed himself all the way in and stayed there. The cock inside me started convulsing shooting trillion of babies in my rectum. I pushed hard trying to make more of him deeper, then I did my kegels massaging his throbbing prick. I know of no fucker who does not greatly appreciate a besotted hug from a Male hole around his cumming cock.

Still, the question was, who was fucking me with Greg's help ?

I found out soon after my nephew released my leg and moved his ass out of my face.

"commodity morning, Mr. Tony !"I heard my rapist's voice. It was Devaughn, our nurseryman's untested son who happened to be taking care of the neighbor's yard and Greg invited him over when we were 69 to add to the fun. His cock was still duncish and long but not so severe as before, yet it was almost down to his knees ! I ‘ ve known him since he was a child, who could have thought he would originate up to be such a charismatic cock possessor ?

"Devaughn !"I said very surprised,"man, you are fantastic ! I didn't know you are so big and like to sleep together manlike assholes. Let's do it again, ok ?"

"Ok, Mr Tony, I am here to please you and Mr Greg too !"he smiled."I am young but I have fucked quite a few keister, this is my pet affair. And I like guys'asses better, they are besotted and know how to treat a total darkness cock better than ladies."

"What a breakthrough,"I thought while my sore ass started dripping his spermatozoan. I stretched my arm to stroke Devaughn's semifinal difficult rod. He moved closer and let me lap up his purple thickening, still juicy and slippery. I could only fit half of its length in my mouth !

I tightened my rim and milked the softening magnetic pole with my deal to mash out a few cum cliff on my knife, a Godhead moment.

"Now, it's my bout to come back Greg the favor,"I said to myself .