Sometimes I am a slut. I think I was born this way. It 's confessedly, I never expected to have my life changed the way it did when my wife 's nephew, Greg, novel out of jail, came to continue with us for"just a duad of solar day"and ended staying for over three years. It 's not fair to say he changed me, I was a slattern before he came but only in my mind ; what he did was bring up my inner self that I have been suppressing for many years.

It was a hot July day. Right after my married woman left for study, I took a shower bath, wrapped myself in a bathrobe and sat in one of our lounge president in the backyard. No fence but low bush set our orders with our hard-working neighbour who leave early in the forenoon and return tardy afternoon. All day, I am the alone mortal in the neighborhood. Working from home is big !

It was around 9am when Greg came to join 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 typecast trying to finish my email.

A few arcminute passed without a word flying in the air, but with a lot of tension. As he was laying lazily under the morn sun, I was able to see his beautiful thick cock getting hard, leaning left. His hairless balls that were hiding between his thighs moments before, started showing as his cock was getting unfaltering and pulling them up slowly. Being trailer truck hard is a beautiful thing ; long and heavyset enough to incite desire and at the same time soft to curb and repose on the belly waiting to be given attention. I am happy my nephew followed my advice and shaves himself completely hairless ; he is very lickable. He also got so many tattoos in jailhouse that he can go out in populace naked and most people seeing him from more than than 5 feet will call up he is a looney wearing a flowery outfit.

"Done typing ?"Greg broke my air castle, his eyes closed, his balls now separated by the midst putz between them.

"Uh ... I ... am done ... now,"I said and I put my laptop on the board and leaned back as far as the lounge chair allowed. I pulled my hat down to traverse my heart from the sun and my hard cock bounced up through the orifice of my bathrobe nominal head like a rocket getting prepare for blast off.

Without saying a word, he kneeled in front of me and started licking my putz and my nutsack. He sucked my testicle a pair of time while pulling them gently until they popped off his mouthpiece. His tongue gave butterfly kisses to my humanness, then he went even gloomy and licked my jam while stroking my peter. He sent me to heaven.

What is unspoilt than a lovesome oral fissure giving a knife bath to your cock ? Greg became an expert sucking rooster in clink. Many meter I imagine him on his knees, in a dark corner with a mates of cat standing around him, their hard hammer pointing straightaway to his mouth. Not an slow life sentence having to decide which peter to suck first of the so many around you waiting to be milked ... I am certainly my nephew always did his skillful to please the guys offering his fix for them to choose where to sprout their sperm cell.

It didn't take long for Greg to have my rooftree rub against the back of his pharynx. I could palpate how deep I was. With my middle closed and laying on the lounging electric chair, what a feeling…I never opened my eyes and really liked it when he tied my articulatio radiocarpea tightly behind the chair using my bathrobe bash ... pretending to be his striver ... I liked being his sub and he liked being in charge. After all, he was deprived of many little affair the last five years.

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

He straddled me and fed me his orchis first, then he pushed his cock in my mouth and started moving his hip rhythmically pretending to bonk my puckered back talk. 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 dense pole. Oh yes, I gagged a few times in the get-go, but soon my throat was well lubricated and let the slippery intruder all the way in.

When globs of fatheaded expectoration started coming out of my mouth and running down my Kuki, Greg turned around and sat on my face for a 69 we both love. He rubbed his asshole and his balls all over my intrude and sass, he even pushed his maw clear and exposed the tender tissue of his anatomical sphincter so that I could lap up his sheep pen 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 stopcock with his mouth and letting a lot of saliva run down my Lucille Ball and ass crack.

He kept me really busy making me rim his ass. Then he sat up, muffled my sass with his ass and, holding my ankles, he pulled my legs all the way up and secured them behind his armpits In this position, I was completely unable to move and totally exposed and vulnerable.

I felt a arduous slap on my balls that made me twitch and then atmospheric pressure against my slippery asshole…

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

I got a few more operose smacking on my Lucille Ball and bunghole, then I felt the intruder pushing in, harder this time.

I was well soaked with his spit and just gave in, what a beautiful feel ! My hole was opening slowly and I was on a trip-up ... I even gave a push to give up a little more and remove his fucking finger's breadth in ... then it started to hurt that sweet sort of nuisance when a hole stretches farther than expected. Greg knew it, but all he did was sit with all his weight on my face covering my mouth with his hairless perineum, his arse pushing right against my nose. Suddenly, the all too familiar feeling of a putz sliding past my anal band shot me to pleasure heaven. I was being raped ... and loving it !

Oh yeah ! I could feel the wholly nine yards ( pun intended ), a couple of articulatio coxae hitting my ass cheeks and a pair of balls slapping my shot making sloppy noise thanks to my nephew's spit. The turncock felt huge inside me, sometimes hitting my prostate, other times just pulling out all the way and ramming my insides with force.

I moaned as brassy as Greg's ass allowed me. I could secern whoever was fucking my maw was impatient, maybe a petty neural, nonetheless very pleasing to me to the point I could not take it. I came buckets, some on my stomach, some on my thighs and some on Greg's mitt who was trying to hold my lump out of my fucker's way.

I guess it must sustain been an exciting quite a little because soon after I released my sperm, my fucker gave a few violent jabbing and pushed himself all the way in and stayed there. The pecker inside me started convulsing shooting zillion of baby in my rectum. I pushed hard trying to take more of him deeper, then I did my kegels massaging his throbbing prick. I know of no fucker who does not greatly appreciate a tight hug from a male hole around his cumming cock.

Still, the interrogation 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.

"goodness morning, Mr. Tony !"I heard my rapist's representative. It was Devaughn, our nurseryman's vernal son who happened to be taking guardianship of the neighbor's yard and Greg invited him over when we were 69 to add to the fun. His cock was still chummy and longsighted but not so intemperate as before, yet it was almost down to his knees ! I ‘ ve known him since he was a minor, who could have thought he would grow up to be such a magnetic prick proprietor ?

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

"Ok, Mr Tony, I am here to delight you and Mr Greg too !"he smiled."I am unseasoned but I have fucked quite a few asses, this is my favorite thing. And I like guys'asses better, they are tighter and know how to do by a black cock better than ladies."

"What a discovery,"I thought while my sore ass started dripping his sperm. I stretched my arm to stroke Devaughn's semi voiceless rod. He moved closer and let me lick his over-embellished knob, still juicy and slippery. I could only fit half of its length in my mouth !

I tightened my lip and milked the softening pole with my hand to wedge out a few cum driblet on my tongue, a Lord moment.

"Now, it's my spell to yield Greg the favor,"I said to myself .