This is a fictional story, though based on some truth. It is fantasy that unprotected sex is ok, and is used for story purposes. It involves sex with minors, group sex, raunch and other elements. This story is for artistic purposes only and not to condone illegal actions. If you are under the age of majority in your area it is illegal to read this story.
Jimmy's Instruction by: Jim Johnson (james.j.johnson@hotmail.com)
At 15 I was full of piss and vinegar and rowdy as hell. My single-parent mom had no control and, honestly, didn't want it. I drank, smoked, partied hard and had sex with as many girls as would have it. I wasn't big, only 5-6 and 145, but I had attitude and new how to use it. My life was about to change in a most dramatic fashion and I never even saw it coming.
I was sent to my uncle's remote cottage in the mountains to, in my mother's words, get straightened out. While she was right on some counts, straight was not what I ended up. I was taking grade 11 off and would stay with him for 14 months at least up in the secluded foothills and mountains of Montana. I was not happy as my mother drove me to Great Falls to meet her older brother and sat sulking the 3 hour drive. We met up at a restaurant and they talked as I threw my bags in the back of his pick-up.
He was 45 and solidly built, although not big just muscular. He was about 6-1 and rock hard, he had a deep tan already despite it only being the end of June. He was dressed like a fucking cowboy, Stetson, jeans, boots, vest the whole bit. Great a fucking cowboy.
"Hey Jimmy boy." he started as we drove away from my waving Mom who I had not even said good bye to, "been a long time. Your mother tells me you need a Man's influence in your life."
"Yeah, whatever." Was my curt reply as I stared out the window at the flat prairie and looming mountains as we drove north and west.
"Ha ha, well I weant through the same shit as you as a young man, but I had me someone who helped me see the light. Like it or not, and you will," he leered at me as he said it, "you'll become the person who is hiding beneath all that fake bullshit!"
I just glared over at him and resumed staring out the window. After a couple hours we turned onto a gravel road that stretched into the foothills ahead of us. I hated to admit it to myself but the scenery was rather spectacular and I felt a bit calmer than when we had started. After another hour we turned into a driveway but I could still not see a house. After a few minutes we turned around the hill edge and there was his place. It was smallish, but in true western style had a large covered porch encircling the house. I could see that it wasn't as backwards as I feared, there was a satellite dish and power lines.
He parked the truck and we headed in, him grabbing my bags. Inside we shrugged off our shoes and he took me straight to my room. It was a small room with a single bed, desk and computer, thank god!! He dropped my bags and opened the small closet, it had space for a few things to hang and a built in dresser for everything else.
"Put your stuff away and meet me in the living room, just up the hall to your left, when you're done. We'll discuss, or I suspect, I will tell you the rules of the house and the consequnces of not following them." He grinned and headed up the hall.
I put my stuff away that would fit and stuffed the rest under the bed. I fired up the computer and it was password protected, shit just my luck. I wondered what it would take to get the password from him. A bit frustrated I left and went to the living room. First thing I noticed it was down western, pictures of cowboys on the walls, bronze horses on the shelves. I sat in a chair opposite him and glared at him, he just smiled and stared back. I finally begaqn to look around the room again having lost the staring contest and noticed a painting over his head. It grabbed my attention as it was 2 men, naked save for cowboy hats and boots. They faced each other, bodies in profile, their erect cocks touching, hands on each others hips, the shorter man in the painting was looking into the chest of the taller man who was looking down. In the background 2 horses stood at a distance grazing with enormous hardons. The entire painting was a phallic ode to manly love and my own cock, untouched for a couple days, began to stir.
I closed my eyes and opened them to Uncle Wyatt smiling at me. He never said a word but I new damn well what he was and I was having no part of it. As an adult looking back I realize how stupid I was but at 15 you deny and hide and act out to hide the fact you're hiding your true desires.
"OK Jimmy, here's the rules of the house. You look after your room, keep it clean and tidy and yes I will check. You help out with meals and you will have chores to do as well. They will be done efficiently and properly and as required, no excuses allowed at all. You will earn your TV and computer privilages if you do as you're told and do it well. You will have time each day to yourself to read, or whatever else you've earned. Failure to comply with anything will result in immediate isolation."
"What the fuck is isolation? It can't get any more fucking isolated than being out here with nothing." I angrily shot back.
With that he got up and grabbed my hair yanking me out of the chair. He dragged my protesting ass outside to a post and before I knew it I was handcuffed to it. He piulled my pants down and literally ripped my shirt off before tying a blindfild around my head. He took the cuffs and pulled them up and over a hook to keep me standing.
"That is, you little shit. Now you will learn respect and your manners, you'll be here an hour and it will seem forever. Now it's up to you, reward or punishment, it will tell me what kind of person you are deep inside." His voice rang in my brain as I heard him stomp off.
Alone and mostly naked in the middle of nowhere I railed internally for some time but it got tiring quick. I could not sit, only stand as the late afternoon sun heated my bare back. My thoughts turned more inward and while nothing coherent was happening I did feel calmer as the time slowly passed.
Finally he came and undid me, first undoing the cuffs and lowering my arms before removing the blindfold. He was behind me and I rubbed my chafed wrists and tired arm muscles as I turned around. He pulled me to him and hugged me tight, his firm body feeling strangely good against my naked one, my cock twitched as we broke the embrace and he never said a word as he took me by the shoulder and led me back in the house. I had stepped out of my jeans while cuffed to the pole as they made it hard to get a good stance. I was naked except for my socks and he led me to the kitchen. Supper had been prepared already, a simple shephards pie but it smelled delicious.
"Can I go get dressed now?" I asked softly.
"Nope, you will have to earn clothes back, as well as your room, I've locked it and until then you will sleep on the couch downstairs in the rec room." He replied sternly but with a sparkle in his eye. "Sit! Eat!"
I sat down dumbfounded and ate silently only sneaking glances at my Uncle. I figured I would do the dishes and clean the kitchen and it would be all good and I could get dressed again. After we were done I jumped up and got to it. Half an hour later the kitchen was sparkling and the dishes put away.
"All done cleaning up Uncle." I put on a happy tone hoping for reprieve.
"Excellent, ok then lets go downstairs and show you around." No reprieve.
I sullenly followed him to the basement which was dimly lit with only small sconces on the walls emitting light upwards. As we passed a row of switches he flipped one and overhead flourescents brightly lit the room. At the far end looked like an old west bar, instead of the usually naked lounging lady over the mirror it was a lounging naked cowboy, his cock flacidly hanging over his thigh.
"Well good night Jimmy." And Uncle Wyatt was gone, I was about to follow but I heard slide bolt lock the door out.
I went back into the room, which really was the entire basement, bar at one end, pool table, large screen TV, couple of couches. I looked behind the bar and it was empty of booze, there was a coke in the bar fridge but that was all. I looked at the art on the wall, they were small paintings and as I got close I saw each was 2 men in some fashion of sexual encounter. I counted 15 paintings which ranged from kissing, to cock sucking, to full on cock in the ass. I shook my head as my own cock had bobbed its sheathed fat head as I looked at the paintings.
I moved to the TV and flipped it on, black screen with just the channel came up. Using the remote I flipped inputs until a picture came on. At first it was just a scenery shot of an empty living room, the shot panned and settled on 2 figures at the end of the hall in a passionate embrace lips locked and hands wandering over the semi clad bodies. The shot zoomed slowly in to find it was 2 men kissing, locked in passion, groping another and sliding clothes off.
I stood there entanced, I had never seen anything like this, sure I had watched porn, lots of it, but never men. With a homophobic reistance I had never stopped on a gay site, always satisfying my self indulgent urges with vids and pics of hetero sex acts. Having said that my favorites were always sucking and shots of girls taking it from behind. They were also my favorite things with real girls too. I couldn't perform as well facing the girl as I could taking her with her back to me, ass in the air.
The men fumbled their way into the bedroom falling onto the bed, now completely naked, cocks hard and urgently wanting attention. I was totally engrossed in the man on man sex acts, my cock ragingly hard. My fat cock head fully extended past the now tight foreskin, purple and dripping precum. I stood transfixed as one man knelt over the others face and jerked his cock until the cum shot over the man's chin, nose and forehead. The cum faced man rolled on top of the other and had him face down, his own cum dripping from the face of his lover. He brought his knees up as the cum faced man entered his ass, both moaning with the pleasure of intimate copulation. Several times they grunted into each other, asshole begging for filling, cock hard and rampant with lust working its powerful thrust fully into the bowels. Close up of balls slapping against balls as the fully engorged cock shines with lubrication deep from within the willing recipient of its lust. Pulling out, the bottom man turning quickly, taking the cock fresh from his ass as the penetrator groans and cums, filling the mouth of the object of his desires. Cum dripping from the corners of his mouth as his throat swallows what it can of the powerful ejaculate.
So obsessed was I with the actions on the large screen I didn't even notice my own orgasm approaching, suddenly I was shooting gobs of white cum onto the TV and shuddering trying to remain standing. I ran to the bathroom and grabbed a towel and cleaned up the TV and shut it off. I found a blanket and pillow on the couch and curled up, ashamed I had cum watching 2 men have sex. But the more I thought of it the more my cock responded despite my conscious effort at disgust. My body seemed warm, my mind relaxed even amid the conflicting thoughts. The more I tried to process consciously my thoughts the more they kept going back to the 2 men on the screen, I thought of boys I had known and seen naked but quickly looked away. Now I had wished I hadn't, that I had observed more closely their bodies, cocks and known their desires.
Finally I drifted to sleep amid fresh thoughts of boys and men. In the past if that type of thought entered my mind I would get up, smoke and look at girls on the internet. Now without any of those options I had lay there, the thoughts rushing my mind. I awoke, covers off, cock rock hard to my Uncle staring down at me.
"Get up boy, time for morning chores." He smiled and graciously did not mention my obscenely erect penis. Girls had always told me I had a big cock, too big for some, but having never compared directly with other boys I could only go by what I had seen on the internet, and felt i was average size. I'm uncut, and measure 8.5 inches long and 4.5 around. It's very straight, topped with a small dark nest of pubic hair. Otherwise I have little to no body hair, some thin dark pit hairs and barely noticeable leg hair, all below the knee.
Uncle went back upstairs and I stumbled groggily to the bathroom at the o ther end of the large basement. I sat down to do my morning business and as I sat there noticed more gay art work. A full length mural graced the shower of a naked man showering. Over the towel rack a Picassoesque colorful portrait of yet another nude male. I wiped, flushed and as I was washing my hands and face I looked over the toilet. The picture there made me freeze, a man kneeling accepting the piss of one standing. I was stunned, frozen as the water cascaded over my hands. I slowly dripped and dried my hands and left the bathroom. The thoughts and feelings of the last 12 hours tripping over themselves in my scarmbled, confused and excited brain.
Upstairs I helped make breakfast of toast and cereal. We ate in silence, only my Uncle's glances breaking the air of sexuality emanating from me. My cock would soften, then harden as thoughts entered my mind of the scene of last night. Not being allowed clothes I had wanted to get some kind of work going to take my mind off those thoughts.
"What would you like me to do today Uncle?" I asked hoping for some strenous work.
"Well Jimmy today you will clean the house from top to bottom, dust, vacuum and wash floors. You will be allowed one hour to reflect on yourself after lunch. It's 8 o'clock now so if you get started you'll be done in time to make sandwiches for lunch." With that he got up and left the house and me to get the job done.
I found all the cleaning stuff and set to work. I kept busy, polishing, cleaning, vacuuming and such and the time zipped by. Soon Uncle was back and surveying the results.
"Good, good Jimmy, fine job, well done. Let's make sandwiches." With that we returned to the kitchen and made lunch.
After lunch he sat with a satisfied smile and I sheepishly grinned back.
"See? A little attitude adjustment is not such a bad thing, I think you;ve made great strides in the last 24 hours Jimmy." He said earnestly. "I also believe you have a long ways to go before you admit fully to the path you've denied yourself. But," he continued, "I think you have earned a small reward, I moved your computer to the basement, type in 'reflection' and you can have access to 2 paths on the computer. You choose, simple?"
"Sure Unc, and thanks." I could barely contain myself I was excited to get on the net and look at some straight porn to get my mind off the men from last night. But at that thought my cock twitched and the head started out the hood, I quickly thought of work and let it subside.
Uncle left me alone at the computer and went back outside, I watched him walk to the large shed beside the seperate garage and go inside. I turned on the computer and put in the password and a screen came up, not a windows screen but a simple screen of blue. On it were 2 pictures, one a naked woman, the other a naked man. I clicked on the woman determined to rid myself of thoughts of men, which was fine except my thoughts kept returning to the men. Each new screen produced a man/woman choice and I had gone through 10 or so without much reaction. Just a numbing click click click browsing the women.
Finally I clicked a man, it led to more of the same but the men seemed more appealing. Some big, some small, hairy, smooth after a while I was unsure how many I had clicked but noticed the screens were just men now. The choices now were between types of men, different body styles and various stages of arousal. I was totally into the pictures when the screen shut off, a message appeared and said 'Time's Up' then 'go downstairs and reflect on your thoughts'.
I wasn't sure how he did it but he did and I did as instructed. I lay on the couch and closed my eyes to soft music being piped in. The music wasn't really my kind of thing but it was relaxing and soon I was dozed off. I had rushy dreams of men, of cocks and of sex between men.
"Jimmy, supper." Uncle's voice rousting me from my dreams.
We ate in silence my mind going over and over its, until my trip here, deeply hidden thoughts. When we finished I cleaned the table and did the dishes. I turned to find Uncle naked and beckoning me outside. He was sitting in a chair on the veranda, another across from him which he signalled me to sit in.
"You smoke dope Jimmy?" He asked as he produced a rolled joint.
"Sure." I replied hesitantly.
"Good, fire it up." He handed me the joint and a lighter.
I inhaled deeply and held it as I handed it to him. He in turn took a toke and handed it back, we repeated this without words until it was gone. The initial buzz was soft and I thought he had some bad shit, but soon I felt a weight holding me down and the veranda suddenly off balance. I looked at Uncle and he was smiling.
"It hits you slow that stuff, its my own mixture, some pot for sure but a few additives. Don't worry Jimmy that feeling you're having right now will pass then your body will feel alive, your mind sharp and focused."
Sure enough the harsh mind bending rush wore off and my body seemed focused all right. Focused on sex. My cock was raging hard, my nipples erect and almost painful, my asshole twitched and my lips longed to be kissed. i wanted to get over and feel his manliness and taste him.
"What you're feeling Jimmy are your true sexual desires, uninhibited, unleashed and wild. The very things by denying have led to your behaviour. Over the next year you are going to fully realize your sexuality in a safe and secure environment. You will experience many things you will enjoy for your whole life and some you may never want to experience again. But experience them all you will."
His words registered fully, my mind keenly aware of what he was saying. My eyes travelled his well defined body, pecs hard as steel, with small round dark nipples pointing out, the hairs on his chest brown and curly came to a point on his rippled abs. His long thick cock hard and jutting towards me became my focal point. The pink head poking out of the foreskin which was pulled tightly around it, his pee slit bobbing at me with a hint of clear glistening drops forming.
"You want to suck it don't you Jimmy, you've never tasted cock before, you want to feel its girth between your lips, the head hitting the back of your throat as you go down on it." his words driving me insane I edged towards him. "Come then get down and taste it Jimmy, give in to the desire you feel for men, for SEX with men." He emphasized by gripping his cock and pointing it to me.
I slowly, transfixed on the object of my desire, got onto my knees and leaned forward. He opened his legs and i slipped between them and took his cock in my hand. I bent my head forward and looked closely at his 45 year old cock, pulling back the foreskin to reveal the fully engorged purple head of his cock. With a finger i touched the glistening drops that were being produced at the slit. I moved the slippery goop around the head and opened my mouth and lowered it, eyes closed, to the tip of his stiff cock. I smeared it around my lips before lowering my mouth around it. Carefully I let it fill my mouth as I lowered myself onto it, tongue gliding along the underside, tastes of salt and sweetness coating my tongue.
My jaw ached as I took it until the soft head butted against my throat and I slowly back off it. I had gotten the feel of it in my mouth and it was better than I had imagined, it fired my psyche and body. Faster I began to bob my head up and down, ever maintaining contact with my tongue. Letting the head slide against my palate and down my throat further and further each time. Uncle Wyatt filled my throat opening it up as each of my thrust caused it to find its way deeper until, finally and up on my haunches, I buried it deep into my constricting throat and my nose felt his tightly curled pubic hairs. I pulled off and gasped for air and lunged downward again wanting it deep inside me.
"Easy Jimmy, my sweet young nephew, easy boy. You're going to hurt yourself, just let it fill your mouth. Take your time, tongue it, enjoy that hard cock. Feel the textures with your tongue, explore under the foreskin, make love to it slow and easy." Uncle instructed as he stroked my hair and smiled into my eyes.
I slowed down and explored his cock slowly and fully with my lips, tongue and hand. I felt and licked savoured every inch of his large cock. I lavished upon it and was being rewarded with ever more precious salty precum. I licked from his balls up the length to the tip of his cock head and swallowed it deeply into my throat. He had had enough and grabbed my head woth both hands and held it there. His head just short of the back of my mouth and grunted as the first spurt ejaculated into my virgin mouth and coated the back of my throat. Uncle Wyatt pulled my head back slowly with both hands, spurting thick gobs of slippery sweet, salty cum filling my mouth which I let fill me. Finally he pulled completely out finishing his jets of cum onto my smooth boy face.
He picked up a camera I never knew he had and took a picture of my cum dripping face and told me to open my mouth. I showed him my cum filled mouth and he photographed it.
"Swallow." Was his simple command and I did savoring the slippery thick cum as it filled my belly.
My own cock was dripping and there was a large puddle below it, Uncle Wyatt lifted me by the shoulders and stood me in front of him and began masturbating my cock. He jacked it only a few strokes before I shot massive lobs of cum at him hitting him in the chest. Strings of cum dripped from his hairy chest and he leaned forward taking my still pulsating cock in his mouth. i shuddered as I looked down at him wrapped around my stiff dick and came a second time. He smiled and licked his lips as he leaned back in the chair.
"That was fine Jimmy my boy just fine, you were superb and tasted it as well." He winked as he pulled me onto his lap.
I snuggled up and thanked him by kissing him, which he returned, our tastes mixing together. We sat there together for an hour, naked, only the touch of our flesh keeping us warm as the sun set. My mind had settled and changed so much in just over a day and I felt peace in his arms. I also felt excitement at the next year and the mysteries it held, the promise and hope of fulfilment at bringing out these hidden desires.
"All right Jimmy bed time, and in your room." He smiled and added. "You've earned that back."
He walked me to my room ,unlocked it and kissed me passionately while holding me tight to him. He opened the door and turned on the light and gave my ass a playful smack as I entered. He shut he door and left, I crawled into bed and turned out the light and fell asleep amid fancies of sex.
The next month was much of the same, days filled with chores and work, evenings with passionate kissing, cuddling and oral sex. I was hungry for more, I needed more. I wanted to feel Uncle Wyatt's cock stretch my asshole and make me his. I was watching strictly gay porn now, as much as I could get before falling into bed and masturbating despite any orgasms I had with Uncle. My 16th birthday was quickly approaching and I didn't want to be a virgin for it. I had, despite my dalliences with girls, decided I was a virgin having never BEEN fucked by a man.
In late July we were sitting in the shade of the porch on a hot Saturday afternoon, both naked as Uncle liked being nude which explained his all over tan when we had met. We enjoyed a couple of cold beers while we sat and talked.
"Jimmy?"
"Yes Uncle?"
"We're having guests next weekend and I would like you to do something special for them." Uncle began.
"Of course, what is it?" I replied as I snuggled into his chest, inhaling his strong manly scent. The last couple weeks we had showered less frequently and I enjoyed the strong scent Uncle developed from sweat.
"I want to shave all your body hair." I sat up at the request. "Oh not your head, I like the long curls, they make you look so cute." He said reaching up and running his calloused hand over my curls.
"But my pits and pubes? Why?" I asked genuinely curious.
"Well despite that big cock of yours it will make you look much younger and one of our guests like young boys." He continued with a sly grin. "And I think you will like him as well, he has a very special way with boys and likes to take their virginity."
"But uncle," I protested, "I want you to be my first."
"Ha ha ha," laughed Uncle, "I would like that too Jimmy but there is no way my cock is going be your first without hurting you too much. He's smaller and, trust me, will make your first time very enjoyable." He continued kissing my neck and squeezing my cock.
"MMM if you say so Uncle." I moaned as my cock reacted to his masterful touch. SLowly he workeds his trong hand up and down mt shaft, rolling the foreskin over my cock head slowly urging out the drops of clear, slippery pre-cum. When he had gotten enough to roll his finger in it he too that finger and pressed against my puckered asshole. He had gotten onto the floor with my legs over his shoulders and my small boy bottom exposed to his fingers. He pushed his thick middle finger into my anus lubed with my own pre cum. "MMM god Uncle yesssssss." I hissed through clenched teeth.
He found my prostate and massaged it while he stroked me, the feeling totally beyond anything I had ever felt. I reached up and brought Uncle's face to mine and kissed him wildly, the stubble on his face rasping against my soft smooth skin. I held onto him with both arms around his neck, almost totally lifted off the chair as he jacked my hard dripping cock and worked me prosate into a frenzy.
"Ohhhh fuckkkkkkkkk!!!" I screamed into his shoulder as I began to cum, shooting hot gobs of thick cum onto Uncle. "Ohh my fucking god!!" I continued as the orgasm kept exploding inside me.
"Like that Jimmy?" Grinned Uncle Wyatt as he helped me sit back down on the chaisse we shared.
"Oh god yes Uncle." I replied through glazed eyes. He took his finger slowly from my ass and brought it to my lips. I could smell my ass on it but opened my lips and took it in my mouth and sucked it. "mmmmmm" I moaned as my first taste of my own ass covered my tongue.
"Clean me my little boy." Stated Uncle as he stood, gobs of thick white cum covering his chest and belly from my intense ejaculation.
The clean finger slipped from my lips as I leaned forward licking my cum from his tight abs and hairy chest. I rubbed my face in it, lavished his torso with my tongue getting every bit of the deliscious salty cum. Uncle Wyatt grabbed my hair with both hands and shoved his dripping cock past my lips. I opened wide to accept the phallic offering as he face fucked me hard for the first time. I had sucked his cock many times already, but always it was slow and loving. This time he used my mouth, fucking it, holding me by the hair as he pumped his massive organ in and out solely bent on orgasm.
"Finger my ass Jimmy, like I did yours, it feels like a small button inside." He hissed and my hand found the curve of his tight ass cheeks. MY finger slippeed into his mature asshole easily without lube and using my middle finger found the nub. His moans told me I had hit the right button and his increased thrusting urged my fingering. His insides were warm and enveloping, wet and with harder bits which softened as my finger moved them.
Soon he just held my head completely still with just his fat cock head between my lips and erupted. Like a volcano that hasn't spewed in years the thick jets of his cum quickly filled my mouth, even swallowing I could not contain it all. Droplets of cum leaked from the corners of my mouth as he pulsated jism into me, his 15 year old nephew and committed cock slut. He stepped back and my finger slipped out and I looked at it, still feeling his cum dripping from my chin. It had bits of brown on it but was mostly clean and slippery. I brought it to my mouth and sucked it in. I tasted the remnants of his bowels, much like my own, and added to the cum coating my mouth, it was excellent and delisciously dirty. My mind stepped down to a baser level for the first time. It had been love and exploration, this was sex down and dirty and as it could be I thought. Another knot in my brain undid itself as I releshed the feeling of being a dirty boy.
"Open your eyes and your mouth my dirty nephew." Uncle breathed huskily, one hand holding my hair and pulling back, the other holding his cock.
I did as asked and opened my mouth and eyes wide. Part of me knew what his intention was, I had seen the picture in the bathroom, but was still shocked as the hot yellow stream began into my mouth. I began to close my mouth but he jerked my hair hard and I left it wide as the piss filled my mouth, then cascaded over my lip and across my chest and ran down my belly. He stared down at me with a look I had not seen in him before, a look of pure lust unleashed.
"Now swallow." He said as he finished and I swallowed the hot sweet golden liquid that still filled my mouth. "Now clean my cock head." I took his flaccid cock into my mouth and carefully pulled back his foreskin to lick the entire head clean. I squeezed out any last drops of piss and, finished cleaning him, hugged him tightly around his ass pulling his crotch to my face, pubic hairs nestled against my cheek.
"Thank you Uncle, that was...AMAZING!"
"Come, let's get you shaved." He replied simply as he hugged my head.
Inside he drew a hot bath in the oversized corner tub and took out a fresh razor. First he took up some shears and had me sit on the edge of the tub. Taking the electric shears he attached a blade and turned it on. The buzz was unnerving but he lifted an arm and in a couple passes had my underarm to a miniscule stubble. He did the other arm and had me stand, legs apart, to do my pubes. Carefully working around the base of my cock and balls he sheared off the dark curly hairs. He then ran the shears over me legs a few times and we got in the tub.
We sat opposite each other and soaked as we had a beer, quietly reflecting on the afternoons transgression. After a while he picked up his razor and cream and had me kneel in the tub with my arms up. He applied the cream to my underarms and carefully scraped the stubble from them. He rinsed them and ran his fingers over to make sure they were smooth as my ass cheeks. Then I stood and he lathered my pubic area and balls, again carefully shaving them and making them smooth and pink. He finished by shaving my legs and I was as smooth as a preschooler.
We dried off and he took me to a mirror and showed me the results. Since my head only came to his shoulder I did indeed look like a little boy of maybe 11 or 12 standing next to this tall, hairy and muscular man. I also felt different, much different than before. I felt young, like I was new to the world and ready to experience its newness. My attitude changed forever at that point, I had reverted to before I had feelings I felt I needed to hide and deny. I could embrace now the trueness of myself without peer pressures knocking fags that I had to bury.
"Thank you Uncle!" I said through tear filled eyes as I hugged him tightly looking at the boy-man reflection in the mirror.
"You're welcome Jimmy." His simple, heartfelt reply as he kissed my head. It was late evening now and he led me to his room. I had never been in it before and it was very large, with a king size bed and even more graphic male pictures adorning the walls. He pulled back the covers and had me crawl in, he next to me, and we cuddled until we fell asleep.
The next morning we showered and he had me shave myself, which was an interesting experience. Each stroke of the razor left a smooth line, it both aroused me and made me feel like I was stripping away layers of scum that had troubled my soul. After we had breakfast and I was assigned house duties only, cooking, cleaning and such. Sex was dropped as I was told to watch cartoons and children's shows. As the week passed I felt younger, acted younger and even though I shaved daily there was not even peachfuzz beginning by the next morning.
Uncle had given me a new wardrobe too, tight white briefs and tank undershirts, my socks had cartoon characters and shirts with them as well. I warmed myself at night cuddled next to Uncle in Simpson's pyjamas, thoughts of being anything other than a little boy escaped me. I was a little boy in love with his Uncle and sexual thoughts became normal as pictures of it surrounded me. There was nothing wrong with this little boy, no secrets to hide or acts too wrong to bury.
Friday afternoon we were on the veranda, me with a coke, uncle with a beer as a car approached the house. The car stopped and we headed out to greet it, Uncle holding my hand as we walked towards it. Two men got out, both older even than Uncle, and they hugged Uncle then me.
"Jimmy, this is Paul and Steve and they're going to stay with us for the week." Introduced Uncle.
Paul took my hand and pulled me close for another hug. His soft belly warm and sweaty from the drive. I hugged him back tightly enjoying the attention from him. Steve and Unc walked back to the house with their arms around each other and Paul and I did the same.
It was a hot day and I had on tight shorts and a tight white tank that revealed my smooth tanned skin. We all sat on the Veranda having a nice chat until supper. After supper I cleaned up while the men talked in the cool evening breeze outside. Being late I slipped on my jammies and joined them. Steve and Uncle had the chaisse and Paul on the love seat where I joined him. It was obvious he had a special interest in me and I returned the attention.
"Such a cute sweet boy Wyatt." Said Paul as he stroked my longish curly hair.
"Thank Paul, yes he is very special indeed." Smiled Uncle Wyatt in response.
I saw Steve give Unc a squeeze and they got up and went to bed leaving Paul and I alone.
"Would you like to see my room?" I asked Paul, who nodded agremment and let me take his hand and lead him to my room. Uncle had replaced the single bed with a queen size and placed nude pictures of me up taken around the ranch. These were mixed with childish posters of cartoon characters and it looked like a well adjusted boy's room I thought.
Paul sat on the edge of the bed and pulled me, standing, to him after he dropped his bag to the floor. I stood there as his hands ran over my hair, back and sides.
"Such a darling boy Jimmy." Paul said rather softly as his hands had settled on my rear end. "I'm very pleased to meet you." With that he pulled me close and his lips locked over mine, his tongue opening my mouth. Very gently he kissed me, exploring my mouth as his hands massaged my buttocks over my jammy bottoms. Soon I felt his hands touch my skin, so softly and gently and work my bottoms down. They fell to the floor and he grabbed my top and removed it and held me at arms length looking over my smooth boy body, except for the rather large erection I had I easily passed for 12 at least.
He stood and removed his own clothes and pulled back the covers and we got in. He just held me close kissing me, letting his hands feel my body. He was much softer than uncle, a bit of paunch belly, grey chest hairs, dark pubic hair with a full head of grey. Very gently he worked my ass, massaging the butt cheeks and kneeding the muscles around my virgin sphincter. EVerything he did aroused me in new ways, I felt and desire to open up to him, to let him take me. His penis was also much smaller, maybe 5 inches long and thin. He was very hard and I felt the jizz covered cock slide against my thighs. Glancing at the cock I noticed we had been just cuddling, kissing and fondling for 2 hours already.
Paul reached down into his bag and brought out a brown bottle and a bottle of lube. He had me face down now, my backside exposed as he knelt over me. Paul put his face between my ass cheeks and his tongue touched my virgin hole, i gaspoed as the roughness of his tongue circled my anus. Slowly it worked its way inside and the feeling amazing and arousing, my thoughts quickly turned from gentle loving to pure sex. His tongue deep inside me licked my bowels it seemed, my cock hard as rock as he tongue fucked me.
He sat up and took the lube and inserted a finger massaging the lube inside and around my hole. I was actually lifting my ass and incoherently moaning at this touch.
"Inhale this deeply Jimmy," he said as he opened the brown bottle, "hold your breath for a bit then exhale slowwwww."
He held the bottle to my nose and I inhaled the foul smelling vapors. I felt him position himself behind me, rubbing his cut cock head against my lubed ass. AS i exhaled a warmth enveloped my head and shoulders, my hearing softened as the rush exploded throught my body, my cock jumping as I ground it into the bed.
I felt pressure against my tight hole and the bottle before my nose again. The intial buzz passed and replaced anew as I felt my hole opening and being entered for the first time.
"Ohhh fuck god yessssssss." I hissed as his cock slid into me, my asshole with sharp pains that subsided as he let his cock go still.
"MM Jimmy that is one nice tight ass, you ok?" He inquired.
"Oh god yess Paul." I answered hands gripping the pillow as he pushed fully inside me and rested. The bottle appeared again and I inhaled deeply as he began to fuck me. His cock sliding in and out easily now, my body on fire, my attention totally on the pleasure my asshole was receiving. He was kissing my neck and his tempo quickened and I could feel wetness below my belly from my own cock. "Fuck me Paul oh god fuck me, yes, yes!" I was panting as he thrusted hard into me. A few minutes wen tby and I screamed, "I"M CUMMINGGGGG!!!"
I felt my cock spasm and the wetness under me grow warm and large. Paul grunted and hilted me as his own orgasm ripped through us his cock pulsing. Spent he rolled off and lay on his back, pulling me to him and kissing me. I broke the kiss and took my mouth tot his limp cock and sucked it. I licked the cum and bowel juices from it before returning and snuggling up to him. We fell asleep our arms holding each other.
I woke alone in my bed but could hear the men talking in the kitchen. I felt great, no longer a virgin, my ass was alive with feeling this morning and I felt whole for the first time in my life. I got up and slipped into my jammies and went into the kitchen. The 3 men were sitting having coffee and Steve had just finished a stack of pancakes. My Uncle gave me a hug and a kiss as did Paul and I sat down as Steve dished the pancakes.
"We're all going up into the foothill's today Jimmy, soon as we've cleaned up. I have a small lake on my property and Steve is a photographer so we thought we would all head up, have some drinks, smoke a little pot," he winked at me, "and just get naked to take some photo's."
I nodded and smiled at the idea of being naked with these men, and of Uncle's special pot mix. I quickly ate and began clearing the table. Steve helped, often rubbing my ass with his tented underwear from behind me. Uncle and Paul packed a couple coolers and loaded them up along with some heavy blankets. It was mid morning now and the sun high and warm already as we all finished our tasks.
"Ok men," chimed up Steve, "let's get naked and get going!"
"Great idea." Said Uncle as he threw his clothes onto the veranda, the rest of us following suit.
Steve sat with me in the back for the bumpy ride up the dirt road, our flaccid cocks bouncing over the bumps. We came to the small lake and piled out of the truck. We laid out the blankets and coolers as Steve set up his camera gear. The lake was only a few hundred feet across set admidst old pine trees with a sandy beach at our end. A small boat was pulled up on the shore and with the bright sun it was a postcard setting, the water a deep blue reflecting the green of the surrounding trees.
Paul and Uncle Wyatt sat on the blanket, beers in hand, and I watched Steve begin to get an eye for the pictures he wanted.
"Ok boys heres what I would like," began Steve, "I really want to do a photo essay with you 2 men and young Jimmy here. Just some candid shots at first, the 3 of you sitting around enjoying the sun and beers. Then some shots of you all passing a joint around ok?" We all nodded as I sat on the blanket between my Uncle and Paul. "Then we'll just take it from there." Added Steve grinning.
The 3 of us sat close together and chatted some, drank a couple beers, some touching as our cocks grew hard in the warmth of sun and beer. Steve snapped away happily, sometimes close up and others more a group shot. I contrasted the men, my smooth young body between my dark haired Uncle and Paul's grey. The sun glinting off their chest hairs, their cocks protruding from their thick dark pubes. My own cock, an abnormality in its size from the rest of my body, stood out from it's hairless base, hood partially pulled back by the fat head.
Steve took shot after shot on his digital SLR as we progressed to laying, with me sandwiched between the 2 men, their hairy chest rubbing against my soft bare body. I could already feel their cocks begin to get slippery with drips of precum. Paul's cut cock head pronounced as he lay kissing me rubbing against me. Uncle had left a minute then rejoined us, his hooded monster rubbing lewdly against my hairless ass cheeks.
"Smoke?" Uncle Wyatt asked and we all sat up as Uncle took a couple spliffs already rolled and lit one.
We took turns taking tokes and laughing if one of us coughed. The unique mixture soon began to have its effects. MY head got lighter, and my cock harder, the smae feeling of warmth from the poppers last night washed over me as the high got stronger. Paul had laid down and was stroking my enormous hard on while rubbing my back, Uncle had tossed the end of it and was kissing me hard, his tongue urgent in my mouth. My senses alive as I took a cock in each hand and stroked it, precum coating my palms as the 3 ofus engaged in our small orgy. The thing I noticed most was my ass was so empty, my hole puckered and opened eager to be invaded.
Paul's fingers explored my rectum and I felt him take a lubed finger and work it inside me. I groaned into Uncle's mouth and held his shoulders with both hands. Steve was up close shooting the fingers in my ass as Uncle held my ass cheeks open. THe pot mix and my own lust fuelled my desire to be taken and taken hard, not gentle like last night. Sensing this, or just listeniong to my moans Paul maneuvered between my legs and I rose my ass to meet him. He held is small cock against my eager hole and began to push in. My sphincter opened to accept him and he slipped in and was hilted almost immediately.
"Oh fuck yeah," urged Steve filming the man use of boy ass, "fuck that sweet boy." He zoomed onto my face, his SLR replaced with a video camera, and recorded my sincere, lust filled face.
"Mmmm yess fuck me, hard Paul, hard, please." I begged the 50 plus year old man. He complied, also fuelled by boy lust and smoke. His ramming becam urgent and hard very quickly. Soon he just reared up and shoved in until his balls rested against mine, he shuddered as he shot loads of hot jizz into my hungry bowels.
HE rolled off and lay on his back, the good boy I am I quickly took his cock into my mouth. Slowly I tasted the cum and vile bowel juice covered cock. I licked the small bits of brown from around the base of his head and Steve filmed it all, lingering as my tongue dutifully cleaned the old man.
Uncle got behind me and spit onto his cock and fingered my ass to get the cum out and lube it. It wasn't hard as Paul hat shot a generous load into me and it seeped anyways. He rested his fat sheathed head against my freshly used asshole and grabbed me by the hips. I still had Paul's deliscious cock in my mouth as Uncle Wyatt started to enter me. Electirc sparks of pain shot through my tight opening as he slowly pushed his way in, pausing periodically to pull back and work the cum-lube over his thick shaft. The pauses also helped the pain to ease and my tender sphincter muscles to relax a bit.
He repeated the process for a few minutes, Steve getting it all on DVD, until he had fully entered me. My face rested against Paul's thigh, his cock twitching and showing signs of new life against my lips. Uncle retracted and re-entered slow until his cock was slippery with the remnants of Paul's cum. His pace began to quicken but still long strokes, his head catching at the backside of my hole before plunging back in.
"Oh god Unlce, yes, fuck your boy, ohh it feels soo good mm fuck me." I implored, unable to suck Paul as the monster in my ass rocked me back and forth with its powerful strokes.
Steve had placed the camera on a tripod and got behind Uncle. I couldn't see what was happening really but from the conversation going on I knew. In all my lust I had not noticed Steve's erection and it was enormous, bigger than me and bigger than Uncle's and bounced proudly erect as he walked from the camera. Uncle leaned across me, his arms on either side of my shoulders and he hilted his cock in me. I could feel the curly hairs on his balls against my smooth sac as he seemed to be pushed into me.
"Oh yeeah Steve." I heard Uncle grunt. "Yes that's it, slide it in, fuck man you feel incredible."
Hands grabebd my hips and Uncle began to move his hips back and forth, fucking my ass while working his own over Steve's. With the slower pace I was able to get Paul's cock back in my mouth and service it properly. I easily slid down the shaft taking him to the my throat and letting his pubes tickle my nose. The four of us must have been quite the sight copulating like wild things in a mass of man and boy flesh.
It seemd a moment frozen in time as we all copulated, it lasted forever in my mind. Nothing had ever satisfied me the way this was. It all seemed so natural for men and boys to fuck, suck and kiss, so right and true. Suddenly Uncle erupted, I could feel his cock pulse and shoot inside me, forceful ejaculate hitting deep inside me.
"Grab the camera Wyatt," said Steve as he pulled off. Uncle did as asked and caught Steve as his tongue was buried in my gaping asshole, tonguing twhat he could of Paul and Wyatt's cum. His stubbly chin raked against my balls and drove me insane as I ground my ass into him.
He stood, cum thick in his stubble as did Paul. They helped me into a kneeling position and began to jerk off in front of me. Steve's cock seemed even bigger up close and I wondered how Uncle could even accept it without screaming in pain. The skin was pulled tightly around his shaft and the blue veins popped along its length. It was shiny with thin brown slime, large bits of Uncle's shit clinging to the underside of the soft fat head. He let me lick its length and rubbed the shit on my cheek, Uncle filming the scene. Then he and Paul stood back just away from my face and began stroking their cock
"god yes," I implored as I opened my mouth and looked up at these older men jacking their cocks, "cum on me."
Their tempo increased as the Mutt and Jeff cock tandem popped in and out of their hands. Paul shot first despite his earlier orgasm and hit my nose and mouth with a few short bursts. Just as I was licking the cum from my lips Steve shot, the first a massive heavy thick stream of hot white cum. It hit me like a hose being fired into my face, then another and another. Gobs of horse thick cum covered my face, streams shot across my hair. I sat there a bit stunned, the goo oozing down my face as Unlce stepped up, camera pointing down at me and jerked his cock. IT didn't take long before he shot his heavy load to add to the mass of cum already coevering my face.
Steve had grabbed the SLR and was snapping like crazy my white face. I looked at him through goo covered eyes that dripped cum from the lashes, my eyes burning slightly from the cum wash. Paul had gotten on his knees and was grabbing at his asshole making it gape in front of me.
"Fuck me Jimmy, fuck me you young stud, show me how much you like men!" Begged Paul.
I got behind him and poised my cock at the gaping brown hole, Uncle and Steve both urging me to fuck the old man. I set the head into the hole and esily shoeved inside. I had fucked cunt but never ass and it was better, an ass gribs you at the base and lets the wet and warmth of the inside hold you like a glove. The cum dripped off my face and onto his back in large sticky drops as I began to fuck Paul. My pent up orgasm began to boil quickly and my balls tightened as I thrust hard and fast like a rutting animal. I shot pulse after pulse deep inside Paul until, exhausted and sweating, I simply rolled off and lay panting.
Cameras now off and set aside Uncle Wyatt and Steve joined us on the blanket, the four of us side by side silently reflecting onthe goings on. I think we all fell asleep, at least I know I did, when I awoke the sun was low in the sky. The men got the food out of the coolers and we were all ravenous. Beers knocked back, sandwiches eaten, I had to pee, actually we all did.
"Wyatt," began Steve, "has the boy ever felt piss on him yet?"
"Just once, and its been ages since I have as well." Grinned Uncle at the question. "Come on over here off the blankets."
We moved to the grassy edge and with Uncle's arm securely around me we knelt before Paul and Steve. My face was stiff with the cum bath it had earlier and my thoughts went back to the picture in the bathroom as I opened my mouth. The men stepped forward and unleashed streams of dark yellow piss that filled my mouth quickly, the bigger turn on was my Uncle next to me doing the same. They filled our mouths and bathed our heads and bodies in the hot streams. Finished they knelt and we assumed the standing position. I was shy at first and had to force the pee out, but once it came it splashed across Paul and Steve as Uncle and I crossed streams.
"Thank you Uncle." I said as I hugged him, my face on his forested chest. "Thank you. And thank you Paul and Steve," I continued as I turned to them, "today has meant a lot to me and I ahve loved every minute of it."
They got up and we all hugged in a group. All of us spent we packed up and headed home, arriving as the evening sun dipped below the rockies. Inside we all went to bed, me with Uncle in his room, Steve and Paul in mine. I fell asleep easily nestled against the warm chest and slept very soundly. l I awoke with Uncle behind me rubbing my asshole with a warm lubricant. I turned and smiled nuzzling into the pillow as his fingers worked at my hole, he used his other hand and I could feel him pulling apart my hole and i could easily feel the air inside my bowels. He had gaped my hole and I moaned as he spread it open more and more. His body covered mine and I felt the head of his cock enter the open hole as he rested on his elbows pinning me to the bed.
"How do you feel?" He whispered as his cock slid into me.
"So fucking good Uncle, I love you." I cooed into the pillow.
"I love you too Jimmy," he replied then continued, "you like being a cock whore don't you?"
"Oh yes." The words jarred me from tender love to wanton sex slave.
"You love cum don't you?"
"Oh yesssssss Uncle." I worked my bum around his cock.
"A filthy cum and piss covered boy slut!" He continued as he ground into my hot ass, mushing the shit into goo with his massive cock.
"Oh fuck Uncle, yes fuck yes." I moaned. "filthy boy slut."
"You're only going to become more a man and cock slut Jimmy, aren't you?"
"Yes, yes," I panted, "god yes make me a slut Uncle, make me a filthy man loving whore!"
He pulled his cock from my ass and flipped me over, shoving the brown slime covered cock into my mouth. It stank terribly from my unloaded bowels but the desire welling in me to be the dirtiest little boy negated the smell. He erupted into my mouth filling it with his thick cream, I savoured the mix of shit and cum so much stronger this way. I laid there licking inside my mouth and over my lips savouring the load freshly deposited as Uncle got up and left the room.
In the kitchen they all sat drinking coffee as I entered, freshly showered, shaved and in my tight white briefs and tank. I sat and had coffee with them as they talked, enjoying being the boy for these men.
"I must take some pictures of young Jimmy, not nudes, but sexy boy shots in his underwear and tight outfits." Leered Steve, Paul nodding enthusiastically.
We all went outside and, armed with a wardrobe of tight fitting clothes, prepared for the shoot. We settled on an area near an empty horse pen behind the barn. Old wooden rails weathered and faded, vast rolling prairies of Montana a visually stunning backdrop. I dressed in tight jeans and denim shirt, boots, cowboy hat and fake six guns strapped on like a boy playing cowboys. He took several shots from all angles, often focusing on the curve of my ass in the tight jeans. slowly I romved one item at a time as he took several pictures. Paul was standing off to the side, naked and hard, stroking his cock as the morning shoot progressed.
Finally I was down to my underwear and had put on my boots and hat, a picture of a young boy at ease in childhood and sexuality. Now Steve had me in more lewd poses, hand under my undershirt feeling my nipples, other hand inside my briefs obviously fondling myself. He had me pull up my undershirt to show my smooth boy chest, small brown nipples hardened with play. Shots of me pulling down my underwear but not revealing my cock, just the hairless area over it. Shots pulling the back down to show off my round bum. It was all very exciting to me to be the model, this man setting up and taking what I knew would be arousing shots for those who liked young boys. Teasing shots that showed off my body while at the same time not. I was totally into being a little boy, who was innocent of what was really going on, pouting, laughing, grinning and just having fun while the camera snapped away.
Paul had slipped away and gotten dressed in cowboy gear, he looked much like an old ranch hand. The pictures now took on a seduction scene, Paul rubbing my back and ass, hugging and kissing me softly. He was the ranch hand seducing the young cowboy wanna be. He exposed my chest with his hands, never removing my undershirt or briefs, ran his hands inside my briefs fondling me as I leaned against the fence. He lowered my underwear and exposed my ass, both his hands kneeding the curves, my face in obvious enjoyment at his older, manly touch. He dropped his pants and Steve took close ups of his cock rubbing between my ass cheeks.
Uncled now come into the picture feigning shock at the scene for the benfeit of the audience. He walked over and pulled out his large hard cock and bent me over to suck it. Paul spread his legs so he was low enough to work his cock into my ass. Steve took the pictures with a photographers distance as the 2 men assaulted the little boy. Paul fucking my ass and Uncle being serviced it didn't take long for the pay off shots.
Steve set us up so he could get close ups of Uncle shooting onto my face first. He jerked his cock and exploded across my face before I closed my mouth on him and swallowed what I could of the rest. Steve was very happy with the results and then positioned Paul. Paul worked his cock in and out of my ass until I could feel him close on his orgasm, he pulle dout and with my ass still a gaping hole shot his cum across it, my cheeks and back.
Steve had put down the camera and walked behind me, he pushed me to the ground on all fours and mounted me. His massive organ slipped in without much pain thanks to the working my ass had the last few days. When he was finally in it seemd he had straightened several feet of intenstine and lodged deep in my belly. He flipped onto his back and held me tight as we made the transition. He spun me on his cock to face him and took hold of my own substantial organ.
"Ride it Jimmy, slow and easy, up and down until you feel the edge of the head at your hole then back down." He guided my first on top fucking.
I eased up and down the long, thick organ and focused easily on the feel of it in me. It filled me totally, and shot the occasional jolt of pain that passed as he stroked my hard cock. He was moaning and stroking as I manuevered on his tool, his breathing got heavy and I felt him begin to tense.
"Sit on it don't move!" He urgently cried out and I knew he was about to shoot into the deepest part of me.
I was prepared but the strength of his ejaculate still surprised me, each time I felt his cock pulse against my tight sphincter a rush of jiss exploded inside my bowels. By the third pulse I erupted as well and had my first real fuck orgasm and shot long streams of cum across his belly and chest and hit his chin.
We stayed like that for several minutes until his cock softened and we seperated. We all went inside and had an easy afternoon of sitting around and playing pool. We just enjoyed the comradery of men and sex was a background. We simply enjoyed each others company.
After supper they packed to go home as I just watched TV. It was a simple night and at bed we just said good night and kissed. Uncle and I crawled into bed just hugged, kissed and went to sleep.
After they left the next morning Uncle and I sat on the veranda and talked.
"Well Jimmy, what do you think?"
"I think I am a fucking cock addicted little boy, Uncle, and thank you." I hugged him and kissed him safe in his strong arms.