Shared Between Relatives _______________________
Disclaimer: This story is pure fiction created by the author. It is not based on actual persons or situations and any similarities to actual persons or situations are purely coincidental. This story depicts unprotected gay sex among consenting adult characters and ignores any real world consequences of such sexual practices for the purpose of sexual fantasy. This story is intended only for readers 18 years old and over. _______________________
My boyfriend was a total slut, and I didn't mind one bit. I loved getting strangers' sloppy seconds. Deacon had just come home after getting bred in the local bus station restroom by three anonymous guys. I nestled my nose in his ass; savoring his deep moans while I tasted the cum dribbling from his pouted winking caramel chute. I spread his fat buttcheeks and shoved my tongue deeper. While I enjoyed the mix of loads he'd brought back, I was surprised he hadn't taken more.
Deacon had a great body, beefy but well-muscled. He spent nearly as much time in the gym as he did taking anonymous loads, and with his big muscle booty, he got hit on near constantly, and I loved the envy in other men's eyes when we were out together. I had my fair share of admirers as well. I was a bit taller than Deacon, just as muscled but more lean and defined.
I kept his legs pinned down to his chest. I pressed my fat chocolate dick to his wet chute, and we both moaned as I slithered inside; stretching that cream-filled caramel pussy wide open.
"Ooooh shit, Ethan! All the way in me, baby," he moaned.
"Mmmm Hmmm!" I grinned down at him.
He twirled my dreadlocks around his fingers and pulled me into a kiss. I moaned, sucking on his plump pink lips while sawing in and out of his cum-clogged guts. I grinded my dick to the root inside him before withdrawing then sliding back in again. I shuddered, loving the way his hot ass flexed on my dick. The creamy mixed load of three strange men dribbled out around my embedded shaft each time I pulled back; running down my balls.
"Damn, Dee! Those guys really flooded you," I noted between kisses.
"Uh huh! Now you're gonna flood me again," he moaned.
I gripped a fistful of his curly hair, shoving my tongue down his throat while pumping in and out of him faster. I could hardly contain myself, that warm nut clinging to my dick and making our hot fuck that much hotter. I smashed my pelvis into him harder. I hooked his legs over my shoulders, folding him in half as I fucked him more urgently. The strangers' cum squelched around my pistoning dick; oozing out and turning into a frothy goop on my pistoning shaft.
"Ohhh damn, baby! Ooooooh shit!" I moaned, closing my eyes and craning my head back as I reached orgasm. "OH SHIT! UUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHH!"
"Yeah, baby! YEAH! Breed me deep!" Deacon moaned, holding me tight as I shuddered and my dick jerked inside him; adding to the loads already lodged in his bowels.
"Fuck yeah!" I whispered, enjoying the flexing of his anal walls on my dick.
I churned my dick inside him, making him whimper. Slowly, I slithered out; in awe as more cum dribbled from his pouted, well-fucked chute. I lay flat between his legs and feasted on the leaking cum; moaning and slurping on his puffy anal lips. Somehow, he always got fucked by guys with great-tasting nut, myself included. He cooed and shuddered when I shoved my tongue in; getting in there and lapping out the nut lodged deep in his hole.
Once I'd had my fill of mixed cum-loads, I licked up his balls to his fat dick. Taking the head between my lips, Deacon writhed. I bobbed up and down his fat brown shaft; moaning and sending vibrations down to his balls and asshole. I slurped up his tasty precum and sucked all the faster. I wanted to taste his nut. I wanted Deacon to bust in my mouth. He gripped my head and forced me to swallow him to the root. I nestled my nose into his pubes and flexed my throat.
"Ah fuck, Ethan! I'm about to nut!" he groaned.
I retreated to the fat dickhead just in time to taste his creamy eruption. I guzzled down his load gratefully. I swirled my tongue on the piss-slit. I dragged my lips up around his shaft; from the base to the tip; draining every drop of my boyfriend's tasty nut. I kept on sucking even after he'd finished. He playfully shoved me off.
"You trying to drain more nut from my balls?" he asked.
"Maybe," I grinned.
"Fool," he joked.
I held him in my arms, and we lay in bed for a while; basking in the afterglow of great sex. I hugged him closer, enjoying how his body felt on mine. He nestled his head in my hairy chest, and we started to drift off to sleep. That was when urgent knocking on the front door, and ringing of the doorbell interrupted our descent into dreamland.
"What the fuck?!" I growled, pulling on a pair of boxers and charging downstairs.
I flung open then door and was temporarily stunned, staring at the handsome young man on my front porch. He was nearly as tall as I was. His body was sculpted; his ebony skin smooth, and his clothes hugging his ripped physique just right. I recognized my own bloodline immediately, his facial configuration much like my own and the other men in our family.
"Tariq?" I questioned.
"Hey, Uncle Ethan. Sup?" he grinned. I was speechless for a moment, then noticed the suitcase behind him.
"What's going on?"
"Well," he sighed, "mom...found out I was gay, and she kicked me out. She said if I was gonna live that lifestyle then I might as well stay with my faggot uncle."
"Seriously? That fucking bitch," I snarled.
"Honestly, she spread the news to everybody, so...you're the only one I think will take me in. I won't be a bother to you, Uncle. I only need a month or two so I can figure out a place to stay, plus I have a job so I can contribute something to the bills."
"OK, OK! Slow down, Tariq! Come inside and we can work this out," I said, feeling the headache coming on.
"Ethan?" Deacon called from the top of the stairs. "Oh! I didn't know you were inviting a third," he smirked.
"No. Deacon, this is my nephew, Tariq. Tariq, this is my boyfriend, Deacon."
"Oh, my bad, kid," Deacon said, trotting down the stairs and shaking Tariq's hand. "I didn't even know you had a nephew."
"Yeah, remember how I told you my family disowned me because I was gay? Well, Tariq's in the same boat now."
"Oh shit! Y'all got a fucked up family, for real," Deacon noted.
"I know right," Tariq said, shaking his head.
"Well, lemme prep the guest room while you chat with your nephew," Deacon suggested and trotted back up the stairs.
"Sorry my sister treated you like that," I started.
"Nah, it's ok, Unc," he interrupted. "I knew I was gonna have to leave sooner or later. I couldn't live my life in that environment."
"True, don't I know it. But wait, you're still in college," I realized.
"Yeah, community college. I bus it from work to classes then back home. It's tiring sometimes but once I get that certificate it'll be worth it."
"Ok, that's good. What about this job you have?"
"It doesn't pay that great but I been saving up. Plus, it's kind of in my field of study so I'm gaining experience too."
"Oh, great! Well...uh..want something to eat?" I asked, not really knowing what else to say. The last time I'd seen or spoken to Tariq, he'd been thirteen years old. I had suffered eight years of zero contact with my relatives; except for my mother, who called every now and then. She must have given Tariq my address as well. Typical loving grandmother.
"Uh sure, and some water, please," he said, sitting at the kitchen island.
After settling in for the evening, we all watched some TV then went to bed. It was around two in the morning when I rose from bed to take a piss but Deacon wasn't there next to me. I figured he'd gone to the bathroom before me so I got up to check. However, he wasn't there. I took a leak then went downstairs but he wasn't in the kitchen, or in the den. In my sleepy state I was confused but as I returned upstairs, I heard Deacon's moans coming from the guest bedroom.
"No fucking way," I muttered to myself, creeping closer.
The door was ajar and I peeked in. I stopped myself from gasping. In the dim white-ish light from the vanity, I saw Tariq's ebony buttcheeks humping up and down; clapping his pelvis into my boyfriend's caramel buns. Deacon moaned and Tariq grunted. I almost felt rage but considering how many times I'd brought guys over just to watch my slutty boyfriend get gang-banged, how could I be mad at this?
I hauled my fat hardening dick out and stroked, watching Tariq beat Deacon's hole wide open. Nephew had a good stroke too, driving his thick dark-chocolate dick to the balls in Deacon; grinding his dick round in circles each time he bottomed out. Deacon was moaning like a bitch, muffling himself with the pillow; which meant he was loving what Tariq was doing to him. He groaned, pushing his ass back on Tariq's ardent thrusts. My nephew pulled my boyfriend onto his all fours and beat that ass from the back; clapping those cheeks like there was no tomorrow. I couldn't help but be turned on by how sexy Tariq looked, smooth as fuck like damn porn star!
"Oh yeah, you fucking bitch! Can't believe my uncle's got such a slut for a boyfriend," he growled, pulling Deacon back on him as he slammed forward.
"Oh shit! Uh huh! I'm a fucking slut!" Deacon panted between strokes. "You gonna gimme that fucking nut, nigga?"
"Hell yeah, bitch! Real soon!"
I stroked faster as Tariq craned his head back and power-fucked my boyfriend, harder and faster; skin-on-skin clapping filling the air until he roared and shuddered. Tariq bucked, jabbing his dick in Deacon a few more times before collapsing on top of him. I swore he saw me through the crack in the door, as he winked meaningfully. Once he'd recovered, he slithered his big chocolate dick from Deacon's greedy caramel ass.
"Get back to my uncle, before he misses you," Tariq ordered, smacking Deacon's big round booty and sending him on his way.
I didn't even move, and Deacon gasped seeing me standing in the doorway. I looked at Tariq; who grinned at me. I forced Deacon to his knees before he could say anything and shoved my hard dick between his lips. I groaned as he sucked my shaft from head to base; swallowing me in one gulp. I gripped his curly hair in both hands and fucked his throat. I plunged my dick to the root each time; warm spit dribbling down my balls. Once, I was satisfied, I stood Deacon up and pressed his face to the wall and shoved up inside his cum-slick hole.
"Ah fuck, baby! Yeeeeahhhh!" he growled.
I slithered my dick in and out of him; savoring my nephew's fresh warm nut greasing my path. I held Deacon by the waist, plunging in and out of his sloppy chute like nobody's business; his round bubble but jiggling every time I hammered my dick home up his guts.
"Fuck yeah, you dirty slut! Want my nephew to stay with us for the summer? Get both these big dark dicks breeding your ass all day, slut?" I growled.
"Fuck yeah, baby! I want both of you nutting inside me!" Deacon whimpered.
I looked at Tariq and grinned. He grinned back, kneading his semi-hard dick; watching his uncle go ham in some sloppy hot ass. I gripped Deacon's waist tighter as I reached orgasm. I slammed my dick home, erupting hot nut up my boyfriend's greedy ass. I pushed in to the root, letting my dick drain inside him before slithering out. Deacon spun and dropped to his knees. He slurped on my throbbing dick, swallowing me to the root and cleaning off the mix of cum and ass-juice.
"Damn, Unc! Your boyfriend's a real one, huh? I've never met a total slut like him before."
"Believe it, nephew, and I love him just the way he is."
"Bet. I like him too," Tariq admitted.
"So, you wanna stay with us for a while? We're closer to the city, plus you get to fuck this easy-access, ever-ready ass anytime you want," I offered, groping Deacon's buns.
"Hell yeah, I wanna stay!" Tariq chimed, walking over and hugging me. He then pulled Deacon in for a sloppy wet kiss. "You two are the best."
Just like that, my life was filled with joy as me and Tariq wore Deacon's ass out. Not only were we fucking him every chance we got but we regularly invited over our buddies for giant weekend gang-bangs; all of us taking turns fucking the hell out of my slutty, and very happy, boyfriend. _______________________
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