Perverts 'R' Us
Big boy games Part I
By Christopher ( m/b, pedo, anal play, oral, mast )
Warning: This story contains sexually explicit material involving young children. If you are in any way offended by this material do not read any further. If this material does not offend you then enjoy
I would not exactly call it revenge.
Lying in front of me, half-clothed, was my 9 year old cousin Casey. He was such a sight. I mean he had nice dark brown hair, brown deep eyes and a build of a young swimmer. He was going to be such a heart breaker when he becomes a teenager. Right now in his little mind, his biggest problem would be what cartoons to watch in the morning, or if he will make new friends at his new house, but for me the only thing going through my head was how I was going to pop his cherry.
Let me explain.
Casey is my cousin, my uncle's only son and one hell of a nice kid. He is the type that would make any guy's mouth water when you saw him in the swimming pool doing laps, wearing nothing but the over-sized Speedos that would be just a tease for the mind when he got out of the pool and you could see the outline of his balls and his little cock. He has always looked up to me as a big brother. I would babysit him during the summer and I would always make sure we did things he was not allowed to do at home. For instance, his mom and dad were really religious and would not allow him to watch TV. So that was a major treat, plus of course being allowed to play all my video games. He and I warmed up to each other quickly, so it was not unusual for me to start babysitting him during the summer since I was 21. That was when I started to have fun with him too. I am now 25.
What I had in mind for Casey is nothing like what his dad had in mind for me when I was Casey's age. The fact was I started my sex life when I was 5. It was with Casey's dad, Scott. He was 14. As I said, some people will read this and think that since I was going to bone his son who was about the same age I was when I was boned by his dad this would be a nice "got ya". Nah. If I really wanted to go all out, I would tape it, make this experience the most painful for Casey and then send all the footage back to Scott.
No, this was for my own pleasure. I also made sure that Casey would not be in any pain. About an hour ago I slipped him a Flintstone looking vitamin which I told him would make him stronger. Of course that was not a vitamin, but more of a date rape drug my friend gave me, just for emergencies. Casey would not feel a thing, and he was starting to drift off now.
History
Well let me self indulge for a few. Let me take you back to when I was first introduced to my first cock.
It was 1984. I was 5 and a normal skinny kid. I don't even think I was 60 lbs yet. I had brown hair, blue eyes and just enjoyed life as a normal kid would. My family was normal, suburban family. My mom and dad both worked to keep me and my older brother living the life as a lower middle class kid. My dad worked as electrician, and my mom worked for a phone book company at night. My step-brother was 15 and worked part time at the local dairy queen after school and during the summer.
When summer came around my Uncle (who was 14, about 10 years younger than my mom) came to visit our house for a couple of weeks while he went to basket ball camp. He lived about 4 hours away in a small farming town of Kearney, Nebraska. When he got to our house my mom laid down some ground rules for me. She did not want me to always be in my brother's or Scott's hair since they were both teenage boys that wanted to do their own thing. Also she told me that he is the boss too, and I better not cause him any trouble.
Well, for the first week it was cool to have him around. I mean my brother sometimes hated me always going through his room and hanging around him, but Scott was cool. He would wrestle with me and tickle me. He really paid attention and that was pretty cool. Sometimes he would play Legos, but most of the time he was at basketball camp or hanging with my brother and I had to play by myself.
The final weekend he was at our house things would change for me. See, sexually for a 5 year old, I don't think I was any different. I mean, the way I see it, about age 5 is when you start to realize how it feels when you touch yourself. Also for me, I loved playing with my butt. I know it sounds immature but I was only 5 and I would love to draw butts on all my stuffed animals and I liked to get my temperature done that way also. Heck, even sometimes I would stick things in my butt, but not too deep, and they always fell out. One other thing that I did which felt really good was humping the ground. To describe this is hard. I would lie on my stomach and rub my pelvis into the floor or anything hard. This felt good and then it would feel like I had to go to the bathroom and I would stop. My parents sometimes would catch me doing this. I did not really think anything of it, so I would do it in front of them or just watching TV. My parents would get angry and tell me to stop and not ever to do that. I would ask why and they told me just not too. Well I don't know if that was normal or not, but I never did think it was sexual until I got older and learned what those feelings were.
It was Friday night and my dad, who was always on-call, got called in. My mom was at work and my brother was going to be closing the Dairy Queen. My dad asked Scott to watch me and he agreed. Everything was pretty normal. Scott and I had already eaten and were just watching TV downstairs. I was lying on my stomach when Scott told me that I better get ready for bed. I complained, as normal 5 yr olds do, but he told me that I could stay up longer if I just got into my PJ's and watched TV downstairs. So I ran upstairs to my bedroom and got into my PJ's. When I got downstairs I saw that Scott had changed his clothes as well and was wearing grey sweat pants and a t-shirt. I reclaimed my position on the floor in front of the TV with Scott sitting behind me in the recliner.
Soon I started to do what I have always done when I am on my stomach and that was humping the floor. I didn't go really hard at it, just move my hips up and down while watching TV. I did not even think I was doing it till I heard Scott.
"Hey, what are you doing?" he asked.
I stopped and than remembered what my parents told me.
"Nothing" I hoped he did not notice.
"Come here." There was no tone in his voice.
I stood up and walked over to him expecting my punishment.
"Do you know what you were doing?"
"Nothing, I was just watching TV." I said.
"Well, you were humping the ground" he said.
This was the first time I had heard of humping, and I gave him a confused look.
"It is when you press your stomach and legs into the ground. Do your mom and dad know you do this?" He said looking into my eyes.
"Yes," I muttered, "please don't tell, I will get in trouble" I begged with my eyes looking at my bare feet.
I looked up but he was no longer staring into my eyes, but at my crotch. "I won't tell them but you have to sit up on my lap for the rest of the night." He said with his eyes returning to my face.
I was surprised he was not going to tell my parents, and I jumped on the recliner next to him.
"No, I want you to sit on my lap." as he picked me up and had me sit on his upper thigh.
Soon he reached into his sweats and moved around a little then picked me up again and had me lean my back against him with my butt in his crotch.
He laid his hand on my thigh, and I leaned my head back and had it on his shoulder. I was glad he was my uncle and his breathing into my ear had me almost asleep when I felt his hand move upward closer to my privates.
I did not move, but I opened my eyes and still could feel his hand move a little closer up. I just stared at the TV, liking how Scott had me held with his left arm and his right hand on my upper thigh. Soon I could feel him move his fingers, first was his index and it brushed the outside of my PJ's feeling my little ball sack. I did not move until he started to replace his index with his middle and his index then started to press more onto my little cock.
"What's wrong?" he asked as if he was not doing anything.
"Please don't," I said, not even knowing that he was doing anything wrong.
"Why, don't you like this?" he said
"Yea, but I don't want you to tickle me" I was looking at him and his hand was still on my thigh.
"Well, I promise not to tickle you" as he moved his hand and all his fingers into my crotch.
I then turned around and let him continue to touch me. I could feel myself start to get hard and my 2 inch boner was starting to poke upward easily being shown through the PJ bottoms. He then turned me around and looked at me then my crotch. Then for the first time I saw that he had something poking upward through his sweats.
"Listen, you know how you are hard right here?" as he reached and put his fingers around my penis. I nodded.
"Well that is what happens when you hump the ground too." he said, still massaging my penis.
I was surprised he told me this. I never had anyone tell me why it did that.
"See, your parents don't like when little boys things get hard and they punish them. Sometimes they make them sit in their rooms and not go outside." He continued to hold me.
"Well you're hard too" as I kept looking at his crotch, as right at that time he made it jump up a little.
"I know, but I am in charge and I'm older. I can be hard. You can't." he told me.
I was confused, but I just kept on remembering what he said about my parents getting angry at me for being hard.
"Now I will tell your parents, and they will lock you in your room for the rest of the weekend." He said while moving his hand off my crotch and which made me slide next to him on the recliner.
"Please don't" I begged.
"Well, I mean you did hump the ground, and I told you to stop. Then you got hard and that is something that your parents need to know."
At this time I did notice that his left hand was still rubbing my crotch now, but my thing was not going down. In fact it was starting to hurt.
"Please I want to play, and I don't want to get in trouble," I said with my eyes watering up.
Scott smiled and then had me come closer.
"Ok, well I won't tell as long as you don't tell."
I did not know what he meant by that, but I just heard that he wouldn't tell my parents.
"But we got to do something to make sure you aren't hard." he said while still rubbing me.
I nodded.
"Well I know this one thing we can do but you got to promise not to say anything to anyone, including your brother."
"Ok".
"Well I need to look at your thing to make sure we can play this game, take off your PJ's" as he pushed me off the recliner.
I turned around so my back was to him, and started to remove my shirt.
"No, you need to turn around so I can see your front, and you can keep your shirt on."
I turned and then pulled down front of my PJs then took them all the way down to the ground. I put my hands over my privates making sure he did not see them.
"Move your hands" he said in a stern voice "I have to see if you can play the game."
I moved my hands to my sides and my little boner was sticking out. It was not as hard as it was, but it was still pointing at him with my shirt draped around my belly.
He smiled and then said "Ok, now I need you to turn around so I can see your butt."
I kind of smiled, thinking of the times a person wanted to see my butt, it usually meant my temperature was being taken, so I turned and he stopped me.
"Now I want to see if you can touch the ground." he sat up in the recliner while only being about 2 feet away.
I tried to bend down, but I could not do it with my feet still in my PJ bottoms.
"Step out of those and spread your legs. I know you can touch the ground" he said with his voice a little more broken.
I stepped out and had my legs spread out. I then bent over and touched the ground. While bending over, I could see Scott with his hand down his sweat pants doing something, but then I came back up because my back was hurting.
"Good boy." he said removing his hand and getting up from the chair.
"Now lets take care of this." as he reached for my semi-hard cock. "Go over and sit on the sofa."
I ran over to the sofa and sat on it with Scott following me. He than got on his knees and told me to lean back.
"Now I want you to close your eyes." As I leaned back I could feel his hands go up my inner thigh and then he moved my cock head up and I could feel his tongue on my penis.
"Stop, your tickling me!" I said as I moved my hands to his head trying to pull him off, but he grabbed them.
"Now just lay back, I promise I won't tickle you if you let me do this"
I laid back and I felt his mouth take my balls and my cock all in his mouth. I was not sure what was happening, but I could see stars when I closed my eyes, and my hips were moving like they were when I was on the ground. I could feel my legs being spread apart a little more and his fingers were moving underneath my balls and then I felt the tip of his finger press into my hole. Soon I started to feel like I had to go to the bathroom. I started to sit up, but I was pressed back down by Scott.
"I have to go to the bathroom," I said unable to move my legs.
"Just go," he said, taking a breath before going back down on me.
I no longer had a choice. The release was going to happen, and I started to fade to black when I felt my penis flex like 10 times in a row.
After I opened my eyes, I could see Scott looking at me. He was starting to get up when I saw that he had his hand back into his sweats.
"Did you like that?" He asked wiping his lips.
I could only nod as my energy was gone.
"See? You are starting to get soft again" as he pointed to my crotch then went back to the recliner.
I got up and went over to him and he picked me up again. I was so tired and laid my head against his chest as I felt his hand go between my legs again. This time he did not go to my shaft but I could feel him start rubbing his finger up and down my crack. I liked this feeling, while I was just watching TV.
"Here, get up for a second. Let's go lay on the sofa." As he sat back up and moved me to the sofa.
We lay on the sofa and I was in front of him resting my head on his left arm. His right hand was position between my naked butt and his full hard on.
"You're hard too" I said in a sleepy voice.
"Yea I guess I am. Do you want to see what I look like too?" He whispered in my ear.
I nodded and he had me get up so he could sit on the sofa. I stood in front of him naked with my limp cock covered by the overhang of my shirt. He then pulled down his sweatpants and what I saw was huge compared to mine. It had black curly hair all over it and it was standing straight up. He also had more of a sack under his cock and it was covered with hair too. He then stood up, and the monster was only less than a foot from my face.
I guess my eyes had gotten wide. I had seen my dad naked before, but his was different (I would later find out that he was uncircumcised and I was circumcised), and it was always hanging down. This one did not have as much hair, but it was hard and stuck straight up to the ceiling.
"It's big isn't?" my uncle said with a smile. "Don't worry yours will get just as big. Let's lay back down."
He laid down first and pulled me over; soon we were cuddling like we did before, but now I could feel his penis laying in the crack of my butt. I could also feel something wet.
"Scott?" I asked with out moving.
"Yes" he said while still moving his hand down to my butt cheek.
"Are you peeing on me?" I thought it would be gross and started to pull away.
"No. This stuff is not pee, but it is juice that comes out when you get hard like this" as he pulled me closer so I was back in the position before I asked.
Turning towards him, I was able to dislodge myself and look down at his one eye monster. "It is coming out of the top like pee," I said, looking down.
"Well it is good for you, you eat it like me and you get strong like I am, see?" at this time he took a dip of his precum on his finger and put it in his mouth.
"See? It is not bad at all" as he saw my face go into gross mode.
"That's gross," I said as I tried to pull away again.
"No. Here, you try it," as he dipped his finger down into the goo again I tried to pull away but he had my arm and said, "Close your eyes and open your mouth and I have a big surprise".
I already knew the surprise and I kept my mouth closed.
"Please don't make me tell your parents." He threatened "I mean they will get angry, and see this will make you strong like me and your brother"
He said "like my brother." I loved my brother and I wanted to be just like him. He was on the football team.
"Now, don't you want to be strong?" he asked with his finger still with a puddle of the juice that came out of his monster.
I nodded.
"Good, now be good and open your mouth."
I closed my eyes, and in which time Scott reached down and put more on his finger. He then put his finger into my mouth and used my teeth to scrape off the precum onto my tongue.
It was slimy and I could not really taste the difference from his finger and the goo. I could tell my tongue felt slimy, but no real taste other than a little salty.
"Now, that was not so bad," he said, as he pulled me closer and had his hands down on my butt checks. "Now why don't you just rest here for now." he pulled me in closer and we were back to the cuddling position all over again with his right hand on my butt cheek and fingers probing all around my hole.
I was confused. I mean everything we had done tonight had felt really good. I loved being able to be hugged by my Uncle like this. He was holding me tight and he told me that he would not tell my parents anything.
Soon while I was watching TV I started to think about the fireworks I saw when Scott had my thing in his mouth. I kept feeling his fingers moving up and down my crack and soon I could feel the little one enter inside of me. Then he pulled it out. He then pressed his little one back into me but it was more slippery. I moved away but he left his finger into me.
"Stop, please" as I tired to pull away unsuccessfully again.
"Now just stay still and it will make you feel good again" as I could feel him press his finger deeper into me. "I have not hurt you yet, have I?" he said while staring to move his finger inside my 5 year old ass.
I shook my head no. Thinking about the times I had done the same thing to myself. It was just weird having someone else sticking their finger into you. At this time I started to feel him pull his finger out.
"You like me doing that?" he whispered.
"Yea" I nodded at the same time.
"Well I have to go to the bathroom, but I would like to do more of it too."
I got up and saw him go into the bathroom. I laid back down in on the sofa and was watching TV. I moved my hand and my fingers back to my hole. It was a little sore but not that bad. Also there was some more of that slimy stuff that was on his monster before. I just moved my hand back and he came back from the bathroom, carrying a Dixie cup.
"Ok, come here as he patted the couch." I scooted over and he asked if I had ever stuck anything in my butt before.
I nodded.
"Like what?" he smiled. I noticed his cock was not as hard as before, and the cup he had some white stuff in it.
"Well I once stuck a Lego up it," almost sounding proud.
"Wow. Do you think you could put this up it" as he pulled a peace of popcorn out of a dish we had been snacking on before. "I don't think you can."
"I can too" I protested angrily and he handed it to me.
I stood up and put it between my butt checks and then told him that I did it.
"Ok, bend over," so I did and sure enough, the popcorn fell out.
"Well I can make sure it stays, if you want me to show you" as he sat the cup of goo on the coffee table.
"Ok" I said not knowing what he had in mind.
"Ok, I want you to bend over again," he said as he dipped his finger into the goo cup. "This might hurt a little."
I started to feel his finger going over my hole again, but this time it had more goo on it. Soon he stopped at the entrance of my hole. I could feel him put his left hand on my hip and then he pressed his index finger into me hard. I yelped, but he then stood up and I could feel him press the popcorn into me.
"Stop!" this time it was hurting me.
"Just one more second" as he moved his finger deeper into me, He got to his second knuckle on his index finger, and then pulled out.
"There, it is now in there" He had me turn around as I could see there was no popcorn on his finger anymore.
"It hurt, I did not like that" I started to feel my hole and it felt normal, but hurt.
"Well, now bend over."
I did and nothing came out. I had to admit I was surprised.
"Now that was not too bad," he said as he hugged me again.
"No," I said as I was thinking about something inside me and how it did kind of feel good to a point.
"Ok, well we better get ready for bed" as he looked down at his watch and saw it was already 9:00. My brother would be home at 10:30. Scott, though, had other plans and wanted me part of them.
"I don't want to," I whined.
"Well I could let you stay up more if you let me do something else to you," he said.
Knowing that it meant that I could be hugged by him more, I nodded.
"Ok, let's get back on the sofa." I got back on it, waiting for him to cuddle me more.
"No, I want you to put this pillow under your stomach and lay on it." He handed me the pillow and I laid on it.
I was now watching TV, not even thinking of what he had in store for me. But from a different angle, he saw a nice 5 year old ass sticking right up in the air with a hole that needed filling.
"Now, I am just going to make sure the popcorn is up there still" He said with his fingers going between my crack.
I turned and told him that I did not want him to do that again, it hurt.
"No, it won't hurt, also I want you to become a big boy, so I will make sure I won't hurt you." he said, getting the cup of goo off the table.
I did not know what exactly he said, but I turned towards the TV, hoping that he would not hurt me. I soon felt his fingers going up my crack and then I felt the goo dripping out of the cup onto my crack.
"What are you doing?" I started to turn around again.
"Don't move, you'll spill it" as he scooped the last portion out with his finger.
I was laying still, not knowing what that stuff was or why he put it in my crack. I then felt his finger going up then down my crack, putting the pool of cum at my hole.
"Ok, I am going to see if you still have the popcorn in there." He then pressed his index finger into me. This time, though, it did not hurt as bad. I squirmed, but that was mostly because I was not ready. He held my back down as he pressed his cum-soaked finger into my ass. "See? That is not too bad" as he still held me down.
It wasn't too bad and I started to calm down a little, with his finger two knuckles deep into me. He then pulled it out and I felt him scoop up more cum to my hole and press back in. This time he let pressure off my back and started to press in and out more. Then the final time he scooped the last of his cum and I felt his left hand press the small of my back pinning me into the sofa and pillow. Than he pressed his right index finger into me it as deep as he could go, holding me down and leaving his finger in me for what seemed forever.
I squirmed, but it was no use. He had just raped me with his index finger and cum lined my insides.
"Now, just relax." He still had his finger deep inside me, moving it around.
I had tears going down my checks, but soon I felt the pain go away as he released the pressure on my back, but did not remove his finger.
"You said you would not hurt me," I whimpered.
"Does it hurt now?" he asked.
Honestly, it did not really hurt that bad now. But I still nodded.
"Well then I will leave it in a little longer. I have to make sure you become a big boy, and big boys don't get hurt when this is done."
I nodded and tried to breathe deep, but his finger was touching what felt like my stomach. He started to pull it out, and then pressed it in and held it there.
"Does it still hurt?" He whispered.
I shook my head.
"Good, that means you are a big boy now." He moved his finger out and then pressed it all the way again.
This time, though, it went in. It did hurt a little, but not as bad as before. He then started to do something with the tip of his embedded finger. He started to press it downward and I could feel my little penis getting hard again.
"Scott, I'm starting to get hard again" I started to get afraid.
"Well, we better stop then." Scott said just then realizing that it was starting to get late and he did not want to get caught with his finger in the asshole of a 5 year old boy. He pulled out.
"Ok, remember, we cannot tell anyone about this. You will get in so much trouble" Scott was getting my PJ bottoms that were removed what seemed only 5 minutes ago.
I nodded and put the PJ's back on.
I saw Scott quickly put his bottoms back on, and I could tell he was still hard. Me on the other hand, I was back to my limp state.
"Ok, tiger, let's get you up to bed." as we walked up the stairs.
He put me in my bed and then moved my hair back from my forehead and whispered. "You're a big boy now and we can play as many of our games whenever you want. Just make sure you don't tell anyone."
I smiled and nodded. My uncle really loved me for keeping our secret. I just wanted to make him happy.
"Uncle Scott, can we play again tomorrow?" I said.
"If we are alone we can play any time we want" as he reached under my sheets and felt my penis one last time that night.
As he removed his hand and turned off my light I reached into my own PJ's and felt my slimy butt hole. I started to miss not having him in me.
The next day:
I woke up hearing my mom in the kitchen. She was cooking pancakes and I got up and went to the bathroom. I was not really thinking what had happened last night and in fact pretty much forgot about it. I went into the kitchen, ready to go downstairs to watch our only TV.
"Don't go downstairs, that is where Scott is sleeping." My mom told me as she has every morning since he got here.
"That is where the cartoons are," I pouted.
"Well you will just have to eat up here. Tom (my brother) did not get off work till late and him and Scott played games all night since this was his last weekend here." She said while pouring me OJ.
"What games?" I protested.
"I don't know, big boy games." she said while getting my cereal out.
Big boy games, I thought and then all of last night's activities came back to my head. I even started to feel my little hole pucker up. I thought how Scott told me that I can play big boy games now, and then I thought maybe my brother and him played them.
"So what did you two do last night?" my mom asked
I was about to say "Big boy games," but then I remembered how I could get into trouble, so I just said "watched TV."
"Well I hope you did not stay up too late. I mean it is about 8 am already and that is late for you on a Saturday morning." She smiled and laid the cereal and bacon in front of me.
I was nibbling on the bacon when I saw Scott come up from downstairs. I ran to him and hugged him tightly, but this time his thing was not as hard.
"Hey Tiger, how are you today?" he asked as he did every morning.
"Fine. Mom, can I go watch cartoons now, since Uncle Scott is up?" I looked at her.
"Not till you are done eating," she pointed to the food "Scott, do you want anything?"
"Cereal would be fine." He said "Could I eat it downstairs, and I will watch the little rug rat to make sure he doesn't spill," he said, messing up my hair.
Mom, looking like she could not win, decided to allow it this once "Ok, but you mind your Uncle and if he does not want to watch cartoons, he wins."
Well, lucky for me, this house could only get broadcast stations and that meant cartoons on all channels. So while Scott grabbed my cereal and his I ran downstairs and saw that Tom was not in his room.
"Where is Tom?" I asked.
"He had to get to baseball practice, then off to work. He was busy last weekend now he has to work all those hours back." Scott said, sitting down on the couch with the cereal resting on the coffee table.
"Ohh" I said, not knowing why anyone would want to work during cartoons.
"I have a secret to ask you," I whispered to Scott.
"Ok tell me in my ear," he said, leaning over.
"Can I play the big boy games with you?" Scott pulled away, and looked at the wall for a second deep in thought, then leaned over to me.
"Yeah, but not right now. Maybe later." He than smiled at me and put his hand on my upper thigh like he did last night.
"Did you and Tom play big boy games last night too?" I asked childishly.
He looked at me "No, we talked but those games are just between us. You and me are the only ones that can do that."
This made me feel even more special. I wanted to play those games all the time and now only Scott and I can do it. I started to eat more of my cereal and I felt his hand go down my back and I moved forward so he could go down to my butt.
"Do you still have the popcorn in there?" he whispered. I felt his fingers go under my waistband and his index finger go further south to the hole.
I nodded, raising my butt up so he could feel me again, so he did and I felt the tip of his index finger press into my hole. We than heard steps upstairs and he removed his hand.
"Scott, I'm hard again," I said, pointing down at my crotch.
"I see you are. Hmm"
Right then the basement door opened. "I'm going to take a shower now. Don't wash your dishes yet!" my mom yelled. Then the door closed and a few minutes later we heard the shower start.
"Ok, let's go into the bathroom," Scott said with me following him.
As soon as we got into the bathroom, he closed and locked the door.
"Ok let's see if we can take care of this," he said as he reached down my front of my waistband past my underwear and rubbed my still hard cock. "Wow you are getting as big as me," he said, making me smile.
"Hey, do you want to see mine again. I will let you touch it like I touch yours." I nodded and he stood up and pulled down his sweats, releasing the monster underneath. I just stared at it again as I could see there was some goo already forming on the top of the eye. "Ok bud, take yours off."
I reached down and took off my PJ bottoms, letting them fall to the floor.
"Ok," he said as he reached for my stiff cock. He then took my hand and put it around his hard, 5 inch, hairy cock.
To describe how a man's cock feels in your hands for the first time, it is almost impossible. I remember how loose the skin felt, and how big the vein was. The balls were just hanging, not like mine at the time but just like two big-size grapes in a sack. I squeezed and heard him moan.
"Not so hard." as he grabbed my hand and had me move in an upward motion. When I did this, I noticed his cock jump and more goo oozed from the eye of the beast.
"Nice... Now let's take care of you" he than got on his knees in front of me and put my penis and balls in his mouth.
I closed my eyes and let the fireworks come back to me. I felt his hands move to my butt and his fingers probe for my hole. My hands were on his freckled shoulders and I really don't remember much more. I could feel him letting my cock out for his mouth for a second while he put his ring finger into his mouth then I felt his hands going back to my ass as he continued to suck on my balls. I could not help myself and soon I felt his finger at the entrance of my hole. My hips were moving back and forth again and soon I felt a hard pressure and once again my ass was invaded by Uncle Scott. This time I was in heaven and I could not hold much more... I blanked out and felt my knees bend. The next thing I know I was on the floor of the bathroom with Scott's finger still inside me with him holding me.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
I nodded and he removed his finger. "You liked that, didn't you?"
I could not even speak and then he told me that was just the beginning, and we will have some more fun later. He got me up and he pulled up his sweats over his raging hard on. My hard one was very much back into my body, and my ass was once again empty.
"We better get back to the sofa. Your mom is done with her shower." He said. He unlocked the door and I followed him back, sitting next to him and looking at his still hard member.
"You're still hard," I said, putting my hand on his crotch and making him jump.
"Yeah. Don't worry, you'll take care of that soon enough" he said allowing me to squeeze and then pulling my hand away when my mom opened the basement door.
"You two need to bring your dishes up to the kitchen now. I am not going to stay here all day to clean. Your brother needs a ride from practice to work so I am going to take off. I should be back by 1:00, since I need to stop at the office." she said.
"Hey tiger, can you take my dishes up. I think I am going need to rest for a few minutes," Scott said lying back showing me the bulge in his pants.
"Ok." I said as I grabbed his bowl of soggy cereal and headed upstairs. I really loved the games we got to play and now I would do anything he wanted since he knew how to make me feel.
My mom was dressed for work and was getting her purse. "I want you to take a shower, and clean these dishes. Tell Scott he needs to start getting his stuff together to leave tomorrow night also." I nodded.
"Hell, I just better write all this down" as she realized she was talking to a 5 yr old. As she started to write, I started to remember that Scott was leaving tomorrow.
"Mom, does Uncle Scott have to leave?" I said in the voice that would get me any toy in a store.
"Yes dear. His mom and dad miss him very much and he needs to go home." My mom could envision her basement clean again and only having to cook for 4.
I went back downstairs to find my cousin still sitting in the same position. "My mom says you have to leave tomorrow," I said in the same tone as before.
"Yeah, I have to, champ. But we still can have fun till then." he said as he grabbed me by the arm and threw me on his lap, tickling me. I could feel his hard-on being pressed into my back and his fingers going up my thigh. Then the door opened again.
"Scott, I left a list of things I want done when I get back. I should not be later than 1:00, and my husband better not be any later than 2:00. That job is just killing him. I love you both, bye." We heard my mom take off and once again we were alone to play big boy games.
"Well, let's see what mom has left us to do." he walked upstairs I followed in tow. On the counter was a small list. Do dishes, make sure I got a shower, clean the basement up, and pack. There was food in the fridge for lunch.
"Well bud, what should we do first?" He asked with a smile.
"I want to play" as if I needed to say what.
"No, let's do the chores first, then we play." He started the sink to wash off the bowls.
I pouted.
"Faster we get this done, the faster we can play" he said as he winked at me.
So I got my foot stool and started to rinse while he washed. He kept on trying to get me a little wet each time and every time the water seemed to go near my crotch.
After I rinsed, he put the bowls into the drying rack then we went downstairs to help him pack.
"I don't want you to go," I said again hoping to make his stay longer.
"Well I have to." He came over to me and had me sit on the sofa. He then gave me a hug, but kept his hands above my stomach this time. He was being sincere.
I on the other hand could not get the idea of his cock out of my mind I wanted to touch it again, so I reached over and felt the hard snake in his sweat pants.
"Oh. I see where you want to go," he said as he pushed me over on my back and took off my shirt. He then started to roll his fingers down my chest and to my waistband where he then pulled off my PJs in one motion.
There I was, a naked 5 year old that just wanted to make sure my uncle was happy. He than got up and took off his shirt where I could see he had hair under his armpits and then he pulled down his sweats, letting me see his thin figure.
He was about 5'10" had dark hair and brown eyes. He had a little hair around his navel which led down to his hard cock, and hair went on both sides of that. His legs had pretty much no hair. He then jumped on me on the sofa.
"You're a pretty boy," he said as I could feel his cock go next to mine. I was starting to get hard as he moved over to my side. I could feel his right hand go down to my cock and start to rub it.
"Do you know what we call this?" as he kept pulling on my penis making it even more hard.
I shook my head.
"It is a cock" as he had me lay on my back and moved my hands around his cock. "Now you know what these are?" as he started to play with my balls.
"No"
"Well they are your balls, and when you get old enough this is where that juice gets made," he said, as he was having a great time educating his new play toy.
I reached down and started to play with his balls and I could see his juice was beading at the top of his cock.
"You know what this is?" as I felt his finger go down to my hole.
"Yeah, it is your butt hole" I said quietly, as I almost felt like I'd get into trouble.
"Yeah, it is called that and it can also be called your ass hole," he smiled as the tip of his finger went into me for the third time today.
He moved his hand back to the front of my cock and my hand was still playing in the hair around his balls.
"Now, you know what I was doing to you that made you feel good?" he said while making me harder.
"You know what that is called? It is called a blow job," he answered before I could tell him no. "We do that to people we like very much and I like you. Did you like what I did?"
I nodded as I moved my hand up his shaft still being amazed by the size and the feel of his beast.
"Well, do you like me?" he asked in my ear.
I nodded, not knowing where this was heading, but everyone else could a mile away.
"Well can you put my thing in your mouth?" he said.
I removed my hand and moved it back to my chest. I did not know what to do. He said if I liked him I need to do that so I guessed I'd better, but that is where you pee out of, and that is gross.
"Do I have to?" I asked.
"I have done it to you and it did not hurt me."
I thought about it and finally nodded. He than directed my shoulders down which made me have to get off the sofa and kneel on the floor with his monster looking straight at me.
"There is stuff on it," I protested.
"Don't worry that is the stuff you tasted last night and don't you feel stronger now? See your muscles are bigger!" he felt my bicep. I did feel stronger now, since he mentioned it.
"Ok, let me wipe it off." He grabbed a tissue and his cock was then dry, looking right at me.
"Now just open your mouth really wide, like you have to yawn." I opened my mouth and saw that he was directing his cock head into my mouth. I pulled back, but by then he had his hand on the back of my neck and was pressing down. I could not take it, but before I could close my lips his monster eye was already past them.
"There just relax and close your eyes. Pretend it is a sucker." and so I did as I felt his hand pressing down on my neck and his hips bucking upward heaving the head of his cock now fully into my mouth. "Watch the teeth," he said as I could feel his head reach the back of my throat. Before I could do anything his hips bucked up again and his cock head hit my gag reflex. I choked and tried to get up but he just pulled back and said he was sorry. I wanted up, but he kept on pressing down. Soon I could taste the same taste I did last night. This time the taste was not so bad.
"Ohh." I heard him moan as he was moving his hand from my neck back down to my butt. By this time I just kept my head still as he fucked my mouth with all 1 inch that could fit in there. He than sat up and told me that it was really good, and that I just needed some practice before I became better.
Looking back at this point, I have no idea how he could not just turn me around and fuck the shit out of me since he had to have blue balls from hell.
"Ok, tiger let's go up to take a shower" I reached for my PJ's.
"No, let's just go upstairs" as he stood up with his cock pointing straight upward.
I walked in front of him and ran up the stairs. I went into the bathroom and Scott was right behind me.
"Hey, you think it will be alright to join you?" he smiled as he closed and locked the bathroom door.
I nodded and he walked over to me and I felt his cock on my back as he reached over to the faucet. With his other hand he moved down to my butt check and started to massage my right check.
"Now that feels just right" he looked at me and I stepped into the bath tub. "Hey let's just take a bath," he said, reaching down and putting the plug into the drain. Slowly the water started going up when he got the bubble bath.
"Is it warm enough?" as he got in with me standing, facing his hard sucker that was looking right at me.
I nodded, still amazed by the monster that I had in my mouth just 10 minutes before. "You like this?" he said, holding it down so it was pointed straight at me. This time I reached up took him into my hand. He let go of his cock and turned off the water. I was holding it about 4 inches from my mouth. He moved his hands to my shoulders.
"Put it in your mouth." I looked up and he told me with his eyes that I better do it. I opened my mouth and kept my eyes open. He stepped forward and pushed me forward. I was now guiding his cock into my mouth. He was not forcing me this time. For the second time in my life I was putting a man's cock into my mouth. I saw his hairy bush coming forward as his cock head went past my lips and I closed my lips around the head of his monster.
"Oh, that's right," Scott said with his head tilted back and pressing on my back of my neck again. I looked up with my eyes at him, he was happy with me.
He then pulled his cock out of my mouth.
"You're a good boy" he said, looking down at me. I was still holding his cock.
"You know that juice that makes you strong? That I told you comes out of here?" He wiped the tip of his cock off and put it in his mouth.
I nodded "yeah."
"Well I am going to make a lot of it soon and do you want some? It will make me very happy." He said, wiping my brow off.
I thought about it. I had already tasted it and it was alright, also it will make him happy, so I nodded.
"Ok, I want you to put your mouth on it like you did and I will move my hand quickly ok? Don't worry, I won't hurt you." He stepped forward and I opened my mouth.
Soon I felt his head pass my lips again and I sealed them around his cock head. I heard him moan then I saw him take my hand off his shaft and told me to play with his balls. I nodded and he grabbed his shaft and he was starting to move up and down quickly, almost hitting me in the nose. I closed my eyes because I thought he was going to.
"Oh, I'm getting close" he said all together. He took his hand off his shaft and pushed my neck and I started to gag as I felt his cock head get bigger and I started to choke as it exploded.
I did not know what was happening, but his monster was not stopping and I could not breathe. I tried to pull back, but his hand held me steady.
"Just swallow it," he said not removing his cock from my mouth.
I had been able to part my lips just enough to allow some cum to dribble out, but then I took one big swallow and he released my head. I pulled back and he bent down and hugged me again. My eyes were watering but he held me tight and whispered, "I knew you could do it." I was speechless.
Soon I just sat back down, not knowing what to do. Scott's cock was going down and I just sat in the water with him washing my lips and upper body. I just nodded when he asked me how I was doing.
Soon he got up and said that he loved me and then bent over and kissed me on the lips. I just froze there and he lay next to me in the tub. His tongue was forcing inside my mouth and I gave in, allowing his tongue to explore what his cock just did. Soon I felt his hand going between my legs rubbing me again. I moved my tongue around his and he stopped and looked at me.
"Do you know what we just did?"
"Kissed?" I answered childishly.
"Yeah, and you are a good kisser," he said, still rubbing my penis. "And see what we got here, I think you are bigger now since you drank the juice." He stared at me and I started rubbing my own penis as he went down and started playing with my balls.
"Do you think so?" I started to realize that Uncle Scott had done something nice for me, allowing me to drink his juice to get bigger.
"Well, I think you could have some juice come out yours if I suck it too." He bent down and took me into his mouth.
I just leaned back and closed my eyes. Soon my visions of fireworks were coming. I felt my breathing getting deeper and then I felt his finger enter me deep again and I faded to black.
I woke and found Scott drying me off.
"You sure are a good kisser and you're strong... I tasted your juice"
I lit up with joy and give him a hug. I whispered in his ear that I loved him too and then I kissed him on the lips.
He had me get up and then he put my clothes on. He then went downstairs and got on his pants. Soon Tom would be home and things had to get back to normal. I went downstairs and Scott and I started watching TV. He came over to me and told me that he would always love me. I felt so great then. Soon my brother came home and I was told that he and Scott wanted to go out to the mall. I was out of the picture.
During the whole day while Tom and Scott were away, I kept thinking about Scott. His juice was making me stronger. I could lift boxes that I could not before (of course that was just my imagination). Soon after dinner I went downstairs and watched TV with Tom and Scott. Tom sat in the recliner, allowing me to sit next to Scott. I cuddled next to him and that Saturday night we stayed up late. Soon I had to go to bed. I laid there after humping the bed thinking about the juice and about the finger inside me. I soon fell asleep after not making any juice.
I felt a hand moving up my thigh and then I woke up with a hand over my mouth. It was Scott, my door was closed and he was rubbing me.
"I just wanted to say goodbye, tiger" he whispered, then pulled down my PJ's and moved the covers so he could see my little woody sticking right up. "I see you know what I'm going to do." He bent down and I decided to watch him. I saw him put my cock into his mouth and he looked at me. Soon he had me spread my legs further apart and I felt his slimy finger find the entrance press into me again. I could barely contain myself as I arched my back and soon I looked at him.
"See I knew you would get used to it." He stood up and I could see he had his pants down and his monster was looking at me. This time I was not too afraid, but I didn't want to drink again. "Don't worry. I know you don't want to eat anymore. So let me just get next to you." as he moved into my small bed I reached down just by and started hold him. He pulled my hand off and he started to jerk off.
"Ahhh" he moaned, looking at my ceiling.
I then saw what I could not before. The monster was erupting again and now I could see it. The white stuff almost hit his face. After he was done squeezing his cock I he sat up with pools of cum on his chest and stomach.
"Do you want to taste anymore?" He looked at me and reached into one of the pools and put it in his mouth. "It will make you strong again. Or I could give it to you another way."
I did not really want to taste it again, but I wanted Scott's juice still. "What other way can I have it?"'
"Well if you turn around on your stomach again I will put it inside you like last night." I thought about it and thought about his finger inside me again and I wanted it again.
"Ok" as I turned my back towards him and expected his finger any second.
"Here put this under your stomach" as he handed me a stuffed animal and my butt was once again in the air. "Spread your legs apart more" and he then had complete access to my hole once more.
"Nice" and I could feel his slimy finger drip his goo onto my hole. Soon he said he was going to put it inside me and then I felt his fingertip at my hole. He slowly pressed it inside me. This time it was not has hard, but I think it was because he did not want me to yelp. He pulled his finger out and then I felt more cool goo on me and then once again he pressed in, only this time to second knuckle. After about 4 more times I could feel my hole not hurting as much.
"Ok tiger, one last time" then I felt his finger at my hole and he jammed it in almost as hard as he did the first time. I yelped in the bed, but no one heard me. He was leaving his finger deep inside this time and started to kiss me at the same time. I could then feel his finger go in and out of me while his tongue was playing with my tonsils. I had my eyes closed and once again I started to see fireworks. I pushed my butt into his hand and felt his finger hit the point inside me that felt like my stomach. I did not want it to end and then I felt exhausted. He released my lips and then pulled his finger out of my worn out hole.
"I'll miss you buddy" as he got up and pulled up his sweat pants. I looked at him and he pulled my PJs back up without the underwear. "See you tomorrow" he grinned and left my room just as quietly as he came in.
When tomorrow came around I was sad. I loved having Uncle Scott around and what we did. As he was getting his bags, I noticed that he had my old underwear in his suitcase. I did not say anything and just wondered what he did with that. He left at about 2 pm and that would be the last I would see of him until Christmas.
I am still working on this story and it should be ready in shortly. Let me know what you think. Email me, c/o perverts_r_us@hotmail.com -- Christopher