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My Favourite Uncle, Part 10
by EY Bear
Pat jiggled his hips a little, so I could feel him moving in me, great! But Bill told me to hang on tightly, as I was going to have a rough ride. He had done this before with Pat. I gripped with my arse muscles, and Bill moved to Pat's arse, and shoved a finger up Pat's love tube. Pat bucked under me, and every time Bill moved his finger in Pat's tube, I felt the reaction. Bill increased the pace, finger fucking Pat and pulling down on Pat's balls so he couldn't unload his stored cum after two days of no sex. Pat was writhing under me, and his cock was pressing against my prostate, already sore from Bill's PA. Time and again, Bill massaged Pat's prostate from the inside, and soon Pat was crying for release, let me cum, Bill, I've got to cum. No way, baby, said Bill, but when I say. I'm in charge down here, so Son; you play with his nips and make sure he doesn't forget what we're doing here. I reached Pat's nips and started playing with them, pulling and tugging them, twisting them and bringing those lovely nubs of hard flesh to rosy perfection. Pat was jerking under me, and soon I could feel the cum rising in me as I too sought release. Pat gripped my balls and pulled them away from me, which helped, but Bill's onslaught on Pat's prostate meant that in turn, mine was being massaged by Pat's cock, and soon both Pat and I were struggling to shoot our hot cum.
I could see Pat's face, sweat beading on his forehead, and his breath grew ragged. I've got to cum Bill, let me cum. Bill laughed. "No way baby; you cum when Bill says you cum. You just enjoy yourself, and hang on in there. Besides, there's no rush. Our boy is enjoying the ride, ain't you Son. You tell Bill when you're ready. Meantime, you hang on Son. It's going to be a rough ride when he does cum."
Pat was struggling under me, and for once I enjoyed being in charge with Bill. I realised that Bill's cum was getting stickier inside me, increasing the friction on Pat's cock, and then with a growl, Pat's great cock swelled even further in me, and hot torrents of cum jetted into my gut, Pat bucking uncontrollably under me as he reached a great climax. I too started shooting and again Pat's chest and belly were covered with strings of cum. My arse muscles gripped onto Pat's cock and started milking him, and then Pat leaned forwards, took my cock in his mouth and started sucking the juices from me, lapping at my cock lips , already swollen from our love making, and I gripped his cock harder, as he intended, then Bill put a finger up my arse, alongside Pat's cock, and started to massage us both inside my tube. I lost the plot at that and came off Pat's cock, and the two of us lay on the bed, exhausted with cum all over us, and Bill with a great big shit eating grin on his face. “Good Huh?” he smiled.
Just you wait Bill, said Pat. I want my Boy's first fuck to be with me, and after that he and I are going to fuck you together, but we'll have to wait till tomorrow for that.
We went to bed after that, me in the middle with my two bears on each side of me. Pat moved me so that I was facing Bill, and then eased his still hard cock into me arse, and held me tight. You need to know that i am ready to fuck you if I wake up, he said, and Bill put his legs over us and pulled me close so that I was sandwiched between them, in a rich furry embrace. The light went out and we drifted off to sleep.
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