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Subject: Bobby Boy Part Five Gay Incest Bobby Boy You can give Nifty a few pets in the form of a fty/donate.html 100% Fiction, Adult Content: Mb Part Five Uncle Billy took me to lunch on that Saturday. On the way there, Billy rode with his hard-on sticking out of his shorts. I kept my shorts down, playing between my legs. I jerked on the skin of my little boy’s dick and bounced my balls around between my fingers. Billy wiped his finger in the wet stickiness of his dick head and then wiggled it under my taint into my crack. He smiled at me. I loved him so much right then. We sat inside for some fast food, and Uncle Billy stocked us up on burgers and fries. I remember him grinning that wicked grin at me. “I’m gonna fuck my little baby so good, oh yeah…” he whispered at me. “Right now?” I said with a laugh. “Oh, I wish, baby boy. I’d fuck you right here on this table.” “Can I take my clothes off?” “You want to get naked right here, baby?” I nodded at him, and he chuckled. He might not have thought I was serious, but I was. I loved the thought of just pushing my shorts down right there. “I want to play with myself.” “I want to play with myself, right here, right now…” he repeated back to me. “You do?” “Yes, baby boy, if I could, I’d jerk off you right here.” “You’d get your juice on me?” I asked him. “Wherever you want it.” “On my tummy. I want you to squirt it on my tummy.” “I’ll get your baby belly all wet and sticky, I promise,” he said with that leery look in his eye. We walked out to the parking lot when we were finished. He stood in front of me as I stood next to the passenger door of the truck. I pulled up on the handle, but he didn’t unlock it. “Take your clothes off, baby.” “Really?” “Right now.” I looked around with a blush and a grin. I wanted to do this for sure. “I said, now.” I stripped off my clothes right there in the parking lot, the view partially blocked by my uncle. The feel of the wind on my back and belly was incredible, my nipples perking right up. My shoes came off and then my socks. It was so nervous unzipping my shorts and slipping them down to my feet. I stepped free of them, and then I lowered my underwear. My dick was stiff and eager to be free of my clothes. I can clearly remember that exact moment my foot left my underwear, and I stood naked on the pavement with my clothes in a pile. Billy unlocked the truck, and I climbed inside, my clothes still out there. He shut the door. For a second, I thought Billy was going to leave them there, but he scooped them up and put them in the bed of the truck. He came around and climbed inside. My feet were up on the dash, my legs open, and I was playing with myself as we headed home. When we got to Billy’s house, he got out of the truck and grabbed my clothes. He didn’t hand them to me. He just went inside with them, leaving me to have to get the courage up to dash up to the door fully naked. Soon enough, I opened the passenger door of the cab and dropped down. I was bare-butt naked outside, so exposed, anyone could see me, and I was ready to cum from the thrill of it. I dashed up and inside the house. Billy was there and scooped me right up. Our mouths came together, and he pushed his tongue inside my mouth. I sucked on it as hard as I could. I couldn’t get his tongue far enough into my mouth. He pushed his lips around my face, his tongue licking all over me. I kept my tongue out to get at whatever came in reach. His fingers were at the crack of my ass. I pulled at one cheek to get my bottom spread open more. “What do you need, little baby boy?” “Down there. I need that.” “What do you mean, baby? Tell me just what you want.” “My butt…” “Your butt, baby?” “My butthole…” “Yeah? What does your butthole need, baby?” “Play with it like you did?” “Your hole needs some attention? It needs one of those special cums?” “Yeah…” And it did. I couldn’t wait for Billy şişli travesti to play with my hole and make it cum really hard. My little pucker was eager for it. “Do you need me to fuck you, little baby? You need daddy to fuck you?” I nodded. “Say it, little baby, tell me…” “Fuck me… daddy…” “Oh, baby…” and he kissed me again, walking me to his big chair. I curled up into him, and we kept kissing. I hugged into him and held myself tight against him. He wrapped me up in his arms and squeezed against me. I began to moan into him. “Yes, baby…” he kept saying, and I started to weep. “You’re okay, baby. You’re okay. You’re with me. Don’t be so sad. It’s okay now…” It was so comforting and beautiful to be in his arms. My dad never did that for me, and Billy was so ready to let me just be myself, I was overcome a bit. He held my hair in his fist, his arm wrapped tight around my back. I got myself face to face with him, and I began to lick and kiss him like he had done to me. I couldn’t get enough of him. I just felt like I wanted to melt into him right there. My weight didn’t matter; I was a chubby boy with wide nipples on my tits and a big pudgy bag of balls between my legs. My uncle loved me like this. His mouth pushing down to suck each nipple, his hands squeezing my breasts, he thought I was good enough just the way I was. “Oh, little baby boy, my cock needs to fuck you… oh yes, it does…” Billy’s cock was huge in his shorts, a wet spot bright, wet, and sticky where the head pressed outward. He squeezed my titties together, his tongue lathering over them back and forth. He nipped them with his lips and then lightly with his teeth. I shuddered and moaned again. That spurred him on to get a little rougher with my tits, squeezing them harder, pulling on my nipples, and biting a little firmer on my tender skin. I thought I was coming, and I pressed his head into my breast and held him there as I shuddered and moaned. “My tits…” I gasped. “My tits…” He slapped my boob kind of hard. “Tell me, baby… tell me…” “Bite my titties…” I whispered. He carefully put my nipple between his teeth and bit down just a bit more, pulling on it. I gasped and cried, pulling at his hair. It hurt, but it felt so electric. It went to my brain, down my back, to the secret place deep inside my little boy hole, and right up to my balls. He didn’t say a word as I snatched at his hair and pressed his face into me, moving him from one nipple to the other. Eventually, I settled back down with my face in his neck and him stroking me down my back and over my ass. His fingers played in my crack, squeezing my fleshy buns. I cooed into his neck. “Oh, I love that ass of yours, little baby, I do, I do…” he whispered to me. “Lift your leg, let me get inside your crack.” I lifted my knee, and Billy’s hand went between my legs, his palm over my balls, his fingers now at my hole. He rubbed over my anus in circles. I could feel my hole trying to press back against him. “Oh, that’s a nice pussy, boy, a really nice pussy,” he said. “Keep that pussy clean and ready for me.” “I will…” I whispered. “I can’t put my tongue inside a dirty pussy, baby. You know that…” “I do…” “I know it, baby. I know,” he repeated as his three fingers rubbed in circles over my hole before rubbing up and down my crack. I tried to hunch my cock and balls into his hand. “No, baby… no… don’t… just… be still… yeah… hold me…” I hugged into him as much as I could, his mouth kisses and licking whatever he could reach of me. Every so often, a fingertip would press in on my hole, making me moan. “Yes… yes… yes…” I said. “I got you, little boy, I got you… I know your pussy needs a good fucking.” I couldn’t see with my face against him, but he reached over to get something, and I heard him fumbling with it. His hands returned to me, and I felt a wet stickiness at beylikdüzü travesti my hole. His finger spread it up and down my crack. I shuddered against him. “I know, little baby… I got you…” He played a little more between my legs. “Lift your knee up and look down between your legs…” he said to my ear. I lifted my knee up and looked down. Billy’s middle finger, coated in some sticky, gloopy stuff, was pointed out stiff, the rest of his fingers down in a fist. He put the tip of his finger to my hole. I felt the pressure push in. “I’m going inside you, little baby… You ready?” “Yeah…” I was a little unsure of what he was going to do, but I wanted to try anything. I clenched my little hole as he swirled in a circle over it. “Oh, that pussy’s ready… oh yeah, it needs a fucking… it needs a big old dick inside it… it’s asking for it… it’s begging for it… Watch it.” I watched that middle finger suddenly sink into me halfway, my head rolling back as I moaned and cried. I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t imagine anything feeling better. The way his fat middle finger stretched me inside and filled my little bottom, and sent waves of joy from deep inside up and out my mouth. “Oh, my baby boy loves daddy’s dick… he does… oh yes… baby boy… you love a big dick inside you…” I looked down between my legs, pulling my balls out of the way. That fat finger suddenly drilled all the way into me. I came. My fists clenched up, my teeth chattered, my throat cried out, Billy pulling my face into him to muffle me a bit. “Baby, I’m all the way inside you. My fingers are deep inside. You feel it in you?” I moaned in the throes of my orgasm, my hips bucked, my hole pulsed around his finger. It was so deep inside, waves of pleasure making my balls ache and my cock bounce up and down. “I feel that pussy coming, baby. Come as hard as you can. That pussy is gripping my finger so hard… Daddies dick needs that hole… oh yes, it does…” My orgasm wouldn’t stop. It lasted for a good minute or more, my anus squeezing his fat finger. When it began to relax, I kissed him, banging my fists against him. He pulled my leg up higher. He snatched my hair in his fist and pulled my head back. “You need it, baby?” “Yes…” I moaned. “You need it, baby?” “Please…” He had me hold my leg up higher, my rump further up in the air, and he began to pull out of me. “No… no… daddy… no…” He pulled my hair tighter. “Shhh… baby… no… shhh…” I was never so empty as when his finger left the lips of my anus. It seemed to be a huge gaping hole in the crack of my ass. I opened my mouth. “I said don’t,” Billy warned me with another pinch of my hair, and I fell quiet. Suddenly, his finger punched back inside. I couldn’t help it, I cried out in the agony of the ecstasy I felt inside my bottom. He did it again and again, sawing in and out of my hole. “Fuck me… daddy…” “That’s what I want to hear…” And he did with his finger. He popped it in and out my hole over and over in quick stabbing jabs making super sticky sounds. I was having one orgasm and then another. I couldn’t stop. That finger in my bottom was driving me wild. At one point, I grabbed his hand and pushed his finger up into me as far it could go and held it there until I finished coming. I felt him licking at my face, his tongue really wet and drooling. He spit on me and pulled out of my bottom. “That’s not all, baby.” He pushed back into me with two fingers. He didn’t fuck me, just pressed in with his middle and forefinger as far as he could. I let my leg down and clenched my bottom tight around his fingers. There it came again, and I had a final orgasm with my face hidden over his shoulder. When I was done, he pulled out so gently and rubbed tenderly over my hole until it was tightened right back up as it had been. “I told you I’d take care of your hole, little baby boy.” istanbul travesti Billy got up with me and pushed me down onto the floor. He struggled out of his shorts and squatted over me, jerking himself in long sticky strokes. It sprayed out of that fat, thick, red dick head over me. He must have shot 7 streams of thick, warm cream on me. I was sad I couldn’t do much more than just lie there as it covered me. He dribbled that last squirts over my cock and balls. He smiled that leering grin at me and rubbed his hand rough up and over my cock and ball, smearing his cream up my belly and chest to my face. He smeared his sticky fingers over my mouth, and I licked off what I could. He did that several times, getting my torso completely covered in his sticky semen. I tried to protect my soft nuts from his ruff palm, but he pushed my hands away. He laid on the floor and pulled me on top of him. We dozed and cuddled that way for a while, his fingers in my crack. When he was ready, he propped himself up on his elbows and grinned down at me. I smiled up at him. “I love you, daddy,” I said to him. “I love you too, little boy.” He got up and helped me to stand as I was still a little worn out. He put out his hand, and I took it, following him into his shower stall. We got sudsy, and we touched each other with our slick soapy hands. “You like my dick squirting on you, don’t you?” “Yeah… I like your dick.” Billy had me stand back, and he held his soft cock, pointing at me. “What about this?” Billy’s cock suddenly burst with a heavy piss, running down my chest and belly. I was shocked at first, but then the warmth of it running down me, the fact it was his dick pissing, the sound of it splattering on me, made me want it more. I rubbed my hands up and down my belly as he drenched me. He pinched himself off and let go of his dick. “Take it.” I reached over and held his soft member, and it started pissing once more. I directed it over myself, splashing it up my neck and down to my soft little dinker before it trailed off. He had me stand up on the small sitting bench there, and he told me to piss. I worked at it, my cock didn’t want to start up, but suddenly, there it was, squirting out a good line. Billy knelt down and let it go on him. He surprised me by leaning in and getting it on his face. His mouth opened, and Billy leaned in over my cock head, letting my piss flow into his mouth. He smiled up at me and let it flow out of his lips before leaning back. I finished my stream against his big balls as he held his cock out of the way. We rewashed each other, and I paid particular attention to his soft cock. I loved the feel of it in my hands. Those big balls underneath were beautiful. I held them gently in my hands, weighing them, feeling their odd heat and fleshy bag. Next time, I was going to get all that and more in my mouth. He made sure his hands held my belly, rubbing over it and caressing it. He held my breasts and squeezed them in his big hands. “I love you, baby, I love you,” he said. “Look at you. So pretty.” His hands ran up and down my thighs as I spread my legs. “Swing that fat bag of balls for me…” I swung my sack. I always loved doing that. I bent forward and swung it back and forth between my legs, Billy’s hands holding onto my butt cheeks. He washed over me, up my back, and down my crack, and I washed between his legs as well. My fingers slid over his pucker before wrapping around his balls from underneath and behind. “Look at me there,” he said, “look at all I have between my legs.” He pulled his cheeks open with his hands and let me have a good look at his big pucker, super hairy between the plump cheeks of his bottom. He then got on to his back on the shower floor and pulled his legs up. I spent a while exploring his bottom and his balls. That cock of his still soft. I leaned up and kissed both of his big nuts and then his cock head. He held my head in place and swatted his flaccid cock against my face. “Oh, little baby… I love you…” We spent the rest of the day cuddled naked in his bed, watching his TV until it was time to go back home. All feedback and chat are welcome: ail

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