The Gangbang of Adam

Reader discretion is adviced, this story contain graphic content depicting violence and rape which may not be suitable to all readers. This is a fictional story and do not portray real events or real persons.

“Adam, get your ass in here!” he called. Little did I realise how much that sentence would change everything for me.

I was a teenager living at home with mom and “uncle” Simon, my step-dad. I won’t go into how old I was. Legal in some places I guess. Not old enough for what went down.

I trotted into the living room to find Uncle Simon. I stopped short. There were four other men here, Uncle Simon’s friends.

He grinned at me, a big, happy smile that I couldn’t help but replicate.

“You remember my friends, right?” He asked.

I nodded. There was Brad, Matt, the other Matt, and Nathan who they sometimes called Nate. Mom didn’t really like these guys. They never came around when she was home. I heard them arguing over them once. Mom thought they were weird, or something. But mom wasn’t here today. She was away for a girls weekend with her old college friends.

“Hey Adam, as it was your birthday last week, we have got you a cool present. One each, in fact.” He said.

I grinned. I loved presents. I had been spoiled on my birthday, so I wasn’t expecting anything more.

“Come stand here, kid.” He said.

I went to him, a little shy in front of these guys, but my grin was fixed in place. He took hold of my shoulders from behind and moved me to stand in front of him.

“Okay, Adam. First thing’s first. If you wanna get your gifts we need to lose this...”. He took the hem of my t-shirt in both hands and peeled it off me, up over my head, leaving me in just my shorts and bare feet.

That wasn’t so odd. It was summer. It was hot outside. It just made me wonder what they’d got me.

One of the Matts blew out a whistle. “Growin’ up fast!” He said. Two of the other guys chuckled at that. I blushed, still grinning.

Uncle Simon put his hands on my shoulders again, letting his palms slide down my arms a little before bringing back up to rest on my shoulders. His hands were hot and sweaty, which was usual for him.

“So, Adam. You need to give everyone a number. I’m going last, so I’ll be number five” he said.

“Okay...” I said. I counted in order that they were sitting in front of me. Matt was one, Brad was two, the other Matt was three, and finally Nate was four. I kind of giggled when I was done.

“Awesome job, kid.” He said. His hands tightened on my shoulders.

“Now, you wanna know what you have to do?” He asked. The guys all looked at each other and they were grinning and smiling. I was smiling too. I wondered what was going on. I loved surprises.

“Sure!” I said in all my teenage naivety. I nodded.

“Great!” He said with a little laugh, and his hands were now gripping my shoulders quite tightly.

“You have to take number one by the hand. You lead him up to your bedroom, okay? When you get there he’s gonna take off your shorts and bend you over your bed. Then he’s gonna and stick his dick in your ass until he shoots a nice, salty birthday gift right in your guts...”.

I was still smiling. Grinning actually. I had flushed red because Uncle Simon didn’t usually use language like this. Mom didn’t like it. But I wondered what these guys were doing. I mean, he wasn’t serious about what he said, so I wondered what it could mean. As everyone else was still grinning, I did too.

“...and when he’s done, you bring him down here and collect number two and go again until everyone got a turn. Okay...?”

I tried to turn, to look at Uncle Simon and laugh and say “okay, funny, but what is it really...?” But I couldn’t. His grip on my shoulders meant I couldn’t turn and that’s when I got a feeling in my belly that something wasn’t quite right.

Uncle Simon put his mouth close to my ear. “Don’t fuck around in front or my friends or I’ll be pissed off.”

I went cold. His voice was so mean, like I’d never heard it before. My eyes were wide and my smile had gone, and Matt was glaring at me. Number one Matt.

He stood and held out his hand. I reached out and took it. I didn’t know what else I could do. This had obviously been pre-arranged and I had no choice now. Matt pulled me away from Uncle Simon. He pulled me through the door and up the stairs. His grip was super strong and he didn’t ever look back. I began to wonder if they were just trying to scare me, maybe to shit me up as a prank. But it felt pretty real and I knew in my heart that it was. I tried to remember what Uncle Simon had said I had to do when I got to my room, to remember if he’d given me any instructions.

And suddenly we were there. My bedroom. Matt opened the door and pulled me through, closing it behind us. He stood with his back to the door and let my hand go.

“Get those off” he said, pointing his chin at me.

“B...b...but...” I stammered. I hadn’t been naked in front of anyone older than me before, not if you didn’t count parents. And I didn’t!

He gave me a look and moved a tiny amount away from the door. Enough to appear threatening.

I smiled, nervous and feeling stupid. “Okay, what’s going on...?” I said, trying to show him that the game was up, to pretend it was a prank. I wasn’t some stupid kid, right?

“Get them off or I’ll take them off you” he said. His voice was low now, and there was something about it. He was practically drooling as he looked at me, up and down, and I felt strange seeing that.

I didn’t move. I couldn’t. Everything had turned to stone and I couldn’t make my arms or legs work. I was frozen to the spot, unsure of myself and unable to decide what to do.

Matt stepped forwards. He grabbed me, turned me, pulled my arms behind my back and pushed me over my bed. I cried out, shouted, made noise until he pushed my arms up my back and hurt me.

“Shut the fuck up, bitch” he snarled. I did. I had tears in my eyes. I started to cry as he grabbed both my wrists with one big meaty hand, and yanked my shorts and underwear down past my ass with the other. I decided momentarily that I wasn’t ready for this and it was making me emotional.

He ignored my tears and my sobs. They were nothing to him. Instead, he spat on me. Then he yanked his own pants down. Then he spat again. He pushed something hard in between my ass cheeks, moving it about to coat it in the spit. My eyes went wide as I realised it was his dick. This was it.

Then he pushed down on me. There was no stopping it. No preventing it. He shoved forward, into the spit, into me.

He raped me. He thrust hard and the head of his erect cock tore through my tiny pink hole, pushing inside me along with most of his shaft. I screamed. The pain was intense. I’d had nothing in there before any bigger than a finger or two, and there was no warm-up and precious little to lubricate my sphincter.

I figured he must have ripped me open, and the feeling inside was literally like he was rearranging my guts. He pumped against me hard and fast and my tears seemed only to spur him on.

Mercifully he didn’t take long to finish. He went stiff all over and shoved right into me, making my eyes go super wide. I could feel the head of his hard cock right up in me, pushing against me, and I felt him pumping his cum inside me.

He pulled it out and I just lay there panting and weeping a little. He let go my hands and I reflexively moved them down to my hole, which I was sure would be bloody and torn. I was amazed to find it felt normal to my fingers. I pulled a hand away to look at it. I had sticky spit and cum on my fingers, but that bright red colour of blood was thankfully absent. I felt around and while I was a little sore, now his cock was gone it felt okay. I breathed a massive sigh of relief.

Matt grabbed me by my wrist and pulled me up. I looked down at my own dick. It was leaking gooey sticky stuff. I was shocked. I mean, I’d had a bead of precum when I’d touched myself, but nothing like this. This was insane.

Matt was laughing at me and pointing. “Seems like all your crying was just bullshit. Your body obviously likes it hard and fast, kid. Now pull your shorts up. You have to come and fetch Number Two.”

Was that right? Did I enjoy that? I was certain I didn’t enjoy the pain, but was my own cock giving me away? I was shocked into inaction, fixated on my cock.

Matt grabbed my shorts and yanked them up. They were all bunched up, but I had no time to sort them out as he pulled me from the bedroom and back downstairs into the living room.

“Fucking A” he said as he walked into the living room, all broad grins and high fives. I thought about telling them no more, really trying to put my foot down, but I wasn’t strong enough. Maybe Uncle Simon realised because he soon grabbed my hand and led me to where Number Two was sat.

Brad leered up at me. He almost bounced to his feet. He took my hand and moved quickly. I tried to pull back but he yanked my arm. I realised I was crying again, just a little bit, as I didn’t want to do that again. It hurt too much. I didn’t like the pain.

Within a minute I was on my front again, over my own bed, my shorts and my messy underwear pulled down even further than before. Brad spat on me too. He growled something about laying still. I complied and Brad allowed my arms to go free, so at least I didn’t have them bent up behind my back. I dug my fingernails into the sheets as he thrust into me.

It didn’t hurt so much this time. It was uncomfortable, but I didn’t feel torn open. Just uncomfortable and a weird kind of soreness. It was better, like I had already been stretched and I could take it this time.

Brad took a bit longer to finish. He kept flexing his hips and trying to really fuck into me. He was saying stuff like “oh yeah, amazing little cunt” and “I love it, you’re so good”. I knew it was bullshit though. I wasn’t actually doing anything. Just laying there, trying to be quiet, hoping it would be over soon. I didn’t like Brad very much.

He came quickly. I didn’t feel it as much as with the other guy. I could feel his cock get a bit harder maybe, but that’s about all.

I pulled up my own underwear and shorts as soon as he was off me and voluntarily took Brad’s hand to go back downstairs. It seemed easier this way. My tears had dried up, but my eyes were red and downcast. I didn’t understand why they were doing this to me.

There was more whooping and lewd comments when we got back into the lounge. It was like some disgusting frat party. Uncle Simon took my hand and gave it to Number Three, the other Matt.

I took his hand and I led him upstairs to my room. I knew what was coming. I knew I couldn’t fight it, so i just sulked and went with it.

When we got into my room and the door was closed, Matt pulled me into a hug. He ran his hands up and down my back and squeezed my bottom. “I know you’re confused about all this, kid” he said. “It’s just sex, okay?”

I looked at him like I wanted him to die where he stood and he laughed it off. “Listen, do what I tell you and you might learn a thing or two. I’ll do you a deal. I’ll try to be gentle and not hurt you, but you play along nicely” he cocked his head to one side.

I was thinking. My logical side was telling me to go with it, that anything would be better than being held down and just fucked into like some sex doll. My petulant teenager was thinking about a way to kick him in the balls and make it difficult for him.

“Do we have a deal, or do I need to hold you down? I know that’s what the other two did. That’s all they ever do, boring assholes.”

He smiled at me and that felt strangely nice, like he maybe wasn’t all bad. I made a decision. I’d go with it, see what happened. I was fucked either way, literally. I nodded once, keeping a frown on my face, showing that I was far from impressed.

“Good boy.” He said with a smile. “Now, take those shorts off, and your underwear too. Just slide them down slowly so I can see you properly.”

I did as I was instructed. The shorts came off first and then, to my embarrassment, my dirty underwear. The crotch was full of sticky, slimy goo and I tried to hide it.

“It’s okay” he said. “That’s gonna happen. I don’t mind it.” He said with a warm smile.

I stepped out of them, leaving them screwed up on the floor. To my absolute horror my cock started to get hard. I thought back to what the other bastard said about wanting this? Did I like it...?

Matt smiled. “You have the best body body I have ever seen. I’ m gonna enjoy having sex with you. I hope you can enjoy it too, because I prefer it that way.” He said. He seemed genuine, which confused me. He continued after a brief pause, “I know we’re breaking you in today, but maybe in the future you and me can hook up and have some grown-up fun?”

My eyes went wide. I wondered if that was a rhetorical question or for real. I didn’t answer.

“Okay.” He said. “Now get up onto your bed for me.”

I got into the same position as when the other two took me. My eyes were starting to water, like I might cry in a minute, in anticipation of more pain.

“No, not like that” Matt said. “Get onto your bed properly. Then lie on your side for me, facing the wall.”

I frowned, confused, but I did as I was told.

Matt came and took hold of my ankle. He moved one leg so that it was up in the air, with my knee bent. I guess it gave him better access to my hole. He dribbled spit into his hand and smeared it between my ass cheeks. He did that a few times, and each time he used his fingers to push some of the mess into me. He made little cooing sounds as he went, like he was trying to sooth my nerves.

I can’t lie, I was enjoying his slick fingers gently pushing into my bottom, very carefully stretching me and touching me. This was a long way from holding me down and raping a big hard dick into me. This was actually quite nice. I tried to remind myself that I was only here because my step-dad had ordered me, but that was getting harder by the second.

Matt slid his fingers out of me and climbed up on my bed. He lay down next to me, holding my thigh with one hand. He snuggled into me and suddenly realised that he was going to fuck me now, in this position. I lifted my legs and pushed my bottom out a little before I even realised what I was doing.

“That’s right” he said. “Now listen, when I first push inside you, you push out. It sounds odd, but trust me. I’ll enter you easier. Then just try to relax and don’t clench. Your ring will relax and I’ll be able to fuck you without it hurting you. You understand?”

I made a sort of grudging affirmative noise. That’s all he was getting. I was glad for the advice though. Maybe this time it wouldn’t be so bad.

I felt Matt’s cock at my entrance and as he pushed forward, I pushed out. My eyes rolled back in my head as he slid painlessly inside me. If was so different with more spit, when I’ d been nicely fingered, and when I had some idea of what to do. I was sure that having been raped twice already helped, but I didn’t want to admit that.

Matt hugged me close as the whole of his dick slid up inside me. I moaned softly, catching it too late. It was out there.

“Better, right?” Matt said. I nodded. It was much better.

Matt flexed and thrust his dick all the way in and move it around once it was there. It felt totally different this time. He didn’t last long either, but by the time his cock swelled up pumped hot cum into me, I was beginning to enjoy it.

I was shocked and ashamed at myself, especially because as he pulled his soft dick free of my hole I almost wished he hadn’t.

He rolled me over onto my back and he touched my cock and balls.

“Really nice” he said and he leaned over and kissed my forehead. “You did great. I hope you liked it. There’s more of that whenever you want, pretty boy!”

I blushed. Pretty boy...? Me...? A little part of me liked that. I looked at Matt as he pulled his pants up. He was fit, a nice body. I liked his smile too. If I was going to do this again, I guess I’d choose him. At least he was being nice to me.

The other two could fuck off. They were never touching me again!

Matt signalled that I should get up. I did, and I put my dirty underwear back on and then my shorts. I felt wet, dirty, soiled. It was like I’d had a tummy upset and not made it to the toilet.

Matt took my hand and winked at me. I took a deep breath and followed him.

The lounge presented the same scene as before. I flushed red and tried not to look at anyone. Within just seconds, Nathan had grabbed my hand and rushed me up the stairs.

In my room he close the door softly behind us. He turned to look at me with hungry eyes.

“Fuck, I’m gonna enjoy this” he said as he leered at me. “Get naked”.

By now I just did as I was told. I pulled my shorts down to the floor and stood upright. He was still glaring at me. He raised an eyebrow. That was his signal. Underwear too.

I pushed my well-used underwear down off my hips. I got them to my knees and he stepped forward. He grabbed my shoulders and turned me. He pushed me against the wardrobe and grabbed my butt. He squeezed it hard.

With one hand he pressed my body flit to the wardrobe door. With the other he invaded my crack, shoving two fingers into me stretching my ring with them.

“Already wet and sticky. Three loads of cum. And a load of spit, I guess” he said with a chuckle.

He didn’t take his hand off my shoulder while he unzipped. He ground into me in a standing position and within a minute he hard cock was sliding up inside me, pushing hard and deep.

My legs were shaking. Nate’s cock was noticeably bigger than the others. Longer, and wider too. My eyes watered as he pushed into me and I felt full and stretched in a way I hadn’t been before.

“You like a big cock?” He asked breathlessly.

I sniffed. I didn’t want to answer.

He pulled my hair. “I said do you like my great big cock?” His tone was angrier now.

I nodded. “Yes.” I said.

“Good boy” he said. “Tell me you want it”

I didn’t really feel like playing, but he pulled my hair again and pushed hard on my shoulder. I was worried what he might do if I ignored him.

“I want it” I said.

“Where do you want it?” He asked.

“In my ass...?” I replied, probably more tentatively than he wanted.

“Good boy” he repeated. “Now where else you want me to put it?”

My eyes went wide. Where else could he put it? I genuinely didn’t know. I wasn’t thinking straight.

He pulled my hair again. I cried a little. “I don’t know what you want me to say!” I whined through teary eyes.

He fucked into me as hard as he could and then he slid out of me. He pushed my shoulders down and I slid down the wardrobe to my knees. Then he grabbed my hair again and turned my head around.

There, right in front of my face, was his cock. It was slick with cum and ass juice and spit. It smelled of cum and other stuff. My eyes were wide.

“I hate going last” he said. “Always messy.” He gripped my hair tightly. “Now say ‘ahhhh’ for me and clean this up. I’ll cum down the back of that pretty throat for you. I know you like that.”

He obviously didn’t trust me as he free hand squeezed my mouth open. He thrust forward and he slimy dick slid along my tongue.

“Now suck it off and it will all be over” he said.

I sucked. I didn’t really want to, but what could I do? The whole process made me gag and feel sick, but the more I sucked and swallowed then easier it got. He let his grip on my hair go so it didn’t hurt so much.

Then, suddenly, he shot his load into my mouth and down my throat. I choked. I swallowed some, but some of it dribbled out of my mouth down my chin and when I choked some spattered on his leg.

“You’ll lick all of it up” he said. It was his most threatening tone yet, so I did. I licked his leg, my chin, his cock... I licked it all up and swallowed.

Still gripping my hair, he pulled me to a standing position. He put his cock away and zipped his fly and he led me back downstairs. I was still naked, my shorts and underwear left on the floor of my bedroom.

We stepped into the lounge and there were more cheers and stupid shit. Uncle Simon grabbed me by the arm.

“You’ve done well so far. Now it’s my turn. “

I couldn’t believe my step dad was going to fuck me in my ass.

“Down on your hands and knees, boy” he said. “I’m gonna do you right here, right now, and show these boys how it’s done!”

There was some whooping and joking around and laughing. I was disgusted. It was bad enough that he’d allowed his friends to drag me to my room and abuse me. Now he wanted to fuck me himself, in front of everyone?

My legs were trembling as I sank down to my knees. I leaned forward and rested on my hands. Uncle Simon kicked my ankles, making me spread my legs. I could hear him taking his jeans off. I couldn’t watch. I just closed my eyes and turned my head away from the couch where they - my rapists - were all sitting.

I felt his hands on my butt, squeezing me, pushing his thumbs around my anus, pulling my cheeks apart. He began to push his thumb into me, far easier now than it would have been only an hour ago. I heard him spit and I felt his saliva land on my ass, felt it being pushed by his thumb to my hole, smeared around, making me wetter and stickier.

He got both his thumbs into me, making me moan. They laughed at that. He pulled my hole open, making me gape for his friends, laughing like hyenas.

“Push you ass back” he said. “Put you head right down”. I complied. There was nothing else I could do. I knew he was going to fuck me soon. He continued to play for a while, though. Fingering me, at one point getting all four fingers into me. I wondered if you was going to put his whole hand inside me, but I guess I was too tight for that.

Finally he grabbed my hip with one hand and guided the head of his cock to my open hole with the other. He pressed against me, pushed a little, got himself in just the right place. He took his hand off his cock and grabbed my other hip.

In a surreal way I knew what was coming next. I took a deep breath. Then he tightened his grip on me and thrust for all he was worth. He hard dick punched into me, all the way, head to base. It filled me up and took my breath away.

I moaned again, another involuntary sound that escaped my chest to betray me. I pictured myself, on my knees, my face down, my ass up and fully of my step-dad’s penis. Everyone watching.

I got a thrill right up my spine. It shocked me, but after it had dissipated I couldn’t deny that I liked it.

Uncle Simon pulled his cock out almost all the way, then drove back into me in a powerful stroke. Then again. Then again. Again. Again. Again.

I was moaning now with every stroke. Loud, submissive moans that screamed “fuck me” in all but words. And he did. He ploughed me, pulling my cheeks apart with his hands while he thrust in deep, relentless strokes, filling me to the brim then emptying me out completely.

I could feel everyone else’s juices escaping my hole, trickling down my leg, lubricating uncle Simon’s passage.

He went on for so long. He friends were quiet now, just watching as he raped his big dick in and out of me like a pro pornstar. I was sweating, moaning, whimpering like a little slut.

Then three shallow strokes followed by a real gut-punch of a thrust and I felt his entire shaft swell inside me and pump out his cum deep within.

I breathed deeply as he slowly pulled his cock from my now well-used little hole. I could feel it gaping and leaking cum and juices but right now I didn’t care. I had gone from hating everyone for raping me to feeling like it got better and better. I didn’t move. I waited to see what instructions I might get next.

Uncle Simon recovered his breath first. “Okay guys, I guess the show’s done for today.” He said in a loud, authoritative voice. He obviously meant it was time for everyone to leave. I heard shuffling and some chatter as they all got up and got ready to go. “Come on Adam. Up you get, son. Give everyone a kiss goodbye and thank them for breaking you in.”

I could barely move. Uncle Simon tapped my ass with his toe to nudge me into action. I got up, cum trickling down both my legs.

Each man in turn embraced me and gave me a big, long, open-mouthed kiss. A few of them squeezed my ass cheeks and two of them reached behind and slid fingers inside me while they held me. I enjoyed that, I must admit. It felt slutty but nice.

Soon everyone was gone. Uncle Simon pointed to the door and I took that to mean I should get to my room. I made my way, Uncle Simon following close behind. We got to my room and I collapsed on my bed. There were little patches of wetness where cum had been spilled. I’d have to clean that up later.

Uncle Simon sat on the edge of my bed.

“Well?” He asked.

I looked up at him with big eyes. “Well what?” I said, trying my best to be sulky.

He raised an eyebrow. Without speaking he took off his pants and underwear and straddled me, pushing his hardening dick into my face. I opened my mouth instinctively and he pushed the head between my lips.

“If you’re gonna be shitty you can suck me clean” he said with an amused chuckle. I kept my eyes on him and sucked, getting my tongue under the head and really working it.

He started to get red faced and I could see beads of sweat on his temples. He took his cock out of my mouth. I smiled up at him, triumphant. Careful what you wish for, my eyes said to him.

He shuffled back down my naked body. He grabbed my legs. “Let’s push these back shall we?” He said.

“Again?” I asked.

But there was no response. He held me by by ankles and wedged his cock right into me, pushing past my sphincter that was still stretched, but tight again. I needed no further lube as I was still slick from before.

He fucked me gently, holding my legs up and pushing them back. He had a great view, just the head of his big cock sliding into me, tantalising my hole and making me groan.

“You could have told me” I said.

He fucked some more before he answered. “It was better that it was a surprise. You might not have gone through with it otherwise.”

I rolled my eyes. I knew he was right, but he didn’t have to get his friends to rape me.

“The first two were rubbish. They hurt me.” I said. “Made my cry, by the way.”

“Yeah, well, that’s how they like to fuck boys. Face down, consent optional. You knew that.”

I rolled my eyes again, this time more from the hot sensations in my ass that from my step-dad’s bullshit.

“And the other two?” He asked.

“The second Matt was really nice, just like you said he would be. He showed me what to do and didn’t just take it. Nate was hot too, but rough. Standing up sex. By the time we got to him I almost couldn’t stand.” I chuckled and so did Uncle Simon.

“You’re such a fucking slut.” He said. “And what about me? Was I any good?”

I made a show of trying to think about it, quite a tough gig as I was very much enjoying the action of him sliding just inside me with the head of his penis, the widest part of his cock slipping in and out of me.

“Yeah you were the best. You know you were.” I said.

“Well, Adam, if you’d just let me fuck you before you’d have been more prepared. Now we’ve started though.... I hope you’re ready to take it whenever I want because I don’t think I can take no for an answer any more. I’ve never enjoyed a passage quite like this. You’re something, you know?”

To be honest, now we had started I figured I’d do just about anything to jump on my step-dad’s cock. I fucking loved it inside me.

“I think we’ll be okay” I said with a wink. I moaned right after as he hit a particularly sensitive spot that had me leaking goo again form the tip of my own dick.

“How about the others?” He said. “Maybe Matt can come play?”

I thought about that for about a nano-second. “Yeah, you two can spit roast the absolute shit out of me. I reckon I’m okay with that.”

“So you forgive me for arranging it behind your back?”

“Yeah. I do. But when I told you that I wanted to lose my cherry and be gangbanged, you know it was a fantasy, right? I didn’t actually expect you to arrange it?”

“Kid, at the time I was sucking your dick, and you were sucking mine. You’ll have to forgive me if I didn’t realise you weren’t being serious. I figured you were.”

“I guess was was half-serious” I said. I thought back to that day. Uncle Simon and me, well we’d been fooling around for a long time now. I started it, not him. I loved his body. It started when I got into the shower with him one day, totally unable to stop myself. He tried to get me to leave, but his cock standing to attention showed me he never meant it. I got down on my knees and I sucked that thing like I had seen in porn. I swallowed his load and I loved it.

From then we touched, sucked, and played around every time mom went out for a while. We’d progressed to him fingering me while we sixty-nined. I loved that, and the last time I had said I’d love to be broken in by being gangbanged. Raped into submission by a group of horny older guys. Hot fantasy stuff.

Little did I know that naughty uncle Simon would arrange it for me.

I shuddered as I came, my hole hot and getting sore from all the action, but sending waves of bliss through my body. Uncle Simon. Pushed further in, stopped, and he pumped another load in me.

“Fuck I have wanted that for too long. I know I shouldn’t. But my god, Adam, you’re just too hot.”

I smiled. Uncle Simon loved my body like I loved his. As a relationship this was never going to go anywhere and we both knew that. Absolutely knew it. But it was fun, sneaking around and touching and kissing and sucking. And now fucking. And how much did I love the fucking?

My step-dad slowly and gently pulled his cock from my hole and I felt it begin to wink closed, trapping his babies inside me, for now at least.

He leaned forward and we kissed.

“You’re still bad for having me raped without telling me. Maybe I’ll make you wait until I let you do me again.” I was smiling. I couldn’t help it. He knew I didn’t mean it. I enjoyed every hot damn second of today.

“You keep on with your smart mouth and I’ll have you bound and gagged, and this time I’ll let Matt and Brad take you away from a few days. See if they can fuck the sass out of you.” He was grinning too, but it still sent a thrill up my spine. Yes please!

I batted my eyelashes at him. “You.... you wouldn’t hurt me, would you daddy...?”

He pushed my leg over and slapped my upper thigh. “Behave or I’ll spank you and then you’ll have to be super careful around your mom so she doesn’t see the red mark.” He said with a little laugh.

After a pause he looked me in the eye. “So, can we do this again soon? Not everyone, I mean me and you. Now we have actually gone all the way, I just....”

I interrupted him. “You want to know if this was a one off and we’re back to sucking, or am I now your little fuck toy?” I said, grinning.

“Well... something like that.” He said. He was grinning too, now.

“I waited until I felt like I was ready. Now we started.... yeah we’re good. I want to try everything. I want you to teach me. I feel safe with you.” I said, serious for a change.

“Okay then. Good. Because I don’t know what I’d do if you said anything else.”

“Daddy.....” I said. “Get your breath back, because I’ m ready when you are.”

We both giggled and embraced and we kissed. A lot. I knew once I started I wouldn’t want to stop. I was ready for more, and I know uncle Simon would be ready to give it me.

What a great day.

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