My Uncle The Pig

I wake up late.

I reach out, but there’s no Mike next to me. I’m alone.

I briefly wonder if Mike’s found his way into Uncle Rich’s bed, but no. Rich had a date last night and I’m pretty sure I heard him getting home with somebody else at a ridiculous hour, so I’m pretty sure Mike’s not being put to use by him.

It’s been a couple of days now since my uncle made my boyfriend worship his cock right in front of me then made us put on a show, and since then any illusion of modesty has vanished. Rich might wear his loose shorts, but half the time they’re pulled down so he can feed his cock to my boyfriend whenever he gets the urge.

And Mike’s been going along with it happily, wearing either his favourite thong or a jockstrap around the house.

Other than telling me to line up for sloppy seconds with my boyfriend’s throat, Rich hasn’t pushed things with me again. He seems happy to let me watch. I think I’m glad about that.

We haven’t talked about it, but I haven’t seen him fucking Mike yet. That always seems to happen when I’m at work or asleep.

I take my hand off my hard cock. I can’t help but stroke myself as I imagine what that would look like, my uncle’s monster cock easing into my boyfriend’s perfect little hole.

I stretch and clamber out of bed. It’s later than usual at almost 11am so I need to sort out some coffee for myself.

I pull on my boxer briefs and angle my hardon to the side, then pull a t-shirt and a pair of sweat shorts on in case Rich’s date is still around.

I’m padding down the hallway when I hear it and my stomach tightens.

The familiar sound of slurping and then Mike’s voice saying something I can’t hear, followed by slurping again.

“Mornin, kid.” My uncle’s greeting is loud and happy as I turn the corner into the living room. “Rodrigo, this is my nephew Brian. Brian, this is my date Rodrigo.”

“Brian,” the stranger greets me, “you’re a lucky man!” My boyfriend’s head bobs up and down in Rodrigo’s lap as his contented slurping continues. “You can-ah yeah-you can call me Rod!” Rod’s hand reaches down to Mike’s head, his fingers sliding into the dark hair, as he guides my boyfriend to increase his pace.

I glance at my uncle who watches me with a hungry look in his eyes, his hand lazily stroking that immense cock of his. Looking back at Rod, I can’t help but think he’s a handsome man. Shaved head and a thick dark beard, his eyes a light brown in his darker skin, his well-cut chest shiny with sweat. His thighs look powerful, lazily spread out on either side of Mike, and I notice my boyfriend is wearing the jock today.

Rod’s right, I am a lucky man. My boyfriend’s ass is fucking beautiful. It’s round and firm, and between those two perfect cheeks his hole looks wet and swollen, used and shiny in the dimly lit room.

Fuck. He brought his date home and they both ended up using my slutty boyfriend.

“I’m uh...gonna make coffee. You guys want?” I ask, my voice sounding stupid and distant as I try to keep my cool with the sound of my heart hammering inside of my chest. Rod’s face lights up but my uncle speaks for him.

“Soon, buddy. C’mere first.” He points at the floor next to Mike, between him and Rod, and my legs move me there without thinking about it. “Down.”

I drop to my knees without thinking, glancing at Rod’s face to see a bewildered expression there, as my uncle ruffles my hair with the same hand that was just stroking his cock. The smell of sex is overwhelming and I wonder how long they’ve been at it.

Looking out of the corner of my eye I see Mike watching me even as his lips move up and down Rod’s cock. 

He looks so happy. His eyes fall closed again as he finds his rhythm again, the wet hard flesh stretching his lips. 

I can’t help but glance back to my uncle, looking up the broad expanse of his body as he watches me with some strange combination of lust and amusement. 

He shakes his cock and my eyes snap to it. He’s so fucking big. 

His forefinger and thumb form a ring and he slides it up and down his thick length, the foreskin pulling back to reveal the dark red piss slit as clear fluid drools down his veiny shaft. 

He’s about 10 fat inches, uncut and veiny, and his balls look massive as they’re pushed forward in his steel cock ring. 

I’m surprised he must shave his nuts, the rest of his body is so hairy. Maybe he likes a mouth on them. 

My mouth waters. 

My head spins at the overwhelming smell of sweat as Rod puts his arms behind his head, revealing dark bushy pits with sweat running down the side of his body.

I glance back at Mike to see that he’s still lost in his worship, and then my eyes return to my uncle’s cock. 

I could just lunge forward and take him into my mouth now. 

I bet it tastes amazing. 

This is already fucked up. What kind of pervert lets his uncle fuck his boyfriend? Falls to his knees, enamoured by the sight of his own flesh and blood sitting there, cock standing proud and hard? 

Leaning forward and taking him into my mouth would be even more fucked up, swallowing my uncle’s cock, drinking his seed in front of my boyfriend and some stranger.

There would be no coming back from that. 

But I could just reach out and take him into my hand. I could jerk him off, it’s just us guys, that would be...fucked up but maybe not as fucked up. 

Rod and Mike are so lost in enjoying each other they might not even notice. 

I look back up at Rod. His head’s fallen back on the sofa and his eyes are closed, his moans meeting the slurping sounds in the otherwise silent room as he enjoys Mike’s mouth working him. 

I look at my uncle. I need to do it. I need to just take hold of his dick, I need to finally feel it, I need to...

“Kiss your boyfriend.” My uncle’s hand gently rests on my head as Mike pulls off Rod with a loud pop, ready to obey. With lust-clouded eyes and cock-swollen lips he moves in towards me, saliva dripping down his chin.

“God damn man, all this under your roof.” Rod’s voice fades away as I taste his cock on my boyfriend’s tongue which is pushing into my mouth, whimpers slipping out of him as I crush our lips together. “You hit the fucking jackpot.”

I almost jump when I feel a body press in behind mine, and the kiss is broken as my uncle guides Mike’s mouth back onto Rod’s throbbing manhood. 

“Isn’t he a good little bitch? It’s like he was made for this.” My uncle’s hands reach up under my shirt and he pulls it off me, then I feel his belly settling into the small of my back, his chest hair damp on my flesh as he throws my shirt aside. “Look how much your boy loves that beautiful cock.”

My uncle’s hand comes down to grip my hip as his beard gently tickles my ever-sensitive neck. I can feel the heat of his cock pressing against my ass, my shorts are the only thing stopping it from burning into my flesh. 

His lips touch my neck and a strangled moan escapes me. 

“Don’t you want to taste that cock?” My uncle asks, and he pushes me forward. 

I miss the feeling of his body against mine as I lean forward, Mike pulling off Rod’s cock thanks to my uncle’s hand pulling him by the neck.

And then it’s right there. 

8.5 heavy uncut inches tower before me, pulsing with every beat of his heart, wet with my boyfriend’s spit. The veins shine in the low light of the room.

My lips fall open and envelop the head of his cock, the first cock I’ve touched that doesn’t belong to my boyfriend, and Rod moans above me. 

Precum oozes from the tip and his taste hits me, my tongue swiping over his cockhead before I lunge forward and feel the way he pushes into my throat.

I love it.

“Good boy,” my uncle growls from behind me as he grinds his cock against my ass. “You like that dick.” The wet sound of kissing begins behind me, and as my boyfriend moans into my uncle’s mouth Rich grinds himself into my ass.

Rod’s hand strokes my hair and I look up to see him watching us, his eyes moving from my mouth stretched around his meat to my uncle and my boyfriend kissing. Uncle Rich’s free hand is roaming across my torso, stroking my naked flesh and tweaking my nipple as I hungrily suck on his friend’s cock.

Mike’s face is suddenly moving in next to me, probably guided by Rich’s hand, and he begins lapping at Rod’s nuts as I keep sucking.

My boyfriend’s mouth moves to the base of Rod’s cock and I pull back to give him space, letting his cock escape my mouth as I catch my breath.

My uncle’s body is pressed against me again, his belly on the small of my back, and I suck at the flesh of Rod’s cock and Mike sucks at the other side. Our lips and tongues graze one another as he moans, enjoying the worship of two hungry cock suckers.

“I know that one’s mouth is a work of art, but how’s my nephew?” Rich asks Rod, his hands both on my hips as we grind against each other. I let my mouth slide up the length of Rod’s dripping cock and push down his length again, swallowing him down to the root, loving the way he’s filling my throat.

“Fuck! He’s so damn good.” Rod’s thrusting up into my mouth, and I can’t stop spit from running out of my mouth to drip down his length. Mike’s pulled back and it sounds like his mouth is on my uncle’s body. “You’ve really never had the pleasure?” Rod pants out.

“Not yet,” my uncle growls in response, moving his lips against my ear to whisper “soon.”

“Fuck man,” Rod’s thrusts are erratic, wild, and he’s fucking my mouth now instead of being sucked. “I’m getting close!”

“Get the fuck in there.” Mike’s face moves in again at my uncle’s command, and the first shot has barely painted my tongue when Rich pulls my face off Rod’s cock.

“Fuck!” Rod pants as his cock spews forth, cum streaking across my cheek and forehead, landing in my open mouth and my outstretched tongue. Uncle Rich takes hold of his date’s cock, aiming it as he explodes.

My eyes dart to the side and Mike looks obscene as it splatters against his face, his mouth open like a sex doll, this...stranger’s cum dripping from his forehead and nose, his eyes closed blissfully.

As Rod’s chest heaves above us, shining with sweat, my uncle moves in. It looks like he’s going to kiss my boyfriend but instead he laps at the cum on Mike’s face, licking his cheek and nose to gather it up.

When Rich moves towards me I expect the same and close my eyes, bracing myself for something that must feel really fucking strange, but instead his lips gently make contact with my own.

They move softly and I can’t help but whimper as my mouth opens to him.

His tongue darts into me, feeding me more of Rod’s taste, and my arms grip his shoulders as the world seems to lurch around me.

As the kiss builds and his tongue begins to pillage my mouth, thrusting and claiming me, his hands move to my fabric-clad ass and knead the flesh there as my crotch pushes in against his.

“Glad you joined us,” my uncle whispers as the kiss breaks after what felt like an eternity. His hand comes to the side of my face where he scoops up some of Rod’s load, then he’s bringing his fingers to Mike’s mouth, and he sucks on them greedily.

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“I should get going,” Rod announces when he’s eventually pulled his clothes back on. “This was fucking amazing.”

“I reckon I’d like a second date,” Uncle Rich tells him. “We can start here next time.”

“I’d like that.” Rod’s practically purring as he pulls my naked uncle in for a kiss.

After he’s out the door, Rich steps up to me and his warmth radiates across my body, my cock lurching with the promise of potential.

“I need to pick some stuff up,” he announces with his eyes burning into mine, and disappointment hits me like a wall. “But when I come back I’m gonna need some help.”

He takes my hand and guides it to his balls. They’re soft and full, and my grip tightens to gently roll them in my palm.

“I‘m going to empty these into your boyfriend’s pretty little fuckhole or down your throat.” His grip tightens on my hand and my grip tightens on his nuts, tugging at them. “You can choose. Let me know when I’m back.”

With that he releases my hand and begins to move away, so I reluctantly let go of him.

“Me!” I practically yell at his back, and I can just picture the smirk as he pauses there. “I want it.”

Uncle Rich just walks away.

When I finally look at my boyfriend is arms are crossed, his hair poking out at every odd angle, smears of spit and cum across his face.

I’d say he looks adorable as hell but frustration is coming off him in waves.

“I want it,” he whispers petulantly, igniting my own frustration instantly.

Thanks for reading! Hope you’re enjoying it, I’m going to start a new story soon but I’ll be back with these boys pretty soon. I’ve got a few ideas about where they go next.