1. Three Men and a Boi-Mouth


    Date: 8/5/2016, Categories: Fiction, Bisexual, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Boy, Cum Swallowing, First Time, Gay, Mature, Rape, Teen, Author: brynnboi, Source: sexstories.com

    Carl brought a pint of liquor to my aunt on most Tuesdays and Thursdays and with that, he was able to pry her away from her television and cigarettes long enough to relieve his seemingly unquenchable need for sexual release. They moved to her bedroom in my full view and Carl wasn’t shy about animalistic noises at the point of his greatest quest, one that he no longer enjoyed with his wife after she bore four children and shut down her tunnel of conception. I was a skinny kid. My aunt was a fat slob. Neither of us favored the arrangement but it had become necessary because of severe disruptions elsewhere in my family. She accepted my presence but only because she received income from the State, but she didn't care to be responsible for my comings or goings, something I liked a great deal because I felt certain I would at last have my first opportunity to do what I had longed to do for so long—suck cock. Carl sometimes eye-balled me as if to wonder my opinion of their liquor-for-sex relationship. I had no opinion and only gave him brief glances. He seemed a little creepy, to be honest. On the third Thursday of July, Carl knocked at our door, a pint of some brownish spirits in hand, and he stepped through the door without waiting for any one to let him in. He was forty-something, average height and build, not good looking, brown hair, and black horned rim glasses. He was far from an Adonis, but that didn’t deter him in the slightest from sexual pursuits. I was sitting with my ...
    cell phone on a cozy chair and he asked where Daisy was and I explained she had gone to her sister's for a few days. Carl was upset that she hadn't told him she was leaving and Thursday was his day to get some warm, wet jollies and now what would he do? I shrugged. “Say Brynn," he said, "you interested in some hard stuff?” he asked while holding his cherished pint in the air. I shook my head. I wasn't of age and had never consumed hard liquor. “Hey listen,” he continued, “you seem like a nice kid. Don’t ever see you with girls though. Fact, don’t see you with much of anyone. You a loner?” I hadn’t found it easy to make friends because I had long ago realized I wasn’t like most boys and it was hard to hang out as one of the girls. I was effeminate and had undeniable interest in cocksucking porn. In the minutes that followed, Carl moved closer, both in his seating position as well as his discussion of liking shy boys and, well truth be known, they were a bit of a turn-on for him. I felt tingles. I was flattered. But hell, he was screwing my aunt! He was creepy enough to butt-fuck a pretty boy? Sorry, but I wasn't about to offer up my nether cheeks. I suppose he did me in when he circled a finger around my lips and told me I had a pretty little mouth. I didn’t pull away. I was frozen by his touch and his flattery and the thought that maybe—just maybe . . . He seemed emboldened by my stupor and the fact that I hadn't pulled away. His middle finger pushed between my lips and he ...
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