Since it was mid-week, everybody in the house had jobs or school to go to, and breakfast the next day was the usual hurried routine. John and I were soon in his car, backing out of the driveway.
"So how do you feel about last night?" he asked.
"Hard," I said; he laughed.
"Is it okay if I tell Ronnie and Terry what happened?"
I blushed, but answered, "Sure..."
"I'll see if we can plan some time this weekend for all of us to get together," he said.
"Okay." My heart was pounding with excitement, making words difficult. John reached over and stroked my thigh, then my cock, until we got close to the school parking lot; I was
very
hard by then.
"I'll have to sit here until this goes down," I said when he turned off the engine.
"Me, too," he answered, chuckling-- his hard-on was also obvious.
"Guess I shouldn't have done that, huh?" he said.
I shrugged and smiled at him. "I'm glad you did... makes me remember last night even better..."
We both were back to normal after a few minutes, and we got out and walked into the building.
"See you at three, Frankie," he said, waving quickly.
*-*-*-*-*-*
I got to the car before John that afternoon; he was a few minutes late, walking up to me with a big smile on his face.
"I was talking with Ronnie and Terry," he said. "They're both very excited by the news... And Ronnie's house will be empty this weekend-- except for us... I'll tell the folks we're all going mountain biking on Saturday, so we'll load our bikes in the car tomorrow night, okay? Then we can go straight to Ronnie's on Friday..."
"Okay." It was only Wednesday afternoon... Friday seemed like the distant future.
We got in the car and started for home.
"You wouldn't believe how excited those two got when I told them what we did yesterday!" John said. "They're both so hot for you it's unbelievable..."
I just blushed, with no idea what to say... When we got home, John looked at me before he got out of the car.
"We've got the house to ourselves for an hour or so right now," he said with a big grin.
"Oh, wow," I responded.
"Let's use my room this time," he said. "You wanna go out back and get high first?"
"Oh, yeah... cool," I said. It would obviously be good to keep the smell of weed out of the house; I waited out in the yard while he ran to get a joint. We each took three big tokes before he put it out and we headed back inside; by the time we closed the door to his room, my pulse rate was jacked by running up the stairs and a level of excitement that made me tremble...
I dropped to my knees in front of him, undoing his belt and then pulling his jeans and briefs down in one move. Holding the base of his half-hard cock with one hand, I put the other on his cool asscheek and pulled his cock into my already-salivating mouth. I moaned and sucked loudly, both hands now on his ass as I looked up at him for a moment, my eyes rolling back as rushes of lust rolled through my whole body. I felt both of his hands on my head as his hips began thrusting gently.
"
Ohhhhhhhh
... that's so nice, Frankie... You're a
great
cock-sucker... Ohhhhh... Wait a sec... let's get naked..."
He withdrew and pulled me to my feet, both of us stripping quickly before he grabbed my ass and pushed me gently towards the bed. We both climbed onto it and immediately got into a sixty-nine position, hot mouths sliding down over hard, throbbing cocks as our bodies pressed against each other. Skin slid against skin, torsos squirming as our hands kneaded and caressed asses, thighs, and waists, delicious cocks sliding further and further down our throats, moans and groans filling the air...
Our lust-driven, almost manic movements slowed somewhat as our cocks began to reach maximum oral depth, and we held and worked on each other, riding the huge rushes from our senses. John would pull his head off my cock ever-so-slowly and then suck it back in at the same pace; I'd copy him. Our tempo slowly accelerated again until the beginnings of an orgasm suddenly appeared in my body like the rumble of an oncoming train.
John began to tremble at the same time, his cock pulsing, and we both pulled out about halfway before the sweet squirts of come shot out of each others' cocks and filled our sucking, squealing mouths. We continued stroking and sucking long after our climaxes had settled down; our cocks were still hard, pulsing. I noticed that John's hands were kneading and stroking my ass more than usual just before he spoke.
"I want to fuck you again, Frankie," he said. "I've thought about it all day..."
"I think you should trust your feelings, Uncle John... They've been right so far..." I squirmed and pushed my ass back against his hands, waiting to see if he took my 'uncle' hint.
"That's right, boy-- Uncle John wants your cute little
ass
... So get it ready for him, now, kid... There's lube and stuff in that drawer." He gave me a gentle slap on my ass and pointed to the bedside table.
I rolled over and looked inside, surprised to see a long rubber cock with a head on each end, a smaller injection-type tube and plunger, and several different kinds of lube.
"Get the bottle of silicone and put a couple of inches in the lube tube, Frankie... Then slide it all the way into your ass and empty it slowly. Yeah, just like that-- that's right... Put the stuff that's in the plastic butter tub on the dong... and work the dong into that perfectly delectable ass. Then let me watch you fuck yourself..."
Soon I was reaching the part where the dong began to open my anus; I pushed back with my hips as I pushed it in with my gripping hand, willing my anal ring to relax. When the head finally popped inside, the stretching skin and muscles stung suddenly and sharply, making me gasp.
"Jiggle it really fast," he said. I obeyed, and the stinging faded into warmth, the beginnings of exquisite inner sensations: The dong was stretching me, sliding into me... deeper... deeper...
"Okay, now... stop for a sec, Frankie... Roll onto your back and lift your ass up... Yeah, like that... Now... all the way in... Yeah... Just like that.. just be careful not to lose it..." he chuckled.
In a few seconds I realized what he meant: When only the head was left sticking out of me, I was in such a state of sensory bliss that I could easily have pushed it in even further... I managed to keep hold of the end of it, though, even as the most intense sensations rushed through me and I mumbled and moaned...
Then, in what seemed like no time at all, John's hand was over mine where it held the dong... I let go, and he took it. He pressed up against my side, his mouth by my ear, and began fucking me very slowly with it...
The movements the dong made were tiny, but the results inside me were powerful-- sensory rushes that made me moan and writhe, my own movements amplifying the ecstasy even more... I rotated my hips and twisted on the rubber cock, my ass just above the sheets as his arm slid under my neck, pulling me even closer.
"How does that
feel
, Frankie?" he whispered in my ear. "Do you
like
how your Uncle John is fuckin' you with this rubber cock?"
"Ohhhhh
unghhhhh
... nothin' has
ever
... ohhhhhh... come
close
...
ohhhhhhhh
... ohhhh
gahhhhd
... to what you're
doin
' to me... ohhhhh
unghhhhh
..."
"So you like it?" he teased. I grabbed his head and kissed him, shoving my tongue into his throat in time with his dong's movement in my ass. I broke the kiss, soon, though, and fell back gasping. John immediately turned around, lying on his side like we were going to sixty-nine again, the tip of his hard cock touching my already open lips.
I sucked it in as waves of satisfied lust washed over me, from my lips and tongue to my cock... I sucked on the magical, forbidden shaft as indescribable thrills rushed upwards from the dong 'way deep inside my ass, mixing with the knowledge of how
