This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidentseither are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locations is entirely coincidental. The sexuality of all characters is entirely a figment of the author's imagination. For those of you that are NOT of legal age, please find other material to read. If you are offended by male/male material, or it is illegal to view such materials in your area, you should be leaving at this time.
This is a continuous story based on the cross country adventures of Jon, which can be found in the incest section of the Nifty website. I urge you to check it out.
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Soon Tommy was moved into his room and he had left with his two sisters, which meant that Chip and I were once again alone, and Tommy would not be back for hours.
"Chip, I would love to hear more about Uncle Mike. Let's go into my room and you can tell me what happened after you sucked your uncle's big cock." I suggested.
Chip smiled and practically sprinted into the bedroom ahead of me.
The bean bag chair in my bedroom, made a comfortable place to snuggle as Chip continued the story.
"After I pleasured my uncle, he zipped up and became cold and distant.
"Thanks Chip, but I don't think I'll need any more of your help in the future" my uncle stated, then walked out of the barn. I thought for sure my uncle would not repeat our dirty deed and I may have seriously damaged our relationship.
Soon my father arrived and my uncle's presence was needed. For two days I worried what would happen the next time Uncle Mike and I met.
When that day came, Uncle Mike arrived happy and glad to see everyone. While my father and grandfather went to feed the cattle, Uncle Mike and I cleaned and tuned the baler equipment. Once we finished our chore, my uncle called me over to a secluded area of the large storage building that we were in.
"Chip, Come here, I need you to help me with something."
I walked through the stored farm equipment and saw my uncle standing next to a large tractor tire. His swollen cock was already out of his pants and he was stroking the shaft.
"I know you want to suck it, Chip. Do your uncle a favor and come over here. " he stated.
Uncle Mike's thick pulsating pisshole was making me salivate and without hesitation I knelt in front of him, consumed his erect piece and again savored the taste of my uncle's tasty meat..
"Yeah! Oh god! Chip. I missed your hot mouth action. I could think of nothing else for two days." my uncle admitted.
As I sucked my uncle's cock, it dawned on me that I was now in control and I wanted more. I pushed my uncle's pants to the floor and tasted his big hairy balls. I licked them, fondled them and took them whole into my mouth. Uncle Mike seemed to encourage my behavior as he told me what to do to enhance my oral techniques. I especially was turned on when Uncle Mike would speak about fucking my hole. I imagined that sensation and vowed that one day I would experience the feeling for real. For now I was content with my uncle ejaculating his sweet man juice down my throat.
Each time Uncle Mike needed my "help" I would further advance the exploration of his body, until I finally convinced Uncle Mike to fuck me. He followed me to the hay loft one afternoon, where I stashed a blanket and a bottle of baby oil. I spread the blanket over a hay bale and volunteered my dripping crack to my uncle. The pain was minimal as Uncle Mike slowly penetrated my young hole. Soon I was in ecstacy and softly telling my uncle to fuck me harder. Which he did, resulting in massive amounts of sticky hot cum unloaded onto my chest. We fucked often in the hay loft, as well as in the corn fields and inside the grain bins." Chip concluded.
I placed my hand on the right side of Chip's beautiful face.
"I would personally enjoy meeting your uncle, I would love to see you fuck his ass while he sucked me off." I commented
"Uncle Mike never let me fuck him and he never sucked my dick. I think he was straight but enjoyed his secret boy toy who would cater to his every sexual need." Chip replied.
"As your friend I believe I need to rectify this injustice." I whispered to Chip, then began to unzip his jeans. I took his cock into my mouth and orally stimulated his pole. By the time Chip was erect, we had discarded our clothes and I insisted that Chip impale my hole. I spread out my body on top of the bean bag chair and grabbed my ankles. Chip mounted me and shoved his drooling hardon deep into my channel.
Chip was agressively pounding me hard, when I realized that I was Chip's first anal penetration and he was taking this opportunity to the limit. Chip was all over me as he tried to find the perfect angle in which to force his cock further into my tight hole. This bucking bronco fucked me hard and fast, with no interruptions. In no time at all, Chip was shot his cum deep into my ass, then collapsed on top of me. He reminded me of a kid getting his first taste of chocolate, who quickly consumes the treat.
Chip offered to quench my biological urge, and I supplied him with an ample supply of warm man cream , which he eagerly drained from my hard cock.
Chip and I lay naked on the bean bag chair, both of us smiling from ear to ear. The excitement and heated action left both of us exhausted.
After taking a shower, we crashed in the living room, until the arrival of Tommy woke us up, then we gathered in the living room area and began to rearrange what little furniture we had. Once completed, Tommy requested our attention and spoke candidly.
"For now, let's just start out by telling a little bit about ourselves, Okay! I'll go first."
"Tommy Tennicher. I am from Zimmerman, which I already explained is 30 miles west of this location. I have two twin sisters, Tammy and Terry, who are 12 years of age. I also have a brother, who is two years older than me and goes to college in California. My parents are divorced. My dad is an ex- navy man who specialized in computer technology and my mother is a nurse. My interests are mostly techology and astronomy.
Chip stepped up next.
" Chip Jones. I grew up on a farm in Adrian, which is in the southwest corner of the state. I also have two sisters, Lori and Brenda. The farm is owned by my grandfather, but my dad is the one who is in charge of the daily functions, which mostly include milking the cows, planting and harvesting crops and maintenance of the machinery. I have a horse named Chopper, two dogs, and a few dozen cats.
Now it was my turn as I took center stage.
"Jonah Parker. Call me Jon. I'm from Baltimore. I am an only child. My father is a bank manager and my mother works for a retirement villa . I took a year off of school to enlarge my understanding of people and to explore North America. My dad was allergic to animal hair and so I was not allowed any pets, but I did have a large aquarium in my room. My goal is to graduate, but I also want to have some fun and make new friends. "
Tommy quickly took control again and asked Chip and I about our class schedules. All four roommates would be using a large communal bathroom and Tommy wanted to see if there would be a conflict. So far the times worked out. However, there was still another roommate, who had not yet arrived. Tommy then moved on, making suggestions, which Chip and I felt were fair.
Music and tv will be of minimal volume when roomates are in the apartment.
Because of schedules, food preperation will be handled individually, and each roommate will be designated a shelf in the fridge and two cupboards for dry goods.
All parties "should" be planned in advance, so as not to interfere with schoolwork or other roommates. Guests are welcome, if they are civil and polite.
"What if I want a guest to stay over?" I asked.
"Were all adults, as long as you keep it private. Listen guys! I'm gonna be honest. Other than my family, I have never lived with anyone else. We just have to take it one day at a time. Who knows, we might even room together next year. Athough, I don't think you want to know the odds of that happening." Tommy joked.
It was getting late and all of us had a busy day tomorrow. Tommy suggested we continue our discussion when all the roommates were present.
Each of us departed to our individual bedrooms and got ready for bed.
The meeting I had with my guidance counselor was scheduled for 4:30 p.m. and classes didn't start until the day after tomorrow. The excitement of my new surroundings prevented me from sleeping. Around midnight I tip toed to the kitchen for a snack. While I poured myself a glass of soda pop, I noticed a light glowing light coming from Tommy's bedroom door.
"My roommate was still up? I pondered.....