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"You don't talk about your uncle much. I know this was his house before you got it. What was he like?" Dante pulled the boy into his arms, cuddling with him for the first time in a while.
"I still miss him. Even though everything here's a reminder of him, it hurts to think he's gone."
"Tell me about a happy memory you have of him."
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Ritch's father had an out of town conference to attend and his mother decided to go and enjoy a week of relaxing at the beach and shopping. This left Ritch home alone as Spring Break of his junior year of high school was starting. He thought of the possibilities of having endless sex with his friends or adults he could meet at a number of his regular haunts. The thought of begging to serve as Dre's slave for a week was also appealing. Maybe he could get lucky and be whored out by the man once again. He grew hard remembering the last time he was gang banged in the park or used by the men at the alley by the bookstore.
After two days of getting his hole bred by anonymous donors across town something caught his eye as he dried off from a much needed shower. A birthday card of all things sat partially uncovered on his desk, waiting to be mailed. He briefly wondered if anyone still sent them. He always got them from his grandparents and his aunts and uncles in the past, but now it was an email or text instead. This one was for his mother's brother; his favorite uncle. At least the man had been his favorite until he seemed to disappear from the face of the planet. There had been no visits, call, cards, or even emails in almost two years.
Seeing the card reminded him that if he'd mailed it on time, his uncle would have received it before his birthday which was that very day. He knew his parents wouldn't be back until the following weekend and never know if he left town. He shoved some clothes and other needed items into his backpack and headed to the train station.
A little under three hours later he was walking down the block his uncle's house was on. It had been years since he'd been to the old row house. The tall, narrow building crammed between two more lined a street full of similar homes. It was vastly different from the open space around his own neighborhood.
Ritch was going to knock on the front door when he saw the door to his uncle's studio open. The house had an apartment under it he'd never been permitted in before. His uncle always described it as his private space.
Curiosity got the better of him and he walked in hoping to surprise the man. He half expected to find his uncle working in the space, but his imagination could not have prepared him for what he found.
What greeted him was right out of a porn. Dark painted walls with erotic artwork spaced out. Dildos and other toys lining shelves. Whips, floggers, cuffs, and other implements hanging from pegs. What really caught his eye was the sling hanging in the corner. He lost all interest in investigating the room further until he inspected what he'd seen bottoms like him using in so many videos.
Ritch ran his hand along the chain it hung from, hooking his fingers in the leg straps, and feeling the material he could see himself lying back in. He set his bag down against the wall and hopped up in the sling. He relaxed as it cradled his body. Something didn't feel right though and his hardening cock was now giving the instructions to his brain.
He jumped out of the device and quickly stripped naked. Climbing back into the sling, he slid his legs into the straps like he'd seen so many guys do in videos. He reached back, holding the chains above his head and brushed his fingers over fuzzy lined leather cuffs. A blindfold hung from the chain and he grasp it before putting it on. The restraints were loose enough he could slide his hands through. The openness and vulnerability of being in the sling as he was excited him to new heights. His cock throbbed and all considerations of his uncle finding him like this vanished as he wished someone was pounding his ass.
The voices of three men entering from the door surprised him as his mind snapped back to the realization he was naked in his uncle's house and virtually bound in a sling. He struggled to free his hands, but in doing so the restraint acted more like a Chinese finger puzzle than the loose leather strap it was. The sound of the door latching both panicked and excited him.
"Damn. Now that is one fine sight." One of the mystery men offered.
"He said he'd found a really hot boy for today." Another of the men added.
"Not sure where he's at, but I don't see any reason to wait. I mean the boy looks ready and it would be a shame not to make the most of our time."
"Right there with you, brutha."
The sounds or rustling clothes and zippers lasted mere moments before he felt a large hand on his thigh, gently stroking the soft skin.
"One pretty lil' white boy all bound for our pleasure."
Ritch's legs were pushed up a little higher and he felt a hot tongue running over his hole. "And a sweet little ass too."
A hand on his head pulled him to the edge of the triangle shaped sling and a meaty cock was offered to his willing mouth. Uncut, thick - definitely black from the flavor. He wrapped his lips around the meat and worked his tongue under the heavy skin.
"Fuck. This one has the best mouth yet. Doesn't even need to be told to play with the skin."
Ritch moaned around the cock resting in his mouth as an expert tongue rimmed him. It wasn't a new experience for him, but few guys took the time and he absolutely loved the feel. The man lapped and probed, opening the boy up for what was to come.
"Keep doing that to him. The boy loves it and his moaning feels awesome around my cock." The man gripped the back of the blonds head and pressed his hard cock slowly in until it was buried balls deep. "He took it all and no gag. This is definitely the best one yet. Owen found a winner here." He held himself deep as the boy swallowed around his large cock. Only when he felt the slut needed oxygen did he pull back began pumping his cock in and out of the wiling throat.
The guy rimmed the blond for around ten minutes before he stood and grabbed a bottle of lube. He slathered some on his cock and lined up, pressing the head against the opening. He pushed enough to get the head inside, wanting to give the boy a moment to adjust to his large size. The hole felt like it was pulsing around his cock, trying to pull him in deeper.
The boy moaned like a whore around the dick he was swallowing and pushed the guy over the edge. His mouth filled with sweet cum and he sucked greedily to take it all.
The man filling his ass latched onto the narrow hips and began his pumping motion. "Fuck this ass is hot. I can feel him trying to pull me in each time I take it out to the head. He's a hungry little slut."
The third man moved to the just vacated mouth and slid his cock in. Ritch worked his tongue around the new piece of meat. It had a nice, clean flavor and a sweet scent of soap. It wasn't as big as the last one, but decent size. Obviously a white guy from the texture and taste, but he sucked on it the same as any other presented him. A hand cradled his head as he worked it.
The guy in his ass was going to town and pounding hard. The sling rocked and he felt himself pulled onto the big cock with extra force each time.
"I wanna flip the bitch on his stomach. Get his wrists out of the cuffs."
"Sounds good. I can fuck his throat better like that."
The pair quickly had the blond face down in the sling and shoved in hard to reenter. Their force was met by more moaning.
"Where the fuck is Owen? He's missing his own birthday party."
"All I care about is I'm about to flood this bitch's guts with my nut." There was a loud roar as he grabbed onto the boy's hips tight and exploded deep inside. The boy was treated to another mouthful of cum as the guy he sucked also came.
About that time another voice was heard. "I was on a call and couldn't get away. Glad this boy showed up on time."
"You found a winner with this one. Best boy you've had for one of these parties."
"He sounded fun and eager. Haven't had a chance to interview him before today. If you're done with his ass, I need to fuck."
"Sure thing, Own. It's your birthday after all. Got him nice and lubed for you. He can put that pretty mouth of his to use sucking me clean." The man's big hand came crashing down on the white ass leaving a nice handprint. "That hole is gonna do amazing things to that monster dick of yours."
The guy who just vacated the boy's ass moved to the head, grabbed it with both hands and slid his cock in. "Clean me, bitch." The boy's lips encircled him and worked feverishly to do as ordered.
Owen lubed up and slapped his cock on the upturned ass before sliding in the hilt. He wasn't going to take his time or go slow. He needed to fuck and wanted to breed something. He'd go slower for round two, but this time was going to be a hard animalistic fuck.
The hole wrapped around his cock like a glove, vibrating as it quivered and spasmed. "Oh fuck..."
"Told ya so."
He looked down at the small body as he pounded relentlessly into it. "Thought the boy said he had brown hair and was taller, but as good as this ass is, who cares what lies the bitch told."
Ritch couldn't believe his uncle was fucking him. Let alone that his uncle was gay. He was in cock slut heaven and his mind would barely focus on a single thought long enough to consider it. All that mattered was taking the two cocks currently filling him and hoping to get another load.
"Did this boy agree to take our piss? I gotta take a leak and his mouth feels good."
Owen grunted as he built up more speed. "Fuck if I care. Gonna breed him soon."
A hand stroked the boy's head as the cock in his mouth let loose a good stream of piss. "Well he's drinking and seems happy about it. One hot lil' pig."
"Oh fuck." Owen roared as he gripped the boy's hips tight and unloaded what he'd been saving for three days. "Take it, bitch." His hand crashed down on the unmarred cheek giving it a handprint to match the other side.
As he was coming down from the first of hopefully many birthday orgasms, the door to the play space opened. A lightly muscled, dark-haired twink entered the room and surveyed the party. "Hey. I know I'm a little late, but you said I'd be the only bottom here today."
Owen looked to the boy at the door who matched the pictures from Scruff of the guy he'd arranged to come over. He turned to look as the small body they'd just used for round one.
One of his friends was the first to speak. "If that's the boy you arranged for today, than who's this incredible little slut we just bred?"
The boy standing at the door fumed. "What? He already got a load from all of you? Not fair."
Owen pulled his cock from the tight confines of the boy's ass and removed the blindfold, turning the head slightly. "Ritch?" His voice was filled with astonishment and a little panic.
"Someone you know obviously." One of his friends snickered at the look on the birthday boy's face.
"Umm... Yeah, I know him. He's my nephew."
"Holy shit. Apple didn't fall far from the tree. He's the best bitch we've ever had."
"Hey, watch it." Owen helped the boy to stand on shaky legs.
"Sorry, man. Still thinking with my dick I guess."
"You guys work over that bitch. My nephew and I need to have a talk."
Owen picked up the backpack and clothes he finally saw against the wall. As they headed for a hall in the back of the room the other guys could be heard. "Strip bitch and get on your knees."
Owen took his nephew into the bedroom of the apartment and closed the door. The boy sat on the edge of the bed looking nervous.
"Umm... Happy birthday, Uncle Owen."
"Are you alright after all that?"
The boy nodded. "I'm fine, Uncle Owen. I enjoyed it."
"I could tell." The man fell silent as he observed the boy. "So... How did you end up in the sling getting fucked by everyone? Hell, how did you end up here? You're dad will kill me if he finds out I saw you."
"What do you mean? Dad's the reason you don't come around or answer my emails?"
"Yeah, we had a falling out after I told him and your mom I'm gay."
"Oh. Guess it's good he doesn't know about me."
"And we need to keep it that way. If he found out about this, he'd blow a gasket and make as much trouble for me as possible."
"For what? I crashed a birthday party and got to blow out a candle or two."
The man laughed. "So, the sling and you being here?"
Ritch reached for his backpack and pulled out the unmailed birthday card. "I saw this on my desk this morning." He handed it to his uncle. "Mom and Dad are out of town for the week so to make sure it wasn't late I took the train up here to deliver it. I would have sent something on Facebook or email if you responded on those" The boy looked at the floor. "I've missed you. No one ever treated me the way you do. I wanted to be able to wish you a happy birthday in person again and maybe find out why you wouldn't talk to me anymore. It hurt when you wouldn't even respond to a text or email."
"I'm sorry I hurt you, Ritch. I know as an uncle I'm not supposed to have a favorite, but you've always been it." He pulled the boy into a hug. "When your dad found out about me, he was afraid I'd corrupt you. And he also thought I'd try to have sex with you since he see gays and pedophiles at the same thing. Your dad can be a real asshole sometimes."
"Try living with him."
"And the sling? I'm not seeing a connection between delivering a birthday card and you naked, getting fucked at both ends. Plus moaning like a top notch slut while taking it." He ruffled the blond's hair.
"I saw the door to your studio opened and thought you might be working in there. When I walked in it was like Disney World for sex. I'd seen slings in porns lots of times but never got a chance to be in one. I laid back in it and didn't feel right. Something told me I needed to be naked in it. I found the blindfold and my wrists fit in those furry things." The boy glanced up at his uncle. "It felt hot being in it and I kinda forgot I was in your house. Next thing I knew, those guy were walking in and found me. When they started playing with me I just went into my own little slut world. They fucked me better than the guys over the weekend did back home." He blushed deep red. "I really liked the way you took me."
"So, my nephew is a cock slut. Who'd have thought it?" The man seemed to be deep in thought. "How long have you been blowing guys? You're only sixteen. At least you're legal here and back home."
"I've been sucking off my friends for about four years. I found places I could meet guys to do them too. It's been a little about two years since I first got fucked and I love it."
"You didn't have any problem drinking Danny's piss either."
"A guy in an alley did that to me two years ago. I love that as much as sucking and getting fucked."
"Doing guys in alleys and parks?"
"And shopping malls, on the bus, and a few more places."
"The guys weren't too rough on you, were they? I didn't fuck you to hard?"
"God no. You guys were nice. It was hot, but I've been used a lot harder and some of the gang bangs I've been bitch for."
"Gang bangs? How many guys?"
"Not sure. I lost count. A hot black guy I met on a bus took me back to his apartment. After he fucked me he shared me with other guys in the building. It's happened a few times. I know it was over twenty-five guys."
"You really are one cock hungry slut." Owen watched his nephew carefully before reaching for his hand. "Come on."
Back out in the main room the guys were taking turns on the brown-haired twink, but not as enthusiastically as they had with his nephew. They noticed their friends return.
"Unless one of you guys want to use that bitch, strap him to the fuck machine and gag him or show him the door." Owen pulled Ritch against his side. "This little slut's horny and came a long way to wish me a happy birthday." He dropped onto a chair and pushed the blond to his knees. "Can't easily have you in the position I want while I'm standing. Now, wrap those hot lips around your uncle's cock. I've gotta piss before I fuck you again."
"Was hoping you'd let us have another turn at him." Turning towards the brown haired bitch, one of Owen's friends pointed to the door. "Sorry, slut. You're choice. Fuck machine and maybe some dick later or the door."
The other bottom boy dressed and headed for the door. "Let me know when I can come back. I still want you guys to breed me."
As his stream of piss died off, Owen intently watched his nephew. "Don't swallow the last of it. Hold it in your mouth and savor my flavor." He was met with the boy's eyes returning his gaze and received a nod. Lifting the light weight boy onto his lap, his lips clamped down kissing his nephew. His tongue forcing its way into the boy's mouth and sharing the last of his piss.
"Fuck... If that isn't a hot ass sight." Danny, the black stud who'd fucked him earlier stroked his cock to hardness again.
"Damn right it's hot." Owen pulled back, pushed his nephew to the floor and buried his growing cock in the boy's mouth. "Best little slut we've ever had in here. Got plenty more cum to fill you with. Have at him boys."
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"Happy Birthday, Uncle Owen."
The older man pulled his nephew tight against his chest as he spooned behind him in bed. "Thank you for making it the best one ever. I'm not going to say the sex wasn't out of this world, because it was, but being able to see you again after so long made me very happy."
"I don't care what Dad says or thinks. Please don't disappear from my life again. Now more than ever, you're the only one I can talk to about the slut I am."
"Don't worry, baby boy. I'm going to make sure I look after my favorite nephew. The rest of your new uncles want to be able to get to know you better, beyond just sex. But I'm sure they'll give you their dick any time you want it." He kissed the back of the blond's head. "Get some sleep. I want to spend tomorrow just with you. We have a lot of catching up to do."
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"I would have liked your uncle. Good thing age of consent is sixteen here and where you grew up, not that I would have let that stop me if you'd climbed onto my cock like all those others you took."
"Uncle Owen would have liked you too, Sir."
"Isn't his birthday coming up soon?"
"Yes, Sir. It would have been next Saturday."
"You got any way to get a hold of his buddies? The ones who fucked you that day or others like them?"
"I've still got Danny's number. I might have a few others, Sir. Why?"
"Text or call him tomorrow. See if you can set up having him and the others come over to remember your uncle's birthday with a gang bang in his memory."
Ritch held the muscular cop tight, his nose buried next to the armpit. He inhaled deeply several times. "Thank you, Sir. That will be a great way for me and his friends to remember my uncle."
To Be Continued
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