Ricky's Story Pt. 17

I was awakened by someone pushing me over onto my stomach in my bed and grabbing my legs and pushing them apart. Still half asleep, I felt the person climbing onto the foot of my bed.

Then Uncle Luke whispered into my ear, "I told you, bitch, I'd take you anytime I wanted."

Pushing my face into my pillow, he drove his hard cock into me.

I cried out and squirmed, trying to get away from him. But he was too strong and held me down while he pounded into me. I was moaning and crying into my pillow as he used me. Curious to me, I was getting very excited by Uncle Luke abusing me. My cock was rock hard and I knew I was going to cum.

Before I could do anything more, he drove into me and shot his load, filling me with more of his warm cum. After a few seconds, he pulled his cock out of me and rising, gave my ass a hard slap.

"Rise and shine, bitch," he said as he walked toward the bathroom.

I lay there, hearing him whistle as he washed up. Slowly I climbed out of bed and walked to the bathroom. After using the toilet, I stepped into the shower, the hot water feeling good on my abused body.

Uncle Luke came in, dressed in jeans and a tight tee shirt, and watched me.

"Yeah," he said, "You are a pretty hot little slut. I can't wait to have that ass again." And he walked off whistling.

I finished and got dressed. I checked my phone and had a text from Zach.

"Hi. I really need to see you today," he sent.

Smiling, I sent back, "We'll make it work. I miss you."

I went down to have breakfast. The adults were all heading to the door. When I asked where they were going, father said, "We're taking Uncle Luke over to visit Mr. and Mrs. Vander. We'll be back after lunch sometime."

Uncle Luke looked at me and gave me a sneer. "I'll see you later Ricky," and gave me a wink.

As soon as they shut the door, I grabbed my phone and sent a text to Zach, "I'm home alone all morning. Want to come over?"

Soon I got a text back. "Damn. I'm tied up with family all morning. And I need to see you, bad."

"Understand," I sent back, "We'll get together later."

Damn, what now? I haven't seen Mr. Clark for a while, perhaps...

"Hi." I sent a text to Mr. Clark.

I quickly got a reply. "Hey, I've missed you."

I sent another text, "Can I come over? Please."

Another quick reply, "Sure."

I hurried out the side door and walked the short distance between the two houses. As I walked up to his door, it opened and he stood there in his usual sweatpants and tee shirt. I walked past him into the house, a big smile on my face. As I did, he grabbed my arm, spun me around, and pulled me against him. His lips met mine, I opened my mouth to welcome his tongue. As we kissed, he reached down and squeezed my ass.

"I've missed that hot little ass of yours, Ricky," he said to me.

"This morning," I answered, "You can have all of it you want."

"Take your clothes off," he commanded.

So standing in the middle of his kitchen, I stripped off my clothes. Once I was naked, he pulled me back for another kiss and let his hands wander over my body.

We stopped when we heard a knock on the door. Mr. Clark smiled at me and said, "Perfect. I have a nice surprise for you. Answer the door."

I walked over to the door, my hard cock swaying in front of me. I opened the door and there was Billy. He squealed when he saw me and rushed in, grabbing me. We didn't say a word, we just hugged each other and kissed deeply.

The door opened, and a strong voice said, "Knock, knock."

We looked over and in walked Mr. Black. He saw us and smiled big.

"Well, it looks like we're going to have a party," he said.

"Yeah," Mr. Clark said, "Let's get it started." He took me by the hand and led me into the living room, Billy and Mr. Black following.

The men sat on a couple of easy chairs while Billy and I stood before them, our arms around each other.

Mr. Clark looked at me and said, "Ricky, take Billy's clothes off of him."

I turned to Billy and smiling, lifted his shirt. Billy put his arms up to allow me to take the shirt off. But I didn't. I held it up high and kissed around his neck and shoulders while his arms were trapped up. He was giggling and moaning. I leaned down and lightly bit one of his nipples.

After pulling his shirt off and tossing it aside, I unfastened his jeans. But I didn't take them off, I just pushed my hand inside from the waist down and grabbed his four-inch cock, squeezing it.

All the while we were doing this, Mr. Black had his cock out of his pants and was stroking it. Mr. Clark had his phone and was taking photos.

I pushed Billy's jeans and underwear down and helped him step out of them, being sure to bend over to give the men a good look at my ass. Billy and I then held each other while giving a long, passionate kiss.

"On the floor, boys," Mr. Clark ordered. "Let's see how you like to do each other."

Billy and I got on the floor in our classic sixty-nine position, me on top straddling his face and me leaning down and taking Billy's cock in my mouth. As Billy sucked me, I sucked him. And Mr. Clark was sure to take a lot of photos with his phone.

"Don't you dare cum," Mr. Clark said to us, "Either one of you. No cumming until I tell you to."

"Oh no," Billy moaned, "I want to cum. Stop Ricky, please."

So I pulled up away from Billy since I was about to cum also. I looked over at the men. Mr. Black had his cock out of his pants and was stroking it. Mr. Clark had one hand inside his sweatpants, probably stroking his cock too.

I looked at Billy and smiled. We crawled over to the men, with me going to Mr. Black and Billy to Mr. Clark. I pushed Mr. Black's hand away from his cock and leaned over and took it in my mouth. After sucking on it for a few minutes, I pulled back and unfastened his pants. As I started to pull them down, he raised up to help out and I got them off and tossed them aside.

I pushed his large, meaty thighs apart and moved back in, leaning in and taking his entire cock into my mouth, feeling it push into my throat. I felt his hand on the top of my head, encouraging me. I sucked up and down his cock, my hands still on his thighs. His large belly kept bumping into my forehead as I sucked on his cock.

I stopped and looked up at him. I asked, "Do you want to fuck me?"

He smiled at me and said, "Yeah." Looking over at Mr. Clark, he said, "I'm taking this slut to the bedroom."

I stood and took his hand and led him to the bedroom. I climbed on the bed with Mr. Black doing the same behind me. My face was on the pillow and was on my knees with my ass sticking up. I felt his hands running over my ass cheeks and pulling them apart, his thumb running over my pucker.

"Such a beautiful boy pussy," he said. Then his mouth was pressed against my crack and his tongue pushed into me. I mewled and gasped as his tongue continued to push in and out of me.

I couldn't take it anymore. I was so horny and wanted to be fucked so bad, I begged him, "Please. Please, Mr. Black, please fuck me. Fuck me."

He rose and holding my hips, rammed his cock into me causing me to cry out. "Oh yes. Oh, oh. Yes, fuck me," I yelled at him.

He slammed into me, his ample belly slapping against my ass, his cock pounding into me. I cried out and shot my cum onto the bed, my ass spasming against his cock sliding into me.

"Yeah, slut," he said to me as he pounded into me, "Cum for me, bitch."

Then he shoved hard into me, his cock pulsed with his cum flooding into me, his belly hanging over my ass. When he pulled out and released me, I collapsed onto the bed, on my back, holding my arms up to him. He came down into my arms and I pressed my lips to his, shoving my tongue into his mouth.

I was holding him, my arms around him but unable to completely go around his large body. I snuggled my face against his neck, feeling his hands running over my body.

We heard Billy crying out, knowing he was probably having his orgasm and what they were doing. I smiled at Mr. Black and kissed him again while he fondled my ass.

"Let's go back to the living room," he said, getting out of bed. He reached down and took my hand, leading me back to the other room. Walking in, I saw Mr. Clark sitting on the sofa, Billy on his lap facing him, and looking down, seeing Mr. Clark's cock buried in Billy's ass. Billy had his head lying on Mr. Clark's shoulder.

Mr. Black led me over to the sofa, sitting down beside Mr. Clark and pulling me onto his lap. I sat, his large belly taking up most of his lap with me mostly sitting across his thick thighs. I laid my head on his shoulder, looking at Billy.

"We have a couple of contented boys here," Mr. Clark said to Mr. Black.

"Yeah," Mr. Black said, "Just give them a good fucking and they are happy."

I reached up and gave Mr. Black a quick kiss and said, "That is true, that is all it takes."

"I think I have to go," I told them. Reluctantly climbing off of Mr. Black's lap, I leaned over and gave Billy a light kiss. Slowly he climbed off of Mr. Clark's cock and Mr. Clark placed him over on Mr. Black's lap.

"Hold on to this one, Jim," he said to Mr. Black, "I'll be back in a few minutes."

I walked out to the kitchen and got dressed. Mr. Clark came in, also dressed in his sweats and tee shirt. "I'll walk you outside," he said to me.

As we walked out, my parents pulled up in their car and got out along with Uncle Luke. We walked over and they introduced Mr. Clark to Uncle Luke.

Mr. Clark handed me a twenty-dollar bill and said, "Thanks for your help today, Ricky."

My father said that was too much money, but Mr. Clark said, "Oh, no. He earned it today. Really helped take care of me today."

I blushed and looked at Uncle Luke, he had a knowing smile on his face, knowing what Mr. Clark was talking about.

Mr. Clark went back to his house and we went inside ours to start dinner. I went upstairs to clean up and change.

Uncle Luke walked into my room while I had on only my thong underwear and grabbed me.

"So, you really are a whore," he said to me. "Did you earn your money today?"

He reached down and unfastened his pants with one hand and pushed me down. I went to my knees in front of him as he pushed his pants and underwear down and grabbed my head. Pulling my face to his crotch, he shoved his cock into my mouth. Holding my head, he began to thrust back and forth, fucking my mouth as my hands beat against his thighs. After a while, he shoved his cock into my throat and shot a big load.

He shoved me back, and I fell onto the floor, lying there looking up at him as he pulled his pants back up and turned to leave. Looking back at me, he said, "You'd better get dressed or you'll be late for dinner."

The rest of the evening was a normal one until it was time to go to bed.

(To be continued)