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Subject: Cousin Clint, authoritarian/incest This story is completely fictional and any similarity with real life is accidental and unintentional. It is a complete fantasy–the type that turns me on. Anyone that is reading this knows Nifty is a wonderful resource that has brought its readers a lot joy, and orgasms, so, anyone that is able and willing should consider donating to ensure that this resource stays available for us to enjoy, and jerk off to. Cousin Clint By AEC My cock was hard and leaking in my tight white underwear. They were the only thing I was wearing. If everything had gone correctly my cousin Clint was on his way to my house. He release from prison was today. It had been two years since I had seen him. Two years since the family had abandoned him as a lost cause and written him off when he was sentenced. But I hadn’t. I was always his biggest supporter. His best… well friend wasn’t quite right, I was his bitch. That made my thin five inch cut cock jump in my underwear. I had been since we were young. I’ll never forget the first time he made me suck his cock when he was thirteen and I was eleven. Or the first time he stuck his cock up my ass about a month later. Or the first time he made me suck off his friends. Or ride their cocks. I had spent years as his bitch. Serving him in anyway he demanded. His last command before he went to prison was that I was to remain completely untouched while he was away. And I did it. I hadn’t had sex, of any type, since he had been arrested and charged. He was coming home today. I was waiting for him in the living room of my izmit escort house. His house really, everything I had belong to him really. I heard a truck pull up outside and the engine cut off followed by doors slamming. I had been instructed to wait–like I was, in my underwear–in the living room. He had a friend picking him up and they would want a ride as soon as they arrived. The front door was flung open and in walked Clint. He was talk and muscled. Still lanky in that trashy drugy way he had always been. There were new tattoos on his arms. Hair was short and messy. My cock spurted out a dollop of precum. The man that followed him in the was younger. Younger than me even. He looked twenty as most. He was stuck thin and looked strung out with long greasy hair hanging down to a dirty wife beater. “Told you my bitch would be waiting,” Clint said and slapped the druggy young guy on the back. They took a few more steps in and slammed the door. Clint unbuttoned his pants and lowered his zipper, “I need to piss bitch,” he said pulling out his long flaccid dick. A bit of drool ran out of the corner of my mouth as I dropped from the chair and crawled to my cousin. My eyes never leaving his thick long hanging cock. I crawled right up to him, face only an inch or so from the tip of his dangling cock. His musty manly smell hitting me hard and causing me to moan in need. “Open bitch,” he instructed and I obeyed. My eyes only leaving his for a second as I glanced over at the string out young guy. My cousin placed his dick head on my tongue and started spraying rancid man piss into my mouth. izmit otele gelen escort It had been years since I tasted his funky, strong, potent man piss and it caused me to cum in my underwear. Clint started laughing as I gulped down his piss and writhed in pleasure. “Needy little faggot,” the other guy laughed. “He’ll make us lots of money.” I stole a glance at him and saw he had his hand stuffed down the front of his dirty track pants and was tugging on his cock. A cocked that looked just as big as my cousins nine inches. Clint stopped pissing and pulled his dick out shaking off the last few drops and slapping my face. “He’s always been a cock hungry little faggot. Not surprising given how little his dick is. More of an over grown clit really,” he dropped his pants fully displaying his manhood. Massive dick semi hard now hanging over his huge hairy bull balls. “Underwear off bitch. Show my boy what you got.” I flopped onto my ass and pushed down my underwear. Lifting up and kicking them off. My little, thin, five inches still hard and coated in my cooling cum. I presented on my knees hands behind my head like he had taught me when I was thirteen and he had started sharing me with his friends. The druggy guy stepped up to me and pushed down his track pants, he wasn’t wearing underwear, and his hard cock popped out and slapped my face. His musk was just as strong as Clint’s. Maybe a little sour but made my little dick throb. He slapped my face with his cock. Smirking down at me with yellow and chipped teeth. “Open up bitch boy,” I obeyed gölcük escort and he shoved his fat cock down my throat. I gaged not having taken a cock down my throat in years. He grabbed my hair and started pounding my face. His hairy sweaty nuts bouncing off my chin. “Gag on it homo.” Clint grabbed my hips and jerked my ass back. He spread my cheeks and spit on my hole before ramming two fingers but my ass. “Nice and tight,” he said and slapped my ass. It stung and I knew I’d have a bruise from the blow. Clint had always been aggressive and I always wore his marks with pride. He was a real man. “I missed this ass,” he pulled out his fingers and plunged his cock in. I would have screamed had his druggy friend’s cock not been balls deep down my throat. “Did my little cuz miss my cock? Didn’t have anyone to ram your little faggy ass the entire time I was locked up. Good little bitch didn’t take any cock the entire time did you?” He jerked my head off his friends cock and I moaned out a `no,’ before he pushed me back down on the cock in front of me. Slapping my ass again he laughed and said, “This bitch has obeyed my every word since we were kids. I used to make major bucks pimping his holes out to the guys in high school. Now we are gonna do it again cuz. Guys will pay some good money for a whore like you. You might not like everything they do to you but as long as they pay you don’t have a choice.” I came again. My ass clenching around him which caused him to go off. He slammed in deep and fired off shot after shot in me. Seeing his buddy coming must have pushed the druggy face fucking me over the edge as well. He pulled out and covered my face in a massive load. He started slapping me again. “Good bitch.” The End Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed it. You can send in thoughts or comments to hoo I love hearer from readers.

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