Are You Ready?
#3 of Uncle Porky
Part Three "Are You Ready?" "Hey," Max shouted at Grummel who was taking his time removing his clothes, "Take the clothes off, turn out the light and get your cock over here, I'm horny as hell!" The gator chuckled, "You know if you weren't I would be worried, I slipped you enough sexual enhancement drugs to keep your manhood up for a month." he pulled his dress pants down with his boxer briefs showing that his own dark grey member was already out of its slit and ready to go. He flicked the light switch and turned to his pig, "You..." * * *
"...Ready?" Harold held his massive form over Sam's on the bed, breaking a long, passionate kiss. "I-- I guess so..." he replied in a small voice. "Good." the larger pig rolled off the bed, almost taking the boy with him. The dresser in walk-in closet across from the bed was host to a plethora of toys and lubricants ranging from vibrators to butt plugs and simple K-Y jellies to a tub of Lard. He always had a laugh about the fat because he stole it from the cooks, who got mad about it when they needed to make cookies. Porky grabbed the warming K-Y and returned to the bed.
- * * The bed bounced and groaned in protest to the events taking place on its surface. Grummel continued to thrust his thick manhood into Max's vast, wanting rear, "Ah... You're a little--mmh--tight pig boy." "Damn th-- oh--that's good.... Yeah, m--ah-- Tank's the bi--biggest guy who's b-- been in me. That wa--was-- mmh-- five years ago." he let out a loud moan as his prostate gland was smashed into a number of times. "I bet--ooh--you want him in you now... oh yeah...don't ya?" "Well...ooh... not-- not with you-- in there. Would-- wouldn't mind... gah! yes... havin' someone in m--mmh--mouth though." Grummel gripped the pigs ass cheeks tighter as he began to thrust faster. They were both getting closer to climax. "Gah! Don't..." * * *
"Stop!" Sam shouted, his hole was lubed up, as was Porky's hard, uncut cock. He stopped, the head pressed at the younger pig's entrance. "What's wrong Sammy?" He lowered the pig's thick legs, to gain a view of his face over their large bellies. "I--I'm not sure about this anymore. Are you sure it won't hurt? I mean, you-- you're bigger than Tank." "Hey, don't worry, I'll take it slow. Just take a few deep breaths and I'll be inside in no time." Porky kissed the younger pig and started to gently push his member into the virgin hole. Every time he started pushing, Sam held his breath gripping the sheets in pain. His godfather's cock was a little more than five inches wide, and inch bigger than Tank. With his pubic fat covering two inches of his shaft it was roughly seven inches long, Tank's was seven without his pubic fat. It felt like it would go on forever, but at the same moment of thought Harold sighed, "There. Have you ever fingered yourself? You're the tightest person I've ever had to open!" "I guess it would've helped huh? It burns a little." His voice quivered in both pain and excitement. They smiled at each other warmly, "That's only natural. Are you..." * * *
"Ready to go again?" Grummle asked for the third time, hands resting behind his head in the end of the afterglow. There was no answer, Max began to eagerly kiss the yellow-green scales on the gator's chest. Moving down to his hard and defined abs. Following an imaginary treasure trail, taking the length of his hardened maleness into his hungry mouth. He began to clean the cum off of the gator's shaft. After all, his fat face was being pressed into the musky scented crotch. Grummle moaned, a bit of precum shooting down Max's throat as he worked the sensitive head lapping up all the fluids dribbling and spurting out.
- * * "Ahh..." This boy feels amazing, he's so warm. Porky moaned slowly, but strongly thrusting into Sam with a steady rhythm, sending ripples through their obese bodies. Sam was one who moaned loudly, as was becoming apparent as wave after wave of pleasure surged through his large rear end and body. The underside of his belly was sticky with his seed as another load was blown against the soft pink flesh for the third time within the last two hours. It didn't help that his paunch was stroking his painfully hard cock at the same rhythm as his prostate, or that he hadn't jacked off in the last two months. His godfather was getting closer to his second climaxing, his thrusting getting faster, moans getting louder and longer, He pushed himself into Sam's warm, tight hole as far as he could as he filled his godson with more of his hot seed. It oozed out of his entrance, and down his crack. Porky saw this and promptly ran his wide, hot toung over the trail, and into the younger pig's hole, running it over his insides, probing the recently opened pucker, sucking out his own seed as best he could. Sam moaned at this new pleasure, and came before it was over. "Oh... what di-- what did you just do?" "It's called rimming. Just one thing you can do with your toung." Porky smiled, "Wanna see what else you can do?" Sam nodded and watched as the larger pig lifted his paunch up, "Good lord, how many times did you cum boy? It's a mess down here." "Um... four or five times maybe? I wasn't counting, but you fucking me was the best thing I've ever felt." "Well I'm glad to hear that." * * *
"I'm hungry." Max grumbled getting off of Grummle's cock, cum slowly dripping from his large rear end. "Oh well I've got some nice gator meat right here." he said smiling, waving his maleness in his hand. "Cream filled too." "Aw you're cute but no. I want real food, and it's time for a midnight snack." "It's three in the morning! Are you going down to get fed or another cock up your ass?" Grummle asked putting his boxer briefs on with his pants. "Can it be both?" * * *
"The big one came through here at around two." The head chef, and the one speaking, was a heavily muscled white tiger. His arms barely fit in his sleeves and looked as though they would rip if he moved wrong. Max dug is snout into the tiger's large bulge as he placed their plates on the table before them, he playfully put his hand on the pig's head and held it there. "Mmm, so you said Tank came down?" the pig said, voice muffled by the clothed crotch he was licking. The chef let go and took a seat across from the pig and gator, who began to eat. "Oh yeah, gave me a nice long ride. My ass still hurts a little. My name's Michael by the way."