Getting Uncle Jack Off

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

               Story by Frank Decatur  

 Art by Michael Kirwan  

Originally published in Badpuppy magazine - October, 2004

  

 

His dad's old buddy and co-worker,

invites Frankie and a friend to Florida...  

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He wasn't really my uncle. He was a friend of the family and had worked with my dad at one time and then he had retired and moved to Florida. I hadn't seen him for years.

 

Then one time I was in a chatroom at badpuppy.com and he came online... as unclejackfla.com. Just on a hunch, I asked him if he was Jack Politano from New Jersey and he said yes he was.

 

"And I'm Frankie, Lou Pesto's son," I said.

 

"And you're gay?" I typed.

 

"Sure am, kid," he replied. "I left the wife and kid when I finally admitted I was, and moved to Florida. Been here ever since. Don't tell your old man about me, okay?"

 

Anyway, we began chatting after that and he seemed really nice. After a few days he suggested maybe I'd like to come to Florida for a visit. I had never been. I told him I had a boyfriend and he said to bring him along, too.

 

"You let me know when and I'll send you a ticket ... you and your boyfriend," he said.

 

"Your dad was very good to me when I worked for him and this will be sort of a payback," he said.

 

So, one night I'm in bed with David, my blond, blue-eyed, eighteen-year-old boyfriend, and he's sucking my dick and I'm getting his asshole all ready for my ten inches and I say to him, "How'd you like to go to Florida for a week?"

 

"You kidding?" he asked (which came out like "oooo kiiing?" 'cause he had my dick in his mouth.) "We ain't got no money to go to Florida, Frankie."

 

So I told him about Uncle Jack and his offer.

 

"Yeah?" he took his mouth off my prick. "You say this dude's a friend of your old man? Maybe he has somethin' in mind besides just bein' nice to ya."

 

"C'mon, Davie, the guy's old ... He's even older than my dad! And he'd never..."

 

At that moment he shoved a finger up my ass and I didn't finish the sentence.

 

But guess what? Two weeks later, me and Davie are landing at Ft. Lauderdale airport and there's Uncle Jack waiting for us with a big grin on his face. He'd gotten pretty old but I still recognized him immediately.

 

He drove us to his place in his brand-new Mercedes. Man, what a fuckin' car! I'd never been in a car like that before and was really impressed. I was even more impressed when we pull into the driveway of this big fuckin' mansion right on the beach.

 

Frank (he said to drop the "Uncle" crap ... made him feel old) showed us to our room which was as big as our house in Jersey, and told us to relax, go for a swim in the pool, or down to the beach. ("Be sure to put on a lot of sunscreen; you boys are pretty pale," he advised.) Were we hungry? He'd have his housekeeper fix us a sandwich. We were too excited to eat so we opted for a walk on the beach instead.

 

After we'd swum in the warm ocean, splashing around like dolphins, and then dipped in the pool and then taken a shower, we both collapsed in our big, king-sized bed and took a nap. "Man, this is fuckin ' paradise," Davie said as he drifted off.

 

A light knock on our door, hours later and Jack told us dinner would be ready in about a half hour.

 

We put on shorts and sandals and T-shirts and went downstairs for dinner.

 

There were lighted candles everywhere and soft music ... that real classical kind ... playing and the table was all set for four.

 

"Have a seat, boys, Vlad will call us when the foods on the table," Jack said.

 

"Who's Vlad?" I asked.

"He's my cook and housekeeper. You'll meet him in a minute. You boys want a drink?"

 

Would we? Yeah! I asked for a scotch and soda and Davie wanted vodka and orange juice and Frank mixed them at this fancy corner bar in the Florida room.

 

So, Jack asks me and Davie about our families and school (we had both graduated, me a year earlier than Davie), and I was going to go into New York to Hunter College in the fall. Jack mixed us both another drink. We'd gulped the other ones. I guess we were dehydrated from the sun, and by the time we heard this heavy accented voice teil us dinner "vas" served, we were both feeling a little high.

 

"This is Vlad," Jack says, introducing this fuckin' huge dude to us. He's about forty or so, all hairy and muscled and with a big mustache and he's shirtless and wearing an apron over his shorts ... the only thing he has on. Vlad smiles and almost breaks our hands when we shake with him.

 

Dinner was fantastic ... some kind of fancy chicken "Kiev," Jack says ... and roasted potatoes and salad and wine ... lots of wine. Davie and me have about four glasses each, I think. We were getting pretty slogged by that time.

 

After dinner, we go into this huge living room with a big stone fireplace and windows looking out over the moonlit pool with the beach beyond. Vlad brings us some big round snifters of brandy ... "VSOP" Jack says. It coulda' been *piss* for all I knew about that stuft.

 

So we're listening to music and bullshitting and Davie is getting really cozy and lies down and puts his head in my lap and I'm playin' with his hair and he's rubbing his head slowly across my lap and I feel my dick getting hard.

 

Then Davie reaches up through the leg in my shorts and grabs my cock.

 

"Later, man," I whisper.

 

"Hey, don't mind me, fellas. I enjoy watching you young studs having a good time . Go ahead and do whatever ...," Jack says.

 

What the fuck? I think. I'm getting really horny and I'm sorta pissy drunk by then, so I let Davie put his hand back and then I lie back on the couch and he fishes my big cock out of my shorts and starts suckin' on it. I glance over at Jack, who's sitting opposite us, and he's rubbin' his crotch over what looks like a fuckin' giant salami. I close my eyes for a minute, enjoying Davie slurping my now-rigid monster and then I peek over at Jack and he's fished this huge, veined monster cock out of his shorts and is slowing jackin' himself and he looks mesmerized, watching Davie. What was that I said about his being old? Whatever ... that huge dick was sure working like a young one.

 

Jack gets up and comes over to us, sits down and unzips David's fly and pulls his shorts down to the floor. David's big dick is stiff as a pole, and the next thing I know, Jack is going down on him!

 

You know that saying, "Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker?" Well, things begin to happen pretty quickly.

 

"Zuck my deek, boy," I hear behind me and I look up and there's Vlad, bare-ass naked with his big, foreskin-covered cock resting on my shoulder. I reach up and give it a couple of yanks and he moves over so I can get at it with my mouth. I lick a long string of opalescent drool from the end of it and taste the saltiness and he pulls back the foreskin and I start licking the glistening head of his cock and he starts feeding it to me slowly until he has about six inches down to my tonsils and I'm gobbling it up while Davie is sucking me and working his finger into my ass. Jack is slurping and drooling over Davie's cock, going all the way down on him, and seeing that I'm starting to get really fuckin' hot and feel like I'm going to nut any second, I push Davie's mouth off my dick.

 

Vlad reaches down under my armpits and turns me over like I'm a rag doll so I'm lying face-down.

 

"Eat da boy's fockin' azzhole, Jackie!" Vlad commands and Jack dives into my butt, spreading the cheeks with both hands and begins tongue-fucking me. I can feel the spit dribbling down and wetting my balls which Jack pulls up between my legs and then he begins sucking on them, then licking from my balls up to my asshole.

 

Vlad comes around to the front of the couch, turns David around with his ass in the air and starts eating serious ass while David is now taking turns on my cock with Jack.

 

"Arrrgh!" David moans, which means that Vlad has impaled him with his huge Russian cock and when he starts pounding Davie's boy pussy it makes his head go up and down on my dick.

 

"Let's get down on the floor," Uncle Jack suggests. "Frankie, you get on your knees and, Vlad, you fuck him. David, you fuck Vlad and I'm gonna fuck you."

 

What the fuck?

 

Oh, well, I get on my knees and Vlad spits a huge gob into my asshole, rubs it around with his finger and then begins working his huge prick up my ass. Davie's behind Vlad ... sort of like an ant fucking an elephant ... but Vlad grunts when David's sizeable schlong penetrates his big Russian ass. Then Jack gets his blue-veined ass-plunderer up Davie's hole and there we are ... like a train in motion, everybody slamming away and Vlad jerking my cock while he's pounding away at my ravaged hole.

 

"Oh, fok! I am goink to cum!" Vlad shouts and he pulls his dick out of my ass and I feel shot after shot of hot cum splattering all over my back and ass and into my hair and I hear moans as the other two begin getting ready to shoot. Vlad turns me over on the floor and they all stand up in a circle and everyone's jerkin' and I'm lying there jackin' my own dick and watching their fists moving.

 

"Come on, shoot those fuckin' wads!" I growl, driving them on.

 

"Shoot that jizz, you fuckers! Shoot that hot fuckin' cum on me ... *I want it!*" And then a geyser of cum shoots out of Davie's dick hole and splats right into my face. I lick up the goo around my mouth and then Jack unloads onto my belly. Vlad gets down on his knees and starts lapping the cum oft my belly and up to my neck and then my face and then he puts his mouth over mine and spits the load into my mouth!

 

What the fuck?

 

I let it dribble out of my mouth and that's all it takes for me to start nutting and Jack quickly takes my cock into his mouth and I shoot my load down his throat ... And then we all start laughing and they fall down on the floor and there we are ... fucked flat!

 

After a while, Uncle Jack starts chuckling to himself.

 

"What's so funny?" I ask.

 

"Weil, I remember a stupid joke from when I was about your age," he says. "What's that?" David asks.

 

"It goes like this: If your Uncle Jack was up on a roof, and the ladder fell down and he couldn't get off the roof, would you help your Uncle Jack off?"

 

"Dot's really stoopid!" Vlad says.

 

"Well, you all helped Uncle Jack Off!" Jack says. "And I hope we'll all help each other get off in the next seven days. I haven't had this much fun since Frankie's dad and me ... Never mind."

 

"Since my dad and you? You fuckin' kiddin' me?"

 

"You know how young guys like you are," Jack says. "Guys your age will fuck anything ... even mud. Or even another guy. Your dad and I were young."

 

"What the fuck?" I mutter and thinking about Jack and my old man is starting to make me horny again.

 

"Let's help Uncle Jack Off!" Davie shouts and we all pile onto him and we're rolling around and laughing and grabbing ass and cock and getting excited again.

 

You know how it goes, right?

 

THE     END

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