That’s when Jerry–the real Jerry–came back into the living room, sat down beside me on the sofa, and gently wiped down my penis and my scrotum with the warm, wet damp washcloth that he had in this hand.
“Would you like to do mine too, before we get started again?” Jerry asked.
“Sure,” I said, taking the washcloth from him to clean him up, like he had just finished doing to me. And while I was cleaning him, I noticed that his penis was starting to stiffen up again.
At this point, the “Jerry” on the TV screen has already moved in behind Jake, and was steadily pressing the tip of of his saliva-lubricated dick-head against Jake’s tight butt-hole muscles, until they finally gave way, to allow Jerry’s wide penis to slowly slide all the way up into Jake’s rectum.
“Would you like me to do that to you right now?” Jerry asked me enthusiastically. “‘Cuz if you want me to butt-fuck you, I’ll be more than happy to do it. I haven’t butt-fucked a guy ever since I fucked Jake that day in that video you’re watchin’ right now.”
“No, Jerry, I really don’t want you to butt-fuck me right now. Tell ya what? Why don’t we just play with each other, and then rub our dickheads together a little bit, until we both cum again. Would that be okay with you?
“Only if we forget about the ‘playing with each other’ part. I just want us to go ahead and frot ’til we cum. And we can’t do that sittin’ on a couch, side-by-side,” Jerry said, stating the obvious, as he stood up in front of the sofa, and then motioned for me to stand up, facing him.
So I got up from the couch and moved over to stand in front of Jerry, just like he was wanting me to do. I wasn’t going to argue with him over the ‘playing with each other’ part. I was more than happy at this point to let Jerry take the lead and be “in control” for a little while (I knew that guys tend to like that during sex–even during sex with other guys). And I figured that was the least I could I could to do, considering the fact that I had just refused his “offer” to butt-fuck me.
Then Jerry grabbed hold of his dick-shaft, and waived his dick from side-to-side, as he said, “Come on, Carl. Let’s knock some dickheads together. It’s been way too long since I’ve done this.”
And before I knew it, I was playfully beating and rubbing my dickhead against Jerry’s, doing some juvenile “sword fighting”, with each of us controlling the movements of our own dicks. And naturally, it didn’t take long for our playful “sword fighting” to turn into serious mutual masturbation.
Then I heard an all-too-familiar, little-girl-sounding voice chime in on the TV speakers from somewhere out of camera range, “Oh look, everyone. Daddy’s sprung a leak!”
Hearing Sally’s little girl-sounding voice made me look over at the large TV screen. And of course, Jerry’s attention abruptly shifted to the TV screen, as well.
This off-hand remark by the “Sally” on TV was followed by some very infectious giggling off-camera, which began to spread to the two on-camera participants. The camera was bouncing around at this point, which only proved to me that Sally was definitely the camera person who was shooting this particular scene between her dad and her Uncle Jerry.
The camera quickly zoomed in for an extreme close-up shot of Jake’s dick. Sally was intentionally showing all the semen that just kept leaking from the tip of Jake’s mildly-throbbing penis in long gooey streamers, and falling onto the bed below him, as he was obviously experiencing an on-going string of “sissygasms” (a.k.a. spontaneous, hands-off, prostate-induced ejaculations).
Eventually the camera zoomed back out to show that Jerry was still relentlessly pounding away at Jake’s butt-hole. And of course, Jake’s seminal fluid just kept leaking all over the place, while he was getting royally butt-fucked by his younger brother.
As soon as Jerry had finished unloading his wad inside of Jake’s rectum, he quickly pulled his huge “butt-plug of a penis” out of Jake’s “pretend-vagina”. And it actually make a noticeable popping noise, just like a cork that had been yanked out of the neck of a giant wine bottle.
Jake just stayed in that down-on-all-fours, doggie-style position, as the camera zoomed in on his now-gaping anus. Jerry’s massive wad of thick white sperm was slowly oozing out of Jake’s stretched-open anal cavity, and running down the back side of his scrotum, to finally join and mix with some of the various tiny puddles and streamers of Jake’s own freshly-ejaculated seminal fluid on the sheets, directly underneath his hips.
“Come frot with me, God damn it! I’m just about to cum!” the real Jerry warned me.
“Okay. Here ya go,” I said, turning back to face him, and then holding the tip of my dickhead pressed firmly up against the tip of his. “My dick’s all yours, Buddy.”
Jerry was very careful to keep the tip of his dickhead pressed up against mine, while he quickly hand-pumped his shaft to bring himself over the top (orgasm-wise), at which point he gladly gave my dickhead a liberal coating of his sperm.
After Jerry finally caught his breath, he said to me, “Okay, Carl. It’s your turn now.”
Jerry grabbed the tip of his dickhead with one hand on each side, pulled his large piss-hole slit far apart, and then held it that way to form what looked like a gaping elliptical hole. “Go ahead, Carl. I want you to fuck my dick.”
“What do you mean “fuck your dick”?
“I mean exactly what I said. I want you to stick the tip of your dick inside mine, and squirt you sperm down into my dick. Don’t worry. You won’t hurt me. Jake and I used to do this all the time, back when we were growin’ up.”
I carefully maneuvered my penis to insert the very tip of it–my entire piss-hole slit–down inside of Jerry’s wide, held-open urethra.
“Oh shit yeah, Carl! That’s fuckin’ neat as hell! How’s it feel to be fuckin’ my damn dick?” Jerry asked.
“God damn it, Jerry! This has to be one of the weirdest things that I’ve ever done in my entire life! I can’t believe we’re actually doin’ this right now!”
“Well, believe it, Carl. ‘Cuz we are. Now why don’t you go ahead and cum inside Uncle Jerry’s little ‘dick-pussy’? I know you want to. It looks like your dickhead’s about to explode right now. Come on, Carl. Fuck the shit out of my little ‘dick-pussy’.”
“Oh shit! You’re makin’ me cum!” I announced excitedly, and immediately began to spontaneously orgasm, without even hand-pumping my shaft at all. The next sound out of my mouth was a prolonged, guttural “ahhhhhh” sound, which was immediately followed by an extraordinarily intense feeling of tension-release and sexual satisfaction.
“Oh fuck, yes! That’s it, Carl!” Jerry said, as he felt that first strong spurt of sperm force its way down his urethral tube, towards his balls. “Oh shit! Fuck me good, Carl! I deserve it for being such as bad boy, and fucking your wife’s brains out. Give me all your fuckin’ sexy sperm, you wonderful man, you!”
The tip of my ejaculating dickhead just kept on rhythmically pulsating away down inside Jerry’s wide-open piss-hole, until the sperm was leaking out all the place.
“God damn it! God damn it! That was fucking incredible!” was all I could say to Jerry, after coming back down from my orgasmic roller coaster ride.
“You fuckin’ got that right!” Carl quickly agreed with me. “Now go ahead and pull your dick out, and watch all your sperm come out of my dick.”
I couldn’t stop staring at Jerry’s dick, as he intentionally squeezed up and down the length of his short, fat shaft, to milk my sperm out of the tip of his huge dick-head.
“Well, Boss, are we good now?” Jerry asked.
“Yeah, we’re good,” I replied, “At least, until tonight.”
“What do you mean by ‘until tonight’? Jerry asked, with a deep furrow in his brow.
“I want you to drop by Sally’s and my hotel room tonight. Here’s the address,” I said, quickly scrawling the hotel’s info and our room number down on a sticky note, and then passing the little note to Jerry. “I don’t want you to call, or anything. Just show up at our hotel room door at exactly 8:00 PM. Not one minute before that. Okay? Can you do that for me, Jerry?”
“Sure, Carl,” Jerry said to me, as he was playfully finger-rubbing some of his sperm all over the head of my dick. “But what exactly do you have in mind?”
“I want you to fuck Sally again. But this time, I want you to do it in front of me, instead of behind my back. But you’ve got to promise me first that you won’t mention a word to Sally about her being pregnant, because she doesn’t know that I found out that she’s pregnant. Do I have your word on it?”
“Yes. I promise I won’t bring up the pregnancy thing while I’m in the hotel room, or anywhere around Sally,” Jerry agreed, and then said to me, “When you said you wanted me to ‘fuck Sally again,’ you mean tonight, in your hotel room, right?”
“Of course, that’s what I mean.”
“With you there, watching us, right?”
“That’s the idea.”
“Will you be fucking her first, before I do?”
“No. I’m not gonna fuck Sally at all tonight. You are. I’m gonna sit in the chair by the bed, and quietly jack myself off, like a good little boy, while I watch you fuck my wife with that beer-can dick of yours. I don’t know why, but that cuckold kind of crap really turns me on like you wouldn’t believe.”
By the way, I had just told Jerry a little white lie about me not fucking Sally at all tonight. I fully intended to fuck her, but only after any “invited guests” had left our hotel room.
“Now, there’s one other thing, Jerry. You’ve also gotta promise me that in the future you’ll only have sex with Sally when I’m in the same room with you, and watching you guys ‘do it’. No more of that behind-my-back crap. I’m now an integral part of your long-time affair with my wife, whether you like it or not. And during sex, your main goal from now on is gonna be to please me, and not necessarily Sally. So if I ask you to jack off in front of me, while I’m busy fucking Sally, you’ll do just that, without balking. Or anything else that I ask you to do. Do you understand that?”
“Yes, sir. Loud and clear,” Jerry piped back, in a sarcastic soldier-ish type of voice.
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