Burt’s Son: Reblog Version

This is a story about me and my best friend Burt, and his son, a kid named Ryan, who’s an asshole.

I realize it’s long. That’s intentional. It’s meant to be savored: like a big dick, a great ass or a mind-blowing night of sex.

So, if you want to reblog - you can use this post, which embeds each part, below. (Otherwise just scroll down for the whole thing.)

Only reblog if you want to. Or, you know - whatever - just go watch a thirty-second video and beat off.

Part One

Part Two

Listen fuckers, here’s the deal. This story, previously posted as Uncle Stank (a title I happen to love - not sure why I changed it) is now up on Nifty under the Title: Uncle, Grunge and Love.

Link here: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/uncle-grunge-and-love

Oh - I know why I changed the fucking title - I’m a hopeless fucking romantic, that’s why. (Now, suck my balls.)

This is your ONE warning: it will get increasingly dark and dirty after this installment. If you can’t handle that, don’t fucking read it. If you do read it and don’t like it? Don’t whine to me.

If you DO like it - hit me up and keep an eye on Nifty. I will be adding sections regularly, but probably NOT announcing them here because … well, see above.

All that said, it’s nice to be posting again and really nice to be long-forming again.

I got ninety pages so far, so there’s lots to hear about from these two very horny dudes. Enjoy.

Now - fuck off.

Bad Dad Uncle, Grunge and Love

When I came home from the gym I found my Uncle lying on the pull-out futon, wearing nothing but a pair of tight shorts and dirty socks. One arm was up over his head, showing his pit – the other was looking at his phone – at least I thought it was his phone. It looked like my phone.

“Dude - what the fuck?” I asked, though I immediately wondered why. Uncle Jay had been working out big time and he was stacked. His thighs were his best feature – big thick chunks of hairy man-meat – but his chest was filling out, too, his abs were countable, and his guns were loaded. His upper body was covered with a light dusting of hair – just enough to be able to see it, but not so much that you got lost in it – or that it covered the definition he’d been working so hard to achieve.

It was a lot to look at and I loved looking at it – so I wondered why I got uptight that he was nearly naked.

“Oh, hey, Stewie,” my uncle said. “S'up?”

“Put some clothes on, man,” I said, weakly, but then kicked myself inside. Shit! In my jack-fantasies we were hanging out just like this – barely clothed - getting off on our junk and our stank. So, why was I complaining now?

“Naw - you gay dudes like eye-candy, and I been killin’ it at the gym.”

“I’m just sayin’ - if you’re gonna crash here -”

“Yo - this Tumblr feed of yours is freaky - you into feet, Stewie?”

“BRO! Is that my phone?” I asked, rummaging in my gym bag – then lunging to grab at it - but he swung over on the other side of the bed, strong-arming me. Uncle Jay had really been putting on the muscle. He had me in strength and size.

“You’re into some freaky shit, Stewart,” he said, thumbing through my profile.

“How the fuck -”

“Dude – you left it here - and you got your passwords taped to your desk!” He was laughing now, enjoying himself.

“MOTHERFUCKER!”

I tried.

Again.

Misinformation is also a virus and our country is just as infected with it as it is with COVID-19.

Bunk thinks he is perfectly innocent publicly posting his bad information. That he is not harming anyone. But he has influence over his loved ones and his friends and maybe even strangers that see his nonsense.

He is a potential superspreader of misinformation.

And that is dangerous.

https://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/coronavirus/in-depth/coronavirus-vaccine/art-20484859

https://www.nejm.org/doi/full/10.1056/nejmoa2035389

https://www.cdc.gov/mmwr/volumes/69/wr/mm6950e2.htm

So my birthday was in September and as a gift I wrote 34 microfiction stories that are available on my patreon. But I figured it would be fun to post a few of them for the wider world to see. Enjoy! And if you like them, you can always check out the other 30 micro stories on the patreon—which is coming close to a catalog of 100 (full length) stories!—starting at 3$/month.

1.

Johnny had the ideal cock. Not too big, not too small, not too anything. Perfect. But he had a bad attitude. He was cocky and had the kind of corrosive, toxic bravado that’s usually a turnoff. But that cock… I let him come over once a week when one of us was drunk. He’d rim my hole for a while, making me beg for it until I was hoarse from shouting and then he’d sink into me like a dowsing rod searching for water. “I’m gonna’ rape your hole,” he’d sneer. Asshole, I thought. But, well…

2.

Here’s a joke: how many jocks does it take to screw in a lightbulb? Well, one unless there’s a mirror in the room. The real joke is that there’s always a mirror in the room. That’s why jocks love OnlyFans so much. Imagine a mirror that watches you jerk off and pays you for the privilege. You get to record the greatest hits of your youth and muscle and guys around the world jerkoff to you pleasuring yourself, showing yourself off, showing off the thighs you’ve work so hard to build, the biceps, the traps… Wait, was this supposed to be about a lightbulb?

3.

Timo has a furry ass that the boys can’t help playing with. Maybe it’s because he has such a slim waist and a cute high butt that looks so great in his pants. Even casual goodbye hugs often end in handsy groping and Timo just smiles and shrugs. He’s been fucked by more than a few of his “curious” buddies and “straight” partners of his female friends who can’t keep their eyes off of his backside. The other bottoms would kill to know his secret, but there isn’t one. At least not one he can share. The boys just love Timo’s furry ass.

4.

Leo is a total cuck. Here’s a list of guys who have fucked his husband, Rob:

Just kidding, the list would take up the entire word count allotted to this story, but they include the guy at the fish counter of their grocery store who hands Leo a filet of sole and leans in to say, “I fucked him raw in your bed.” And the au pair with his beautiful French accent who texts Leo at work with pictures of his cock sinking into Rob’s hole. And Leo just sighs, goes to the bathroom, and jerks off for the third time today.

Hope you dug ‘em! 

Zach, hairy bathroom muscle stud.