Page 69 of Say Uncle

“Horny?” I asked.

“Sexy?” Sam asked.

“Naughty?” Cass guessed.

Nicky nodded at each of us.

“Feed me,” I said in a high-pitched voice that was supposed to sound like Mr. Blowfish.

Nicky smiled. He looked a little bit panicked, a whole lot of embarrassed, and really,reallyturned on. I knew how badly he was dying to face fuck that toy. He just needed permission.

He pinched the base of his thin prick between two fingers and fed it between the big, plush lips. It quickly disappeared inside the fleshlight and Nicky sighed with pleasure.

“Mmmm,” he moaned, pulling out and sliding back inside.

I was getting hard just watching him fuck the fish. Cass rubbed a hand over his bulge, and Sam unzipped his shorts, sliding his hand inside.

“Ohhhh,” Nicky sighed, picking up the pace a little. I let go so he could take control of the fish, grabbing his fins and going to town on his mouth. “Ungh.”

“Does that feel good, sweet baby?” Cass asked.

Nicky could only nod as he continued to thrust inside the fish’s mouth, slamming its little plush body down on his groin.

“I didn’t know fish fucking would be this hot, but there you go,” Sam acknowledged, really working his cock now.

Pulling down my shorts, I moved behind Nicky, grasping his hips, so that with every backward thrust from the fish, he slammed his ass against my dick. Cass tossed me a bottle of lube, and I slicked my cock,positioning it so that it slid between Nicky’s cheeks with each thrust.

I squeezed his cheeks together to make a tighter fit around my shaft. Nicky continued with his sighs of pleasure, which just sounded filthy, and he encouraged the fish, which shouldn’t have been hot, but sort of was.

“Gonna fuck you, Mr. Fishy. Gonna make you swallow my bait.”

This whole scenario was so bizarrely out of my wheelhouse that it just turned me on more than I could describe. I felt ridiculously horny, and it wasn’t going to take much for me to finish between his cheeks.

“I’m going to paint your hole, baby. Keep talking to that fish. Fuck his big, fat lips.”

“Mmmmmm, Mattie, he feels so good. And you feel so good. I wanna come. Can I come, Daddy?”

“Right after Mattie does, sweetheart. You know his pleasure supersedes yours.”

“You’re nothing but a naughty boy who fucks his stuffies,” Sam added. He grunted and blew thick pulses of cum over Nicky’s stomach.

Cass stepped forward and aimed his cock at Nicky’s stomach, pumping spurt after spurt over his smooth, creamy skin.

“Hurry, Mattie, I’m so close. Please.”

Fuck it. I’d love to make it last, but I couldn’t, nor could I make Nicky suffer. Pulling back, I grabbed mycock and jacked it, aiming my load at his ass. I painted crisscross ropes of thick white cum over his pale skin, making a mess of him.

“Feed your fishy, baby. Drop your load in his mouth.”

Nicky cried out one long moan as he came, pumping his hips into the fish with jerky, uncoordinated movements. He slumped back against my chest, and I supported him, carrying him over to the couch.

I held him in my arms, and he rocked against me, eyes closed, squeezing his fish to his chest.

“What are you gonna name him?”

“BJ.”

I laughed. “Of course you are. That’s the perfect name for him.”

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