...The Virgin is Mine...
#2 of Uncle Porky
Part Two "...The Virgin is Mine..." There, heaving his tree trunk legs one at a time down the large staircase was their Godfather, Harold "Porky" Porkinson. He was the fattest pig in the room by major leaps and bounds, but not as active as that. The last time the brothers visited him he was only as big as Sam was now, but then again, that was five years ago. Now he was larger than Tank in every way imaginable. On top of all that he was completely naked. They all were; however, the front parts were covered by their hanging paunches. "Oh my! I almost didn't recognize ya boys! You've gotten big in the last few years." Porky laughed with arms spread open. They said their hellos, and were hugged by the pig, all except for Max, who was busy making out with the limo driver, moaning in pleasure as he was groped by his scaly hands. The Gator was pushed aside and replaced for a few quick seconds before the slutty one noticed the change in flavors of saliva. "Hello Porky." the boy said in an almost surprised tone. "Good to see ya, wha'd you and Grummle think about savin' all this for after dinner? I'm sure you can wait to get plowed until you got food in that lovely belly of yours." he said as he groped and pressed the younger pig against his vast, soft belly. Max blushed and looked at Grummle, "I want him now though." "I can wait pig boy, and we can go all night after that." The gator wrapped his slightly muscular arms around Max as far as he could. That was at least a minute ago, but the kiss burned on his muzzle like it were still there. He was now staring at three massive tail-ends of his brothers and Uncle Porky doing nothing to get his erection down. If I had the chance I'd get 'em all in me at once. he thought, half tempted to grab each of their jiggling rears. The dining hall was just as beautiful as the rest of the mansion, but it was all pale in comparison to the amount of food on the platters covering the three long, buffet style tables. It was enough to feed a small army; having everything from cheese burgers to fried chicken to an unnaturally large turkey. There was an entirely separate table for the deserts; puddings, cakes, candies, pies, ice creams, pastries, chocolates, cookies, and a few things they couldn't even name, but they all involved powdered sugars being deep fried in fat and being wrapped bacon. The dining table itself was smaller, but the enormous chairs were padded and upholstered with a very soft silk like material that hugged their cheeks, promoting laziness, and even more so by the wheels at the end of each leg. They spoke much of the time either between or during large bites of deliciously fattening food, catching up on their lives. Starting with how the godfather got as big as he was, "After the first year that you didn't visit Your father would send be your guys' school and vacation pictures...Mm, good cake... and as you know I'm attracted to big guys, seeing how you three were getting fatter you all got more attractive. Couldn't keep a boner down lookin' at your beach pictures... I don't know what the hell these bacon things are but they're damn good... a few months later I heard Tank came out-- Max you didn't have to everyone knew.-- and I couldn't help but jack off to that little bit of info and you were so goddamn huge! You must've weighed, what was it, four-hundred pounds? I was always bigger when you visited, and I always said you guys could live with me if you needed to, knew it would happen sooner or later they would...mmmh bacon... they would kick you out, so I started a steady diet of fast food, pies, milkshakes, and all kinds of stuff to get me fatter, and here we are! You're living here, I'm bigger than Tank still, and I wanna fuck ya all." They laughed even though he was serious, "You boys are prob'ly wondering why I want you naked at all times, and it's so your always ready to fuck, and you're free to do what ever, I just have a few rules I want you to follow: No clothes, as I have said, the servants are the only ones who should be wearing any kind of clothing, they go about, and pick up deliveries, answer the door, that stuff. I don't want you guys masturbating. All the servants are gay and men, as you've prob'ly noticed, and are always up for some good sex. Plus, you always have each other and me for sexual gratification, so there's always a cock or ass on hand. And most importantly, the virgin is mine. The help has been notified of this as well. Punishment for breaking these rules is a week to a month in the chastity belt." The last part was said as he placed a large, fat hand on Sam's shoulder. "Tank, Max, you guys go and fornicate or what ever, I need to have a word with Sammy." "What's going on Porky?" Sam asked after the two others left, pushing his glasses up closer to his eyes. "Why am I 'yours'?" "'Cause I wanna be the one to pop your cherry, your brothers and the help'll be too rough on your beautiful body." The godfather's and Sam's faces got closer to each other, pressing their lips together. Porkinson, began to stroke the boy's large thigh as their tounges began to wrap around each other, exchanging saliva with each pass. The kid knows what he's doing. he thought. Slowly they broke it, and with it the wondrous silence, "With a kiss like that I'm surprised you're still a virgin!" the uncle chuckled. "I almost gave myself to Tank, he taught me how to kiss. I was afraid it would hurt when he put his piece in me, so we stopped." he said shyly. Ashamed of his admittance he looked away. "There's no reason to be ashamed Sammy. I wish I had control over when I lost mine. My father got divorced when I was born, he took me 'cause my mother didn't want me. He was an alcoholic and one night he was so shit faced he walked into the bathroom when I was getting ready to take a shower and he stole my virginity. I can't describe how much it hurt to have his monster of a cock being forced into me, but eventually I started to like it before he came in me. Creepy I know, but thats how it happened." "That's awful." "Yes but I'm almost glad he did it. I wouldn't have known I was gay until high school when I dated the captain of the football team. That was the most ironic thing ever 'cause he would bully me in front of his friends." "Wow, that's kinda cool. Not the whole being bullied thing but the dating thing." "Oh yeah, it was funny cause I broke through their pushing circle and kissed him in the middle of the hallway."
Grummle slammed Max down onto the pig's bed, their tounges mingling in their mouths, breathing heavily. The gator quickly started to take his clothes off, "God I'm horny!" Max shouted between licks of Grummle's chest scales. "Good 'cause I slipped some Viagra into your first drink at dinner."