George and Stuart were playing with hotwheels in George's bedroom with the lights dimmed. They thought the bendy orange track looked cool in the low light, while the cars zoomed around . "hey Stauart" georege said in an extaic tone. "I have a good idea. How about we put you in a hotwheels car and zoom you around the track. "Sounds zippy, Gorge!" Stuart replied. However, before Stuart could get on the little car, Uncle Crenshaw peeked in. "hey Boys." Uncle Crenshaw said in a seductive tone. "I have a better idea. Instead of stuart riding those hotwheels cars, how about he rides my big red beef log." Stuart and George were very confused at this comment. "Wha, what's a meat log?" Stuart asked nervously. "Well how about I show you" Uncle Crenshaw replied, unzipping his dense khakis. Out flopped a mighty large penis, and the two young lads, stared in awe. 'Wow" Stauart said. "Why would I want to ride that? It doesn't look very fun, just saggy and sad." Uncle Crenshaw just walked calmly to Stuart and picked him right up, squeezing him in his fist. "I want to fuck you sweet little mouse pussy!" Stuart was scared but there was nothing he could do. Uncle Crenshaw tore stuart's little mouse overalls clean off and started licking his juicy little mouse ass. Stuart cringed at first but soon felt great pleasure in Uncle Crenshaw's fat tounge licking up and down his ass. George just looked in awe. He couldn't find the words to describe what he was witnessing. Once Uncle Crenshaw lathered up Stuart's creamy little anus, he brought him down to his cock level. With stuart gripped tightly in his fist, he slowly pressed his soggy chode into the mouses tight asshole. Staurt Squeeked in pain and pleasure. Tears streamed down Stuarts face as he became a Uncle Crenshaw's little fleshlight. Geourge started crying too from seeing his best friend in pain, but there was nothing he could do. Uncle Crenshaw was too big and barbaric to overtake. The Louder Stuart squeeked the harder Uncle Crenshaw Jerked. "KEEP SQUEELIN GMY LITTLE MOUSE BITCH! I'LL FUCK YOU TO YOUR GRAVE!" the room was steamy from the sexual fantasies Uncle Crenshaw was finally bring to life. HE jerked faster and faster, until he was about to cum. Right before he came he ripped Stuart off his meat pole and threw him into the wall, breaking every bone in his little mouse body. The juices from Stuart's inside worked as perfect lube, and Uncle Crenshaw continued wacking until greasy semen shot all over Gerorge face, sticking to his glasses. "Yea little bitch, lick up daddies cummies." Uncle Crenshaw said to George sittin on the floor. He then threatened George never to speak of this or he'd buy him a new mouse and fuck it in front of him again. Uncle Crenshaw slipped out the window and ever since only sees George at family picnics and such.