Disclaimer- This is a work of fiction. It has no basis on real events or the actors themselves. I do not encourage underage sex. In no way shape or form do I own this fandom.
Summary
Jackson, Jimmy and his Aunt Stephanie have an on going tradition. But with Jimmy gone Jackson was unsure if it be skipped for that month. Then as he was going to go to bed he found a note asking what role play as he got in mind for the two of them. Warning Aunt and nephew incest.
It was the third Saturday of the month, meaning it was Game Day. Game Day was not a family event, only three people took part, Stephanie, Jackson and Jimmy but Jimmy was away and Jackson was concerned that it might be cancelled. However when he went to bed he found a folded piece of paper, on it in his aunts hand was written 'What shall we do 2moro?' Thrilled he went to the desk and sat and think about it, after coming to a decision he replied then hiding it in a text book he changed and went to bed planning to slip her the paper at breakfast.
After breakfast the next day Jackson declared he was going over to Popko's, checking his backpack he went downstairs and kiss his mom goodbye, a wave to his aunt then he was out the door. He walked slowly, checking his watch from time to time then Jackson felt as if he was being followed, he looked over his shoulder. Nothing. He walked a bit faster.
Still he had that nagging feeling he was being followed so he started to run to his friends place. He tripped and curse he was in a terrible location to fall as not a soul was around, quickly getting to his feet and checking behind him for any pursuers he sighed with relief then a bag was placed over his head.
He found himself getting punched and threaten that there will be more if he was to scream, Jackson had no intention of screaming, it was a woman that was attacking him he could tell by the voice even though she punched hard. Regardless he was no stranger to pain and believed he could fight back and did so blindly just to find himself on the ground and the women fighting to keep him down while she rummage through his backpack. She removed the rope he had and used it to tie his hands behind his back then assisted him on getting back on his feet again.
"Come, and you better not try any more funny business"
Jackson grinned, she sounded breathless so he made her struggle, good.
She grabbed his shirt and tugged. Blind and hands bound, Jackson obediently followed he put up a decent fight and made her work for it. He walked and stumbled as he tried to figure out where they are and guess where she was taking him, then they stopped. A beep was heard and Jackson was shoved into what he believed to be a van.
Her hands were on his pants and Jackson wiggled and rolled about. Punched again, and again, both with less power then the first. Still he moved about but she was determined and succeeded in pulling his pants to his ankles.
"Nice underwear kid" she said.
"Take a picture perv"
"Don't mind if I do, my boyfriend swings both ways"
Jackson shuddered even as he heard the tapping, presumably of her finger hitting the screen of her phone. He heard her moving about and more tapping.
"Let me go bitch" he growled as he pulled his knees towards himself blocking her view of his bulged. Jackson also tried to pull up his pants but knew that was futile in his position.
"Now, now be nice, cause I'm going to be awfully nice towards you.
Her hand on his knees she spread them apart then Jackson made a small jolt movement as he felt her hand on his underwear.
"This is rape!" declared Jackson as he desperately butt crawled away from her.
"Rape?" she laughed, "How is it rape? Your hard and you got a wet patch on your underwear." She gently poked at the patch in question with her finger, her finger rubbed against the head of his shaft.
"Be thankful kid if my guy was here I have you suck him while I suck you, if you bit him I bite you in turn, alas its just you and me."
Then she was removing his underwear.
"No, Stop, please, no" begged Jackson as he pulled his knees together.
She didn't listen, Jackson felt her hair, before her breath then he felt her mouth swallow his hardness. Her tongue worked him over as she bobbed up and down on his shaft. He protested weakly and moved about feebly but in truth it felt so good.
He heard her phone alerting her of new messages, she didn't stop to check.
"So fucking hard, kid, you can't say this is rape"
She stroke him and Jackson heard tapping.
"Stop it" he groaned, either in response to her comment, the stroking or to just appear unwilling Jackson had no clue.
"My guy thinks your cute, what he can see of you anyway. he wants me to give you something"
"What?" frowned Jackson confused, he had no anal toys in his backpack.
"This"
Jackson felt the bag being risen, exposing his mouth and nose, she did something at the back of his head that tighten the bag keeping it in place, after that her lips was on his, her tongue invading his mouth. He involuntarily groaned then it was intentionally as she grew more aggressive. He was honestly surprised how forceful her kiss was, it was almost liked being kissed by a bloke.
"Damn that was a hot sight to watch" a male voice.
"Huh?" said Jackson. He heard no movement, or the van door opening again.
"His one hell of a kisser babe"
"Wish I could be there with you both" he sigh, "Rats, I best be going, bye!"
"Bye" She said.
Jackson realized he must be hearing him on the loud speaker.
"I think you like him, his terribly childish at times but when it comes to sex he is very, very giving."
"I see you both charge for this!"
A finger tip at his upper centre lip, she ran her finger clockwise around his lip.
"Such threats" she purred, "What's the matter didn't like the blow job? But you were leaking so much precum so that couldn't be it."
"Please just let me go!"
"After I just gave you head? No, I need payment first."
"I don't have much but your welcome to it all!"
"Not that kind of payment, I'm no hooker and you didn't even cum... yet"
"A hooker is better then a rapist"
"You protest too much even with you precum running down your shaft."
Jackson used his legs to cover himself.
"Your going to eat me out"
""Like hell! your going to let me go!"
She didn't listen. Moments later, Jackson guessed she was undressing, he felt a suffocating warmth pressed against his face, he moved and it moved with him.
"Get to work"
Resigned to his fate, knowing he won't be freed he did, breathing through his nose he attacked with everything he had.
She cried out in pleasure, not pain as he sucked at her pussy, licked her folds and tongued her entrance, not all at once but switching between as he ate her out she played with her tits. He certainly knew the buttons to press to make her feel good even blindfolded due to the bag.
"Now the other end"
Gasping, and protesting Jackson had a moment of reprieve as his captor turned around so her ass can get the same treatment, now her crack was against the teens face, he could smell her, he liked what he could smell even though it was raunchy, he groaned, she laughed. Jackson got down to business.
"Fuck yeah, your mouth was made for this kid. Fuck!"
The more she said, the harder he worked at it, she reached back and held his head tightly against her rear. He tongue fucked her as best he could with hands tied unable to get more comfortable or in a better position, his head not in his own control, just like before he was heaving when she released his face.
"Almost finished, then you can go running home to mommy and inform her about your little rapist"
Her hands on his knees she forced him to straighten his legs leaving him once more exposed.
"What are you doing?" Jackson asked fear in his voice.
"You like this sweety"
She kissed him as she sat on him, plunging his entire shaft in her ass. She rode him as she kissed him, sometimes she took a hold of his head and forced his face into her breasts, Jackson couldn't help but suck on them even as he protested.
Then he was groaning telling her he was about to cum, she covered his mouth with hers as she moved up and down on his lap faster. He cum hard, having been saving his load for just this. His aunt cried out feeling his load enter her ass.
Later the two were snuggling up together inside Jimmy's van. Jackson confessed the trip was not staged but real, he assured Stephanie the punches weren't bad though he almost gave the safe word when thrown in the van as he hit his head. She apologized for that. The two kissed and Jackson played with her breasts as they reminisced of past role plays and future one to come starting Saturday of the third week of the next month.
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