Gay Sex with My Uncle - Yes, My Mother's Brother

Ever since I was small, I loved my uncle John. He was Mom's youngest brother. He was fifteen when I was born, so that would make him thirty-four now. He always treated me as if I was special, probably because I was his only nephew. He would play with me and teach me things like fishing, tennis, and horseback riding.

Whenever I was with him we always had a lot of fun. Then he went to college and I didn't get much chance to see him, what with school and all. He would return for summer, but always worked hard at his summer jobs so we were less together. When I turned twelve, he got married to a nice girl from another town and his job took him away from our little town, so I had hardly seen him in these last few years except for Christmas.

Then I heard that he was divorced and that his wife had left him. I couldn't believe it at first since I could not believe anyone would not like my uncle John. But my parents confirmed the news. It must have been very hard on him. We did not hear from him in over a year. Then the great news came. He was coming home for the holiday which meant he would be staying with us for about a month.

It certainly was great news, but it also worried me a little. I had naturally grown a lot and at eighteen stood six feet tall. I had black hair and eyes, wide shoulders, a well-developed chest and abdomen, and very strong legs from a regular work out. Like all adolescents I jerked off regularly, but in my case, I rarely thought of girl bodies. My fantasies were of men - strong muscular men, men with hairy legs and thick, juicy cocks. I wasn't sure what I would do with a man, but I sure had fun thinking about it.

So it worried me a little that my uncle was coming to stay as he was at the center of my fantasies. John was a hunk. He stood six-feet-one, with black hair and eyes also and what a body. I had never seen him naked, but I knew that he was quite muscular from our rough-housing games.

My fantasies grew in proportion and my jerk sessions also since I soon found out that uncle John would be sleeping with me. We did not have an extra room, and I had a double bed so this was the only place for him. I thought of him sleeping next to me naked and taking me in his arms. That was enough to get my dick hard and wet with pre-cum. (I'm a heavy leaker)

A few weeks before his arrival, I decided to cool it and not masturbate till he came, so I would be able to control myself with him around. Of course, I seemed to have a continual hard-on, and my underwear was always sticky with all the precum I leaked during those days.

The great day finally came and the next thing I knew I was being smothered to death by my uncle in a big bear hug. Was he ever sexy with a white tee shirt showing off his muscles and a pair of very faded jeans which showed off his strong legs. As I looked him over I began to drool at the sight of his crotch which was to say the least, well-packed.

"Well, haven't you become the sight?" John said.

"it's great to see you too, Uncle," was all I could say.

"No more uncle bit, just call me John."

I was pleased that he had noticed all the changes in me. He brought his stuff to my room, and we talked as he unpacked his things.

"It's sure great to be back, Tim. I think I'll take a shower before you and I hit the town."

At that he pulled of his shirt. I hoped my mouth hadn't fallen open. Here was the guy of my dreams undressing in front of me. And what a body... his chest was chiseled with muscles with very large pecs and two dark and oversized nipples which were standing erect right now. His abs were tight and his chest was covered with a light layer of dark hair which made him even sexier. He then pulled off his pants. He wore white Jockey briefs, and I almost couldn't keep my eyes off his pouch. His legs were hairy and, like the rest of him, strong.

He then pulled off his briefs to reveal a long circumcised dick with an overabundance of crotch hair and two large balls hanging very low in their sac. This was one hell of a man, and my cock wouldn't help but start to react. This was going to be harder than I thought. He grabbed his towel and headed for the shower.

"Why don't you come and sit by the shower, so we can keep talking? he asked

My knees were trembling, but I finally made it to the bathroom. I sat on the toilet and we talked about everything. I, of course, kept watching him as he lathered up his chest and then his groin. His cock seemed to get a bit bigger as he washed it, and I wondered if we were evenly matched when erect. I handed him the towel when he was finished, and after drying off he pulled on a pair of clean briefs - packing his crotch in the pouch. Then he pulled on his jeans and another tee shirt. By then I was all wet as my cock had leaked tons of pre-cum.

We went around town and he said hello to his old friends and looked around to see if there had been any changes. We never talked about his ex-wife, and I figured it was better not to ask. After supper, he and my parents went to visit some cousins while I went out with some of my friends. I couldn't keep my mind off the thought of being in bed that night with this hunk of a man sleeping next to me.

Bedtime finally came, I was undressing as John came into the room. As he saw me standing there with only my white briefs and socks on he let out a whistle.

"Well, nephew, you really have grown. You're turning out to be quite a man, and I can see you've been training."

"Thanks, John, I have to admit you've got quite a build for an old timer."

"Old timer eh! We'll have to see about that." He said as he pulled off his shirt.

That's when he jumped me, and we fell on the bed in a tangle of arms and legs, laughing and grunting as we tested our strength. But I soon learned that I wasn't quite ready to beat him. He had me pinned to the bed and was sitting on me. I could feel his heat and my crotch started to react while it was crushed under his.

Being afraid that he would see my condition I gave up, and as he let go I jumped up and headed to the shower. But before I closed the door, I noticed his gaze in the direction of my crotch, and there seemed to be a gleam in his eyes that had not been there before. This troubled me as I thought he had guessed my feelings and was angry.

After the shower, he said nothing about the incident, and we got ready for bed. I always sleep in the nude, but with John in the room I kept on my briefs and hopped into my side. John pulled off his pants and jumped in also, and after talking for awhile he slowly fell off to sleep. I, on the other hand, was having a very difficult time, as my cock was hard and hurting and seeking release.

I tried every trick I knew to get it down, but lying next to this hot man was difficult. He moved around once and his leg brushed mine. Our hair touched and I thought I would come right then, but he turned the other way. I finally managed to fall asleep, but my dreams were wild and erotic, so I had a very restless night.

The next day was extremely hot and humid, and we decided to go swimming. I took John to the swimming hole that we used to go to when I was young. It was a quiet place, and we were the only ones there. I was wearing my blue speedos, and he had on a pair of red ones. We jumped into the cool water and swam around. Pretty soon we got into a splashing game and started wrestling around in the water.

My head was reeling. Now I could feel the softness of his crotch as it rubbed against mine. Our swimsuit material was very thin. At one point he gave me a bear hug and I reciprocated. Our crotches were solidly rubbing together. I felt my cock start to grow, but there was another great feeling too.

I suddenly realized that it was the feeling of his cock agains mine as his had grown also. He looked at me with what seemed to be surprise and then let me go as we swam around laughing. I was trying to catch my breath and calm down, but that feeling of our two cocks together kept coming into my head.

Finally I was calm enough so I could get out of the water without a full erection. My suit was strectched though, and I guess it was easy to see that I was slightly excited. I noticed that when John got out he was in the same predicament, but I put it down to the friction during the wrestling. After all he wasn't attracted to men....

When the day was over and we were getting ready for bed it still was very hot and the humidity made it very uncomfortable. As we undressed John said, "Listen, kid, I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable or anything, but I'm used to sleeping naked, and in this heat I would rather take everything off it that doesn't bother you."

"I'm glad you mentioned it. I usually sleep in the nude too, so go right ahead, that is if you don't mind if I do the same?"

"No problem" he said as he pulled off his briefs. His cock was semi-erect, and it was beautiful as it hung there between his legs. I noticed that its head was all wet, probably from the heat. I knew that my cockhead was too, but from precum that kept on leaking ever since our wrestling that afternoon. So I pulled off my briefs and let the warm air caress my cock, as it stood slightly out of its resting place.

I noticed he looked over as we got into bed and lay above the covers. It was too hot to even put on a sheet. We lay on our backs and talked for awhile, and then he fell silent. I thought he had fallen asleep since I could hear that his breathing had become deeper.

I lay there and started thinking about our rubbing together that afternoon. I tried to think about other things, but to no avail. My cock started to react once again. It slowly lifted and stretched and throbbed with my rapidly increasing heartbeat. Pretty soon, it was rock hard, and a large bead of pre-cum leaked out of the slit. It stood straight up and when I made it jerk it would almost hit my belly and come back straight up again.

"That's a hell of a cock."

I almost jumped out of my skin when John spoke. I was going to turn over on my side when I noticed something from the corner of my eyes. It was his erection bobbing up and down and also leaking loads of pre-cum. I just stared at its beauty as it shone in the night. We were both throbbing at the same time. Our cocks would bounce and twitch together.

"Why don't you touch mine" John said. His hand reached out and slowly encircled my shaft. I moaned at the feel of his hand on my dick and reached out and touched and held his. We just lay there holding and feeling each other as our cocks throbbed. He then spread my precum over my glans with his fingers, and I reciprocated. We were getting our shafts all wet and slick, and our hands slowly started massaging up and down our shafts.

"I think our cocks are about the same size. What do you think?" he said.

"I guess" I stammered," but there is only one way to find out."

"Yeah" he grunted as he turned toward me and I toward him. Our swords crossed and embraced, as we both moaned out loudly. He grabbed both dicks in his hand, and we measured their length from balls to tips. His was slightly bigger, but mine was thicker. Both our cock-heads were very similar though, large and flaring glans and a very deep slit. He pressed our tips together and the slits leaked another load of pre-cum, which we spread by rubbing our glans together.

I was moaning loudly now as these sensations were driving me wild with desire. It is hard to describe all the feelings you get the first time your cock meets another - my heart beating wildly, hot, wet, sticky, throbbing pleasure, hardness yet softness, you wanting more and more. I knew then that I had found what I wanted.

"Let me play with your tits and don't be afraid to play with mine. They are very sensitive." John said

His hands found my nipples, and I was surprised to find out that my tits were very sensitive. He played with them sending shock waves all the way down to my cock. I ground my hard, slick dick against his, and our bushes met and mixed as our balls rolled around against each other. We entwined our hairy legs and tried to bring our crotches even closer together. We desired so much to be one. Our wet cocks slid easily together between our bellies as they were well lubed up.

John then pulled my chest against his. He wrapped his arms around me, and I grabbed his ass-cheeks bringing him closer to me - as if that was possible. He then rolled on top of me, and we were wrapped tightly together.

"Geez, Tim, you're one hell of a stud" he said.

"That's exactly what I've been thinking of you all along. I can't believe this is really happening to me", I replied.

"Does this not feel real?" he said. Then he started moving his hips against mine, and our cocks slid slickly against each other.

"Ooooooo great", was all I could say.

He then brought his face closer to mine and gently kissed my lips with his. His lips played with mine, and then he brought out his wet tongue. It flicked at my lips wetting them with his saliva. My tongue came out to meet his, and they wrapped around each other and we exchanged spit. His tongue searched into my mouth. It was feeling every corner. I sucked on his tongue, lightly at first, then more urgently. My tongue then went into his mouth, and I thought he would suck it off. As the while our bodies were writhing on the bed. Our legs spread wider and we were thrusting with such force that our balls were slapping together.

"I love the feel of your hard cock against mine" he said.

"Yeeeaah. Grind that cock of yours into me", I replied, as I brought our mouths and tongues together again.

Our thrusting was becoming more frantic now. I felt our cocks getting harder as we approached our climaxes. We were breathing in unison, and our moans were like one now. Our bodies were slick with sweat , and our cocks slid noisily between us. Our bellies were wet with pre-cum and sweat.

Then with a few last thrusts and loud cries we came at the same time, our sperm bursting out onto our bellies and mixing between us. I had never come like this before. I could feel his cock throb against mine as jet after jet of sperm was forced out. Slowly we came back to earth and resumed our kissing. We rolled over on our sides still not separating. He took some of our spilled semen with his hand and brought it to our lips. We tasted each other's juices. The taste was sweet and bitter at the same time, and our tongues fed each other with the precious liquid. We fell asleep in each other's arms, both of us feeling warm and safe.

During the night we awoke with our hard-ons pressed tightly together. This time he knelt between my legs, and bringing our hot cocks together, he brought us to another simultaneous climax by rubbing them together as my hands played with our balls. As we came the two cocks let go with three or four jets of cum which landed on my face. He quickly bent down and licked it all off, and again we fed on our love juices.

I was to learn a lot with my uncle John during that summer month, and today when we meet we still have a great time together.

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written by gerard