Date: Mon, 25 Oct 2021 17:59:32 +0000 From: awb_1971 Subject: My Uncle, my brother and me, part 3 All the usual disclaimers apply. The following story is entirely fictional and contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity between adult males and teenage boys within a family setting. READ NO FURTHER if you are under the age of eighteen or offended by such material. This is a fantasy only, a safe place to revisit memories of burgeoning sexuality. I do not condone in any way the sexual exploitation of minors. Keep such fantasies in the imagination only. Please donate to nifty.org (https://donate.nifty.org). It is the only way to keep this site up and running. Any feedback please to ab44_@hotmail.com My Uncle, My Brother and Me. Chapter Five Knowing our Uncle knew about our bedtime shenanigans, and his apparent approval seemed to free us up to have sex more often, not just at bedtime. On Sunday, the day after the revelations, Doug and I were in the kitchen, washing up from lunch, and our Uncle was working in the garden. We were finishing off and I was drying the last items to put them away when I saw my brother reach for his crutch and start to rub himself through his jeans. I carefully put the last items away, ignoring for the moment my brother's behaviour. When I turned back to look at him, Doug was still rubbing himself, and his erect penis was clearly visible straining through his jeans. He grinned at me, and unzipping his jeans, dropping them to his ankles, he hopped up onto the kitchen surface, his pants stretched and practically see through with the pre cum already leaking from his cock. I stood before him, my own cock stiffening with anticipation. I leaned in licked his cock head through his pants, feeling it twitch and throb under my light ministrations. `Suck me' muttered my brother. I grabbed his pants and pulled them down, past his round buttocks, dropping them below his thighs to his knees, releasing his cock as I did so. I leant in and licked the top of his now uncovered head, and was rewarded with a leak of sweet and sticky precum. His bobbing cock looked so inviting in the kitchen, in the day, not in the supposed secrecy of the bedroom. I lowered my mouth onto it and started to suck and lick his shaft and head as he moaned in pleasure. My own cock was now raging, and I used one hand to release it from my jeans and shorts, dropping them enough only to expose it and my buttocks. I slowly wanked myself as I sucked on the eager cock in front of me, my other hand alternating between rubbing his balls, running up inside his t-shirt to his nipples, and then rucking my t-shirt up to rub my chest as well. Doug's hands gripped the kitchen surface, his knuckles whitening as his pleasure rose. I am not sure when my Uncle had come back into the kitchen, I was just suddenly aware that he was there, watching. I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye and winked, trying to say to him it was OK if he watched. He grinned back and I saw his hands go to his jeans. The belt unbuckled noisily and my brother suddenly became aware of our audience. He caught a short breath of alarm. `It's OK' our Uncle's voice floated gently across the kitchen, `So long as I can watch.' I glanced up at my brother and saw him hesitate, and glance at me for my opinion. I smiled back up and nodded, unable to speak with my mouth full of his cock, and he relaxed, nodding to his Uncle `OK'. The idea of an audience seemed to increase Doug's arousal, and mine, and we went at it even more furiously than before. I could just see in the corner of my vision my Uncle wanking his cock. It was bigger than Doug's, thicker, heavier looking, probably about 7 and a half inches in length, I guessed, and I didn't think I would be able to get a hand round it. My Uncle stroked himself as he watched the live porn show in front of him, two horny teens, brothers, engaged in oral sex, knowing they were being watched and loving it. As Doug's breathing became faster and shallower, his orgasm approaching, I jerked my cock even faster, and I could see my Uncle had increased his speed as well. It did not take much longer for my brother's knuckles to whiten, his back to arch and his cock to spew its load into my eager mouth. I pulled away his orgasm, allowing some of it to land on my face, trickling down my nose and cheek. I licked this off my face as I came, spraying my brother's legs, pants, and jeans with my first cum, the second and third ropes splattering on the kitchen cupboard door. As I came, I could see my Uncle bucking, a groan escaping his lips as he spilt his cum across the floor. Panting we slowly stood up, mopped ourselves, and the kitchen, with paper towels, and smiling at each other, pulled our clothes back on. We moved together for another hug, glowing with the orgasms we had just shared, and the knowledge of our love and support of each other. Chapter Six Doug and I continued to have a lot of sex, sometimes he blew me, sometimes I blew him. My Uncle watched, although not all the time, as he often worked until after 6, so wasn't home until nearly 7, by which time I would have likely blown my brother on the sofa, or wherever. I couldn't quite get that video I saw out of my mind. The guys fucking, one cock in the arse of another. I had heard the phrase `bum boy' being yelled at a couple of kids, and realised that although they weren't directing this at me - my brother and I were both fairly straight acting, liking football and so on, and we were both careful not to eye other boys up, although we did sometimes talk about hot boys at the school when we were together -- I was excited in a weird way by the title Bum Boy. I wanted to be a bum boy, a boy who had sex with his bum. Whenever I thought of that scene, something inside me tingled. I has experimented in the shower with sticking a soapy finger up my bum hole, and found I rather liked it. A few days later I was home alone, rather unusually, so I did what any horny boy of now 13 and a half years would do, I took my trousers and pants off, and sat down with one of my Uncle's videos. I fast wound to a fucking scene, wanting to see a cock entering a man's body. I watched as the big hairy guy on the film aimed his cock at the bumhole of the smooth blond who was on his back, his legs in the air, his hole exposed. As the cock penetrated the blonde, I pushed my finger against my own hole. It felt tight as it clamped shut. I couldn't get a finger in. I thought then of the soapy finger in the shower and headed off to the kitchen to find some lubricant. I spotted the cooking oil. I dipped my finger into it and drew it out glistening and sleek, smelling slightly of the kitchen. I headed back to the living room and sat on the sofa. I copied the blonde's position, raising my legs up, which drew my arse round to a position where I could touch my hole easily. I pushed my oiled finger against the entrance, and it slid in easily. I felt my own warmth enveloping my finger, and the slight pressure of my arse ring on my digit, clamping down and holding it in place. I slowly withdrew the finger, then pushed it back in. An electric thrill raced across my body as I re-penetrated my hole. I slowly began to finger fuck myself, to the background encouragement of the film, `yeah fuck my tight ass, yeah man fuck it, fuck it.' My finger roamed my insides, and I found a spot that gave me more pleasure than any other, which I later learnt was my prostate. As I massaged this spot my already raging boner got even harder, liquid dripping from its tip and running down into my pubes. I removed my finger and rubbed it onto the finger next to it, covering that in oil as well, and pushed two fingers in. I nearly yelled out as my hole widened to take the double thickness, sending new waves of pleasure coursing across my body. Following the rhythm of the fucking on the film, I fucked my hole with my two fingers, adding an exciting, if challenging, third finger, feeling my hole relax to encompass its visitor. With my other hand I jacked off furiously, splattering my face and chest with ropes of cum as I fucked and wanked myself to full climax. I had to go further. I needed to talk to Doug.