Date: Wed, 26 Jul 2023 21:32:41 -0500 From: StoryTeller Subject: Chapter 3 - An Affair with Uncle Marco Story Title -- An Affair with Uncle Marco Category -- Adult-Youth, Interacial Please note that there are depictions of unsafe sex, and alcohol use, that are in no way an encouragement to pursue in real life. Please educate yourself on safe sex and other practices before engaging in any risky behavior, particularly if it may be illegal in your country. This is an erotica that is based on some real-life experiences. It is intended to arouse and stimulate you. The first two chapters will have a lot of backstories and minimal sexual encounters. If Nifty is serving you content that you enjoy, please consider donating to it! Enjoy. Lastly, I love to hear readers' feedback and reactions to my writing. Please email me at storytellerguy2020@gmail.com if you have any reactions or comments Chapter-3 One weekend, my aunt and cousins decided to stay with us. There were five women in the house. Marco and I were the only men. Thus by sheer accident or by my good luck, we ended up sharing the king bed at night. He was in shorts and a tee and I was in my shorts and tee. He was drunk (he had had two Long Islands and a couple of beers during the party) and I was tired. We quickly went to sleep. In the middle of the night, I woke up and found that we were spooning. I was laying on my side, his chest against my back, my butt sticking out at him, his hard cock pressing my ass crack. I loved the feel of it, never felt such a tickle of it, I wanted it. Suddenly his arm flopped around my middle and he pulled me close to his chest and squeezed me in him, his thighs and legs touching mine. We lay there quietly for a few moments. He went to sleep. The touch of him aroused me. I made the next move by sliding my shorts and briefs below my knees and pushing my ass in him. He pushed his crotch into me in response. Soon he started slowly humping me in his sleep. This continued for a while. Then he stopped, probably waking up from his sleep. Flopped his arm away from me and rolled to the other side. I pretended to sleep. A few minutes later, I felt my bed shaking. I slowly rolled on my back and saw him jerking off under the sheets. The next morning he acted normal as if nothing had happened. However, I found him looking at me at times as if wondering whether I knew what had happened. Thoughts of the previous night kept stirring my belly but I somehow controlled myself. I wanted to repeat what had happened the night before. I wanted him to take me right. By evening everybody left, leaving Mom, Marco, and me alone. Mom retired to her room early. Marco made two "Long Island" cocktail drinks and drank them one after the other, He watched the re-runs of the football game. A while later, he went upstairs and I followed. He straightaway went into the shower saying, "You should always take a shower before bed for a good night's sleep." He came out in 10 minutes, repeated his after-shower routine in front of the vanity, wrapped the towel around his waist without wearing his briefs, and started walking towards his room, slower than usual, while I pretended to read a book on the couch. He stopped right at the door, faced me, and asked, "What are you reading?" I was dumbfounded. I didn't even know which book that was. "Nothing special," I said bewildered looking at him. He chuckled, looked at me, and opened his towel as if to re-tie it, giving me a full display of his big thick cock hanging a few feet away from me. He kept it open for about 30 seconds before he tied it around his waist. I kept staring at this beautiful monster. Our eyes met. Still chuckling, looking into my eyes he said, "You would know what you are reading if you do not read the book upside down." My face blushed red. Seconds later, he walked to his room, saying, "Shower before bed" and closed the door. First time since he started living here, he closed the door to his bedroom. I couldn't control my raging hard-on, jerked off before I took the shower and went to sleep in my bed. I woke up in the middle of the night. I was aroused. I looked at the clock. It was 2:00 a.m. I gathered my thoughts together and realized he was sleeping in the other room and the door was closed. After debating for a while in my head, I gathered enough strength to check if the door was locked. To my surprise, it wasn't. I walked back and forth to his room many times but returned fearing what he would think. What if he told Mom everything? But finally, unable to control my urges, I, trembling with fear and excitement, entered his room. He was deep asleep, sleeping in his CK briefs on his left side. Gently but quietly, I lay down and slowly slid close to him. His body was half-covered in sheets. Still trembling, I softly pulled his sheet to cover my body up to my neck. I waited for a while to see his reaction. No reaction. I could hear his even breathing. Thereafter I reached back, gently held his right wrist, lifted it, and placed it on my belly. The touch of his hot hand aroused me even more. My trembling increased. I waited for him to make a move. A minute or so later, he moved his hand back to his body. My trembling didn't stop. His breathing didn't alter. Shortly after that, I made another move. I softly slid my shorts and underwear down and I gently held his right wrist, lifted it, and placed it on my hard cock. His palm on my shaft and his fingers on my balls. Then with an increased heartbeat, I waited for him to make a move. My body still trembling. Soon I felt his breathing change. He must have woken up by now. He moved his hand on my cock, cupped it, and squeezed it. I was aroused beyond my imagination. His hand moved down pushing my hard cock downwards, then stopped there still touching my cock. Then his arm moved. He started poking at my butt, cupping it, gently touching me in my crack. I couldn't help whimpering. He was so gentle, it did feel kind of good! His other hand landed on me covering my swollen cock and balls with his big hand. He circled it, squeezed it, rubbed it, and pulled it. He held my shaft in his fist and repeatedly squeezed and released it. Then he flicked his fingers on my cockhead fast. I was in heaven, so charged that I wanted him to keep doing it. His other hand found my hole and fingers zeroed in on it. It made my ring clench up and twitch when he jabbed at it, but it was sending tremors right through me. And before I knew it, he lifted my thigh and cupped, spread butt cheeks apart, put spit on his finger, and moved his index finger at my hole! "Oh, Fuck!" I gasped, my mind reeling. It turned those tremors of pleasure into tidal waves! He prodded at me with his finger gently; I never thought anything could feel so good! I pushed my leg up in the air, and his finger went at me, digging at my ring and sending me to the moon. Suddenly it pushed through! He slid his index finger into my ass - and I pushed against him for more! What the fuck was I doing? I wanted more all right, and he gave it to me! His big hand spread me wide open and he finger-fucked me and slid it in and out. I was moaning and pushing my ass into him like I couldn't believe it! Suddenly he pulled his finger off me. I gasped. Before I knew it he jabbed his fat middle finger into me. I was speechless -- I couldn't put two words together. His finger felt harder and firmer, stretching me open in a whole different way. He worked it side to side, causing ripples of pleasure through my whole body, driving me insane. Then he pulled it out and stuck me with his index finger again. Back and forth he went one fat finger, then the other. Just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore and was going to blow my load, he stuck them both in! Rammed them both in and stayed there, deep inside my shuddering asshole. Then he pulled both fingers out and tried to ram three fingers in. It hurt like hell. I whimpered and squirmed. He stopped and pulled. Then he rammed two fingers in to open me further by forcefully circling two fingers inside the hole. Then he pulled both fingers out and tried to ram three fingers in again. It hurt like hell. I whimpered and squirmed again. He resigned and instead of three, rammed two fingers in and stayed there, deep inside my shuddering asshole. I cried out, but found myself wiggling back into his hand! He worked those big fingers in deep and I loved it! I pushed up into him until I was on my hands and knees, wiggling my butt at him like a dog. Then my world exploded! All of a sudden I felt like I was going to cum! The wave hit me again and again and I thought I was going crazy. What the hell was this man doing to me? Then I realized it -- he'd found my prostate and it was the most un-fucking-believable feeling in the whole world. My head was spinning! And suddenly I blasted! Screaming out in ecstasy I blew my load! The first shot splashed up on the sheet as my cock exploded. Thick creamy boy juice splashed all over the sheet and the mattress beneath me as my teenage balls tightened over and over again. I didn't even touch my dick, it just went fucking crazy all on its own. He rolled me on my belly and spread my legs apart with the pressure of his knees on my thighs. Next, he aligned his cock along my ass crack and started dry-fucking me. He moved his body over mine, rubbing me, his cock in my ass crack moving up and down along the crack, creating a smooth, hot sensation difficult to describe. His hard, hot thickness, profusely leaking pre-cum made my boy hole throb in anticipation and fear. The thought that any minute he would enter and fuck the young lust out of me from deep inside kept tingling me. The fear that his steel pole would tear me apart. He kept dry humping me, with no penetration, just moving his cock up and down my crack. Again and again and again! First, slow and then fast. Then he was on his feet humping me, rubbing his hot, big pole against my crack and lower waist. I could feel his large tool rubbing my ass crack. At times, his wet cockhead would kiss my ass hole, tickling me with its slippery wetness, heat, and hardness. The creaking sound was getting louder, while he was dry-fucking me, while my cock dripping profusely was being rubbed against the silk of the sheet underneath me. I wanted to moan but kept it to a minimum. My asshole was twitching now being rubbed again and again, and I heard Marco kick it into high gear. The bed was complaining loudly. I stayed as silent as I could. My cock rubbing against the sheet and his cock rubbing against my asshole and asscrack pushed me through the edge again and soon I started spurting into the sheet. As I was lost in my orgasm, he started pounding me harder and faster. Then he stopped for a second, pulled me up on all fours, held me by my waist, lined his hard cock along my wet crack, and started humping me fast on his knees. At times his cockhead kissed my wet ass lips. Repeated vigorous humping of my ass sent strange tickling, humming sensations throughout my body and a minute later, his steel pole hit my hole, opening it just a little to accommodate its head, as it pass my crack. Soon it started happening again and again when this thick cock moved up as he humped. My boy-pussy clamping down on his cockhead and releasing it as he humped might have felt good to him too. He changed his moves. Instead of rubbing this hot monster along my ass crack, he started pumping his cockhead in and out of my hole at a vigorous pace. Just his cockhead going in and out of me. My hole opening and clamping on his cockhead, again and again, pushed him to the edge. Suddenly he rammed his monster cock in me so forcefully that I felt an unbearable searing pain in my ass, I tried to scuttle away, but he held me firmly with his hands on my waist and his hard cock powerfully pushed against my hole. Then he exploded. He growled. With just his cockhead in me, I felt his cock spasm, spurting of his jizz spraying my chute, reaching deep inside me and filling me with his nectar. After seven or eight spurts, he pulled out and dry-humped my crack for a few seconds. Finally, he collapsed on me, crushing me. He was panting and heaving. I was drenched in his sweat. His cock was trapped between us, sticky with his load. It felt like we lay there for hours. I didn't ever want to move! I was floating on air and dizzy with pleasure -- but soon I felt his cock begin to soften on my ass crack. Oh, it felt so amazing. He slowly rolled us onto our sides, with my back against his chest, his hand around my middle, and his cock against my ass. Not a word was said. Within minutes, he seemed to have gone to sleep. I was so exhausted that I also went to sleep in his arms. The next morning I was awakened by him shouting my name from the first floor, "Joey, Mom is here." As I opened my eyes and got hold of reality, I found myself completely naked under the sheets in his bed. I knew that Marco was giving me a signal, as he knew Mom would come up to see me upstairs, just like every day. I ran to the bathroom before Mom could come. I sat on the toilet seat, reliving the night's event in my head. Just the thought of it made me hard and horny in an instant. I had a strange tickling in my chute thinking about the sprays of his jizz in my insides. I could still feel it in me. I looked at my back and ass in the reflection of the mirror, and saw white dried spots of his jizz on my waist and along my ass crack. ---To Be Continued---