Date: Wed, 9 May 2018 14:44:51 +0300 From: Alex Rogers Subject: Meet My Dad and My Uncle Part 1: Uncle Abe Dominates Me Disclaimer: This fictional story depicts gay sexual encounters between adult male and underage teenager. It also contains incest, watersports, BDSM and humiliation. If you are not of legal age or not interested in such material, please leave now. By continuing to read on, you are confirming that it is legal for you to view the material in this story. Author's notes: I am not an experienced writer and this is my first attempt at writing gay erotica. If you enjoyed Part 1, please let me know by email as a form of encouragement to upload Part 2. All constructive comments are welcome. I would also appreciate constructive notes from experienced writers. Many thanks, Alex. ---------------------- Meet My Dad & My Uncle – Part 1: Slave To My Uncle Abe "Way to go, Joshua," I vainly said to myself as I stared at the reflection of my eighteen-year-old physique in the patio's glass door. I had just finished my daily laps in our pool, which I have been doing religiously since mid spring. My body has changed drastically over the past six months. My upper body was gradually becoming V-shaped and the muscles on my pecs, arms and legs have become more defined. I'm by no means bulky; just fit. I turn to my side to check out my lats and butt; I am pleased with the results. My butt has always received complements from girls at school and they always said it was one of my greatest "assets". I actually owe my bubbly butt to the genes on my father's side of the family. From my mom's Nordic side, I inherited my blonde hair and blue eyes. Except for my armpits, pubic hair, and moderately hairy legs, I am naturally smooth; just like the men in her family. ---------------------- My mom, Isabelle, passed away five years ago and ever since, my dad, Jack, occupied his time by running his own successful advertising company. He's a workaholic and he loves it. He also loves me very much but he never quite figured out how to be a single parent. He tries, but because of his hectic schedule, he wasn't always there. He's also not the affectionate type. We rarely had a "buddy" relationship and he was always somewhat formal. The only way he knew how to show his love was by making sure I was well provided for. We live in a large beautiful house in one of the best neighborhoods in Pasadena, and I go to the best private school in the district. In return, I always tried to be the good son. My grades were always exceptional and I never got into any trouble. My dad never remarried. Over the years, he had a few casual girlfriends but his relationships never lasted long because of his busy work. It didn't bother him much as he'd never get attached to the women he dated anyway. ---------------------- My father is a man's man. He's 43 and quite the catch. When we're out, he gets a lot of attention. I always notice women checking him out, and some men, too. Even married women in my dad's circle of friends are always "jokingly" feeling his muscles and pinching his firm round butt. When he was younger, he was the star of his rugby team. He was born to be a rugby player. He had the agility and the natural physique to match. He's 6'1 and bulky. With his broad shoulders, impeccable pecs, and bulging arms – which he likes to show off by wearing Polo shirts one size too small – the man is a beast. Despite the few extra pounds he gained over the last few years, his body is still in top notch shape. When clean shaven, he has an adorable baby face, but for the past few years, he's been sporting a full beard; dark brown with a touch of gray, which makes him incredibly macho and sexy. His beard complements his hazel eyes and buzz cut brown hair. He's also quite the hairy man; brown fur perfectly blankets his upper body, arms and legs. But by far, my dad's best physical feature is his huge fat cock. It's one of the most beautiful uncut fuckers I have ever seen. I've never seen it erect, but when soft, it's about seven inches and frighteningly thick. I am sure there's an additional inch hidden in his magnificent forest of pubic hair. His balls are quite the sight, too. Large and hang tight underneath his massive tool. ---------------------- I had just turned thirteen the first time I saw my dad fully naked. It was by accident. He had just finished his shower and was getting ready to get dressed when I barged into his bedroom. My eyes were immediately drawn to his gigantic manhood and I loudly and unknowingly gasped! "Did it scare you there, son?" he jokingly said as he put on his underwear. "It's huge, dad! It's a lot bigger than mine," I impulsively replied. He laughed hysterically and said, "Don't worry, sport. Yours will be as big as mine and maybe even bigger when you're older. All the men in our family are blessed with big tools. You just be patient." That day was my awakening. I felt something; something new. I lied on my bed thinking about my dad's stunningly naked body and all its glory. What was wrong with me? Why was I turned on by my naked father? That night, I felt the urge to masturbate for the very first time. It was as if my dick had a mind of its own. I needed the release. I had heard of jerking off from the guys at school but never really tried it. But that night was as good a time as any. I locked my room door, and lied naked on my bed. I massaged my cock head and I instantly felt my body shiver. Clear goo oozed from my piss slit. I didn't panic. I knew it was precum. The guys in schools had talked about masturbation, A LOT, and in details. The more I rubbed my precum all over the head, the more electricity ran through my whole body. I was moaning. I had never felt such pleasure before. Something in my fucked up brain urged me to taste my own precum. I'd never thought in a million years I would ever taste anything that comes out of my piss-slit. Logic said it was wrong and gross, but the urge was unnatural. I brought my precum-soaked finger closer to my tongue and with much hesitation, I licked it. To my surprise, it tasted good, real good. It was salty and delectable. I wanted more. Why haven't the guys in school mention the taste? The shivers became more frequent and my cock was throbbing in my hand. I knew I was ready to explode. I closed my eyes and gently stroked my dick. More precum oozed and I rubbed my shaft with it. It sent me over the edge. I stroked faster and faster. I was moaning uncontrollably. My body was no longer shivering, it was violently shaking as shot after shot of cum flooded my body. I wanted to scream as loud as possible but I couldn't. The first squirt was so powerful it landed on my face. With no hesitation this time, I licked the cum that hit my lips and swallowed it. The second and third shots hit my chest and the fourth and fifth landed on my stomach. I breathed heavily for a couple of minutes until I calmed down and my cock softened. With my left hand, I grabbed my phone and snapped pictures of my cum-soaked smooth body and face. The photos were breathtaking and I never deleted them. I wiped off the cum on my face and body with my hand and licked it clean. I didn't shower that night. I wanted the stickiness and the scent of cum to stay with me all night. The next morning I woke up with a smile on my face, but it didn't last long. The guilt of jerking off thinking about my naked dad kicked in and it was awful. As much as I wanted to, after that night, I never intentionally fantasized about my dad. But to this day, whenever he's shirtless or I accidentally see him naked, I would furtively gaze at his body for as long as I could, and every now and then, I would have wet dreams about him that are always so fucking wild. I did, however, fantasize a lot about uncle Abe, and for some reason, I never felt guilty about it. Maybe because he's my dad's half brother or maybe because uncle Abe's character is completely different from dad's. ---------------------- When my father's parents separated, my grandmother married a man of Lebanese descent and had uncle Abe, who's three years younger than dad, and aunt Katia, who's seven years younger. Uncle Abe's actual name is Ibrahim, Arabic for Abraham, but everyone called him Abe. Although my dad lived with his father after his parents divorced, he and his half siblings were really close and they loved each other. They all lived in the same neighborhood and over the years, my dad and uncle Abe became best friends and played for the same local rugby team. I actually saw both my dad and uncle Abe shed tears for the first time in my life as they were saying their goodbyes during uncle Abe's farewell party, right before he moved to London four years ago. ---------------------- Just like my dad, uncle Abe is the definition of a real man. While marginally shorter than my father, his muscular and broad body give the illusion he's a giant. His voice is husky and loud; very loud. He sounds like Alex Jones, which for some reason, I find incredibly manly and sexy. He inherited his light tanned rugged body and dark brown hair from his father and piercing green eyes and long lashes from his mother. I've seen him in his swimming trunks a few times and his body is fucking majestic. He's hairy, not quite as furry as dad, and it flawlessly covers his enormous torso and six pack, all the way down to his thick thighs and legs. He also has naturally muscled calves. Any bodybuilder would be envious of uncle Abe's calves. When he used to come over for a swim, I couldn't wait for him to get out of the pool. His wet trunks would stick to his crotch and I could see the outline of his dick and its fat circumcised mushroom. But unlike my dad's baby face, uncle Abe's face is intimidating. He has a natural hostile look that always made him look fierce and was about to fight someone. His seductive dark brown bushy beard and shaggy hair made him even more menacing. When he smiled, it always looked devilish. I've never seen a sexier smile on a man. Also unlike dad, he was very touchy-feely in a playful yet bully-like way. Whenever he joked or teased someone, which he did a lot, he would follow with a headlock or jabs on the chest or arms. His jabs left temporary marks on my arms a few times but I never did mind it. If I had to describe uncle Abe in one word, I'd say he's a brute. A GODDAMN SEXY BRUTE. He was always fun to have around. Everyone liked him as he was always up for a good time. He was also always up to date with pop culture, sports and technology, which was great for someone my age. I've had way more interesting conversations with him than I ever had with dad. We also both love video games and played frequently. I've always wished my dad was as fun and as warm as his brother. The only thing I disliked about uncle Abe was that he always called me "kiddo". ---------------------- Few months after I had jerked off for the first time, I came to terms with my sexuality but I've kept it to myself. I never told anyone, not even my closest friends. I especially didn't tell my dad because as a macho ladies man, I knew he would be disappointment if he found out his son was gay. Over the years, I dated and made out with few girls, just to keep up appearances. But I never felt any sexual desire for any of them and would always make up excuses to break off the relationships. I have also come to terms that I am not attracted to guys my age; only butch men with bodies that resembled my dad's or uncle Abe's. In fact, Uncle Abe was the hero of many of my sexual fantasies. When I started checking out porn sites, I always looked at images and videos of muscled hairy men, but whenever I jerked off, I would always fantasize about uncle Abe holding me in his arms, kissing me and making love to me. That lasted up until last year. During one of my all night porn viewing sessions, I was intrigued to explore different kinds of videos. I eventually fell into the vortex of raunchy BDSM and humiliation porn, and MAN, OH MAN! It was a whole new world. A world I really liked. The more I watched, the more I wanted to be part of that world. It turned me on like fucking crazy watching a ruthless master dominate his slave, humiliate him by making him lick his boots and feet, drill his asshole, and drench his face and mouth with cum and piss. I envied those slaves. I wanted to be one of them. I wanted to be dominated, humiliated and fucked like a whore by my savage master, who in my fantasies, was always uncle Abe. Alas, in reality, I'm an eighteen-year-old virgin who has never been kissed or even touched by a man. ---------------------- "Stop staring at yourself, you look like an idiot," aunt Katia said as she stepped into the patio. Aunt Katia lives close by with her husband and their two young daughters. We call her chef Katia because she's always at our house cooking for us and her food is remarkable. "How many laps this time?" she asked. "The usual." "Good. Now go shower and put on some nice clothes. Uncle Abe is coming for dinner." "WHAT?! Uncle Abe is back?" I asked as my heart skipped a beat, "when did he get back?" "Last week." "Last week?! How come I haven't seen him yet?" "He's been busy with his new job and settling into his new apartment. But, you'll get to see him soon." "Did he leave London?" "Yeah, he's back for good. He got a good job offer here in Pasadena," she explained, "by the way, he's not with aunt Emma anymore so don't bring her up during dinner." "What happened?!" "It seems lately they haven't been getting along and she didn't wanna leave her job in London so they decided to separate." "That's awful. I'm sorry to hear that. On the bright side, dad must be really thrilled." "Yeah, we're all very excited. We haven't seen Abe in three years. Now go shower. You smell of chlorine." I rushed up to my room and locked the door. I lied on the bed with a huge smile thinking of uncle Abe and of how much I've missed him. The last time I saw him was at his farewell party. I was fourteen; he was thirty six. I hope he doesn't call me "kiddo" tonight. I don't want to be his "kiddo", I want to be his fucking slut. I was starting to get aroused when aunt Katia yelled for me to come down. Fuck! No time to jerk off. I grabbed a quick shower, put on a pair of nice jeans and shirt and headed down. ---------------------- As I walked down the stairs, I saw the back of man dressed in a dark suit. My dad was facing him, chatting and grinning. That's unmistakably uncle Abe's broad back. I've never seen him in a suit before. My dad spotted me and gestured to hurry down. Uncle Abe turned around with a smile on his face that quickly changed into a look of shock. I was shocked, too. Uncle Abe looked even hotter than before. Maybe it was the stylish three-piece suit that hugged his muscled body; maybe it was the neatly cut hair and groomed beard that gave him an even more serious look, or maybe it was the extra few pounds he put on since I last saw him that made him look bigger and stronger. He looked smart, intimidating and unbelievably sexy. "Holy shit! Is that Josh?" I've missed that sexy devilish smile. "Uncle Abe, I'm glad you're back. It's been so long." "Oh my god, look at you. You are a man! I don't believe it. Come here, give me a hug." In a typical uncle "brute" fashion, he yanked me closer and engulfed my whole body in his arms. His body was solid hard. It was like hugging a rock. His beard brushed against my cheek. It was electrifying. Our crotches were pressed against each other. They stayed pressed throughout the hug. I could smell his manly musk. It's overpowering. Uncle Abe was always anti-cologne; he used to say only sissies wore cologne. I did not wear any that evening. As much as I never wanted the hug to end, I needed him to let go before he could feel the stiffness in my pants. "Let me look at how much you've changed, uncle Abe." It worked. He let go. I gazed at his face for a couple of seconds and quickly noticed the sparse of gray in his hair and beard. His face was unbelievably hot. I jabbed his firm gut a couple of times and joked, "Uncle Abe, were you working at a fish and chips joint in London?" My dad laughed at my joke. I think he was happy he wasn't the only who had lately gained weight. "You little punk," uncle Abe replied with a smile. "I've missed you so much, uncle Abe." "I missed you, too, ki—well I can't call you kiddo anymore, you're a man now." I couldn't stop smiling. "He's grown a lot since you last saw him," dad said, "did you notice how hard his body is? he's been taking swimming very seriously." I was now grinning that my dad had noticed how my body has changed. I definitely didn't expect that compliment from him. "I can tell. His body is getting quite muscular. Like father like son," uncle Abe replied. I was loving the ego boost I was getting from those two gorgeous men. "You must be killin' it with the girls in school. Do you have a girlfriend?" uncle Abe added. Before I could answer, my dad interjected, "He had quite a few. He's a ladies' man." "Just like his dad." Aunt Katia walked into the living room and announced dinner was ready. Perfect timing as I really wanted the conversation about girls to end. Aunt Katia was joining us alone. Her husband was on babysitting duty. My dad put his hand on uncle Abe's back and escorted him to the dining room. I walked behind them looking at the backs of two sexy beasts, wishing I was sandwiched between them. I was getting hard again. This was going to be a problem for me throughout the whole evening. Before joining everyone for dinner, I stepped into the washroom, splashed my face with cold water and exhaled. Moments later, my erection subsided. When I walked into the dining room and saw how beautiful the table was set, I took out my phone and declared I was gonna take some pics for my Instagram. I took photos of the food, of dad, of aunt Katia, and of course, of uncle Abe. I never intended to put any of the pics on Instagram but I needed a photo of uncle Abe's new look for my all-night wanking session. I paid close attention to the conversation during dinner, sometimes joining in. I knew if I got distracted, even a little, my mind would wander into dangerous territory. Uncle Abe talked about London, his divorce, and how happy he was to be back and reconnect with family and friends. He liked London, but he hated being away from loved ones. He and dad then reminisced about their rugby days and mischievous adventures when they were younger. After dinner was over, dad took uncle Abe into the patio for brandy and cigars while I helped aunt Katia clear the table. I was glad the evening was almost over. I so badly wanted to go up to my room, get naked and fantasize being a salve to uncle Abe's cock. After we finished clearing the table, I stepped into the patio to announce I'm going to bed when dad said, "Hey, sport, uncle Abe was telling me he's still got few boxes to unpack at his new place. Would you like to come with me tomorrow morning and help out?" I was motionless. All I could think of was two hairy, sweaty shirtless men moving boxes. There's that dangerous territory again. I had to snap out of it but dad beat me to it. "YO! You can say no if you don't wanna. I know tomorrow is saturd.." "I'd love to help out," I interrupted. "Great," dad replied. Before I could say goodnight, uncle Abe suggested, "Josh, I was thinking, how about you come over tonight for a sleepover? Your dad can join us tomorrow morning. I could use the company. I got a bunch of new video games I wanna try out and I would love to kick your ass. You can also help me set up a Tinder profile since I'm single now. What do you say?" Was this really happening? Me and uncle Abe alone all night? "That would be awesome, if dad is fine with it," I replied without any hesitation. "He's fine with it. I already asked him. He's got a date later anyway and he's happy to get rid of you, if you know what I mean." He winked and added, "Go grab all the stuff you need. It's a large place and you'll have your own room." "Cool." "I'm excited. We need to spend more time together. A geezer like me needs to feel young again." I smiled and ran up to my room. I was getting anxious and turned on at the same time. Calm down, Joshua. Breathe..breathe. Could this be it? I wanted this so badly for a long time. I know I'm more than ready. I knew if my first time was with uncle Abe, it would be special and memorable. He was always the hero of my fantasies, the primitive beast who would dominate me and ravish my asshole. And then reality hit. WHAT THE FUCK AM I SAYING? This is all in your head, Josh. Uncle Abe is not gay. He's been with a lot of gorgeous women. You're not even close on his radar. Plus, you're his fucking nephew. Get real and stop building up this ridiculous fantasy in your mind. It took me a moment to compose and convince myself that I shouldn't get my hopes up and this was just going to be a night of quality time with my uncle Abe. "Yalla, let's go," uncle Abe yelled. I knew what "yalla" meant; it's Lebanese for "let's go." It has become a tradition in our house to quote the Lebanese words uncle Abe and aunt Katia threw at us from time to time. I grabbed my backpack and stuffed in a t-shirt, a pair of underwear, my phone charger and my toothbrush. I headed downstairs to see dad and uncle Abe waiting by the door. "What the hell took you so long? Were you jacking off?" uncle Abe wickedly said. "Funny," I replied sarcastically, "let's go old geezer." "You're son is a dick," he said to my dad with a smile. Dad gave me a quick hug me and said, "Have a good time and I'll see both of you in the morning." ---------------------- The drive to uncle Abe's apartment was short and mundane. We talked about the latest movies and video games. He also told me he got me a gift from London which I couldn't wait to see. The apartment was in a new fancy building, which I had anticipated. Uncle Abe had a good paying job working as a senior financial analyst for a multinational corporation. We took the elevator to the tenth floor. There was brief awkward silence which he quickly broke with an irritating move, typical of uncle Abe. He pretended he was gonna flick my forehead, as I flinched, he flicked my balls. "Hey!" I said as I covered my balls with my hands. "Did it hurt?" "No." "Then you ain't got no balls." "I do, and they're huge, but you missed." "Huge, eh? What about the sausage? Do you take after your dad?" "WHAT?!" I couldn't believe what he had just asked. "Do. You. Have. A. Big. Sausage. Like. Your. Dad?" he sarcastically repeated. "How do you know how big my dad's dick is?" "He's my brother, dude, I have seen him naked several times," he said nonchalantly. "Oh!" "Well?" "It's not bad." "So, tiny!" "NO! It's about seven and half inches when fully erect." He burst into laughter and jabbed my shoulder. He was teasing me as he used to always do. I was glad he hasn't changed. I smiled and said, "Who's the dick now?" "I'm just teasing ya, buddy," he replied as the elevator door opened to his floor. We stepped into the apartment and it was huge, just like he said. There was not much furniture in the spacious living room except for a large curved smart TV resting on a stand, a surround sound system, an Xbox One, a large blue-gray L-shaped couch and a small coffee table. On the far end of the living room there was was a small dining table with a laptop on top. Next to the table there was a cart with different bottles of alcohol. Behind the table there were more than 25 unpacked small, large and very large boxes stacked on top of each other. One of them was labeled "TOYS". I was baffled. Uncle Abe doesn't have any kids. Maybe it's his collection from when he was a kid that had a sentimental values. "Nice place," I complimented. "Thanks. It's almost complete. There will be more furniture coming in the next few days." He switched on the TV to CNN and pointed to the room on the left side of the TV. "That's your room. It's a second master bedroom with its own en suite." Yeah, point me to the slave bedroom, I silently joked. "Awesome! I'm gonna go and put my bag in my room. I also need to charge my phone. It's dead," I replied. "Cool, I'm gonna get out of this fucking suit and grab a quick shower. Make yourself at home." I went into my bedroom which was elegantly furnished. The bed was king size with a black duvet on top of matching black sheet and pillow cases. On the bed there was a Diesel bag with my name on it. Inside it, a pair of jeans and a pair of sunglasses. They were pretty hip and stylish. I quickly threw my backpack on the floor, put my phone in the charger and went back into the living room and sat on the couch. I didn't change the channel. Uncle Abe's room was on the right side of the TV. His door was slightly open. I could see his large bed facing the door. It also had a dark duvet; a navy blue one. On the bed there was a folded towel. Suddenly, uncle Abe stepped into my view fully naked. My heart started beating very fast. I was entranced. It was the first time I've seen his bare butt. It was sculpted to perfection; firm, round, and stuck out. It was hairy, but not too hairy. I stayed still. I didn't want to make any sound. I didn't want him to know I was watching him. I didn't want this glorious scene to end. My cock was starting to get hard. It was piercing through my jeans wanting to be free. It hurt but I didn't care. I wanted him to turn around. I really wanted to see his cock, which I had imagined several times in my fantasies, but at the same time, I didn't want him to see me assaulting his body with my eyes. My prayers were shortly answered; he grabbed the towel and turned to his side. I could see his dangling fire hose. I was in awe of this man's beautiful cock. Even from a distance it was long and thick. I tried to guess its flaccid size; six? Six and a half inches? I could be wrong. I could partially see his balls but his dick was more than enough to satisfy my viewing pleasure for now. He scratched his pubic hair and disappeared from sight. I shortly heard the sound of running water. I was feeling a rush. I began to relive the fantasies in my head. I needed to calm myself down. I walked to the booze cart and grabbed the vodka bottle. I had vodka before at parties and have become accustomed to its taste. I took a couple of tiny sips and put it back. I saw uncle Abe's laptop. It was unlocked. I decided to distract myself by checking out my Twitter since my phone was dead. Nothing exciting on Twitter! When I closed the browser, I noticed a folder on his desktop labeled "Pics". I opened it and quickly flipped through the photos. Some were of uncle Abe out and about in London and some were of his colleagues and friends. There was one video in the folder. I played it and my jaw fucking dropped. It was a 15 second homemade video of uncle Abe when he was few years younger fucking a young man. What the hell?! I couldn't believe it. He was brutally fucking his ass while talking dirty to him. The guy was shooting the video while getting fucked with what clearly was a phone camera. A bad one. The video quality was terrible but I could clearly see both their faces. The man in the video was much younger than uncle Abe. He looked like he was in his early twenties. He was cute, smooth and fit. I closed the video, opened the browser again and went through uncle Abe's Internet history. I went through the list of visited sites and some of them were actually gay porn. I clicked on the first site and it was BDSM porn. I clicked on the second link and it was the same. Dozens of sites of hairy muscled men dominating younger men. This can't be true. I was grinning like I had just struck gold. What excited me the most is the sub men on those sites were quite young and smooth. Just like the guy in my uncle Abe's video...and just like me. In an unexpected twist, my fantasies now had a good chance of becoming realities. The water stopped running. I quickly closed all open pages and went into my room and closed the door. So many thoughts in my head. Is uncle Abe gay? Bi? Was he always into men? Was he into men when he saw my dad naked? My mind was trying to process so many things at a high speed rate. I was going crazy. "Where are you hiding?" he yelled. God, that husky voice is pure sex! "Coming." My heart was beating fast. I stepped into the living room to see uncle Abe in just his bathrobe. My heart was beating faster. It was firmly tied and his genitals were covered but not his stellar chest. "Thank you for the lovely gift, uncle Abe. I love it." "You're welcome. How come you're still in jeans? Get comfortable. Put on some shorts or something." Shit! I genuinely forgot to pack shorts. "I didn't bring any shorts." "Habibi, then take off your jeans and stay in your underwear." I knew "habibi" was Arabic for "my love." Uncle Abe says it all the time and to everyone, even the people he hardly knew. It's apparently a Lebanese thing. I stood there in awkward silence. "What? Are you shy?" "No, I'm not shy. I'll be right back." I wasn't shy. I was concerned. I could barely hide my hard on with jeans but now, I was gonna be really exposed. I took off my jeans and changed my shirt into a white t-shirt, walked back into the living room and sat next to him on the couch. "So what do you feel like doing?" he asked, "we could play video games or watch a movie first or chitchat. We got all night." "I'm cool with anything. We can catch up first and then play some games." I immediately regretted my decision. Playing video games would have been the perfect distraction. Before I gave him the chance to say anything, I said, "On second thought, let's play first. I'm excited to see how games would look on your TV." "Sure. How about Forza 7?" "Perfect," I replied. "I bought this curved TV especially for gaming. You'll love it." Uncle Abe moved from the couch and sat on the rug in front of the TV. He crossed his legs. I wish he hadn't. When I sat next to him, I could see his bathrobe had slightly ridden up and the slit had exposed his beautiful huge cock with part of it resting on the rug. The view was spellbinding. I was instantly aroused and quickly held the controller close to my crotch to hide my erection. The game was intense, which was a relief. We both took our gaming seriously. We've played a lot before when I was younger and his insults were always tame. This time, the insults were adult-like. He would hit me with one and I would fire back. I loved our exchange. We played for an hour and he said his back was killing him from sitting on the floor and asked if we could take a break. I agreed and we moved back to the couch. "So, are you on the swimming team?" he questioned. "Yeah, it's tough and competitive but I have a great coach who helped me improve my technique." "That's great! You know, if you wanna maintain that physique of yours, you shouldn't drink vodka. It's full of carbs." I was flabbergasted. Was he keeping measure of his bottles or did he see me? "What? I don't drink vodka!" He leaned closer and softly said, "I could smell it on your breath." I didn't know what to say except apologize and plead with him not to tell my dad. "Relax," he said, "what happens at uncle Abe's stays at uncle Abe's. Also, if you were in the UK, you could legally drink." "Seriously?" "Yeah." "Wow!" "Go grab that bottle," he ordered. I brought the bottle and put it on the coffee table. "Now go into the kitchen and bring us a couple of glasses, some ice and some cranberry juice from the fridge." I was about to share an alcoholic drink with uncle Abe like an adult. I couldn't be more excited. I brought the items he requested and he filled two glasses with little vodka, no ice and no juice. "Okay, before we have a proper drink we need to take a shot. This is the right way to do it." He lifted the two glasses and handed me one. "Don't taste it, just down it." I nodded in agreement. He clinked my glass, said "cheers" and gulped his drink. I followed what he did and gulped mine. I instantly felt a buzz and was more relaxed. He filled our glasses with more vodka, ice and little cranberry juice. He handed me my drink and grabbed the remote. He lifted his body slightly and placed his right leg under his left thigh and sat on it, causing his bathrobe to ride up again, exposing his junk. While he flipped through the channels, I couldn't help but stare. This was the best view I've had of his massive knob all night. And I could finally get a clear view of his large hairy balls and they did not disappoint. Jesus Christ! I'm stiff again. I knew he was gonna look back at me any second and notice my erection. I grabbed the throw pillow behind me and placed it on my crotch and took a big gulp of vodka. "Easy there, tiger. You're gonna get drunk pretty soon." "It's OK. I'm used to it." I lied. I was starting to get tipsy but was feeling very, very relaxed. He giggled and said, "I am sure you are but a drink like this is meant to be enjoyed. Don't worry, the bottle is full and it's ours for the night." I smiled. "Fuck, nothing good on TV. How about some music?" he asked. "Music is good. What do you have?" "I'm now into this British band called Neon Waltz. Heard of them?" "Nope." "They are awesome." He played one of their songs and went into some sort of a trance. He closed his eyes and started singing along. His left foot, still placed on the rug, started jamming to the music. This was the first time I had noticed uncle Abe's feet. OH MY GOD! Could this man be anymore perfect? He had the most beautiful large feet I had ever seen; nicely pedicured, slightly wide, and curved perfectly. They were FLAWLESS. I just wanted to worship them. The combination of his chest hair, exposed massive dick, and perfectly shaped feet was driving me wild. I could hear my heart beating fast again and could feel my cock throbbing. I felt like I was gonna erupt any second. I clumsily took another gulp of vodka which went half into my mouth and the other half onto my white t-shirt. "SHIT," I yelled. He opened his eyes and looked at the mess I made. "What happened?" He saw the cranberry juice stain on my shirt and laughed. "Yeah, I can tell you're used to drinking. Take it off. I'll put it in the machine before it stains." I took my shirt off and he disappeared from the living room, which gave me just enough time to compose myself. He returned and said it should be ready in an an hour. "If you want another shirt, you could borrow one of mine. It would look like a dress on you, though." "No, thanks. I'm fine." I was now sitting next to this gorgeous man in nothing but my boxer briefs. He refilled my glass and topped up his. "Drink it slow this time." I nodded. He muted the music and said, "So, can I get personal?" Odd! He usually doesn't require anyone's permission to ask personal questions. "Sure," I confirmed. "And remember, whatever we talk about at uncle Abe's.." He waited for me to finish his sentence. "Stays at uncle Abe's," I replied. "Tell me about the ladies in our life. Your dad mentioned earlier you HAD girlfriends. Anyone in your life now?" "Not at the moment." "Why not?" "Well, I've been focusing a lot on school, senior year and all, and on my swimming and extracurricular activities for my college application. So, you know.." He scoffed and said, "No, I don't know. That was a bullshit answer. Those aren't enough excuses not to get pussy." As much I was thrilled he was talking to me like an adult, I was feeling a bit cornered and prayed he would change the topic. But he kept on pressing. "Have you had sex yet?" I remained silent and avoided eye contact. "That's okay. You're still young and the right chica will come into your life and take away your virginity." My eyes were still avoiding his. "That's not the problem. I have had girls who wanted to sleep with me." "And?" "I couldn't do it." "Why not?" "I wasn't attracted to any of them." "Were they ugly?" "No, they were gorgeous. Any guy would be lucky to have them." Brief silence. "Josh, are you gay?" "Yes." I didn't hesitate. It must have been booze confidence or the fact that I now know he's also into men and would understand. "I see. Do you have a boyfriend?" "No, I don't. I've never had one. I've never even touched or kissed another man." "What about guys in school. I'm sure there must at least one good looking guy who'd be lucky to date you." "I am not attracted to guys my age. I like men." "Oh!" The vodka was kicking in hard. It was making me lose all inhibitions. My next question was about to change the course of the evening and my life. "What about you, uncle Abe?" "What about me?" "What type of men are you into?" My question caught him off guard. His eyes widened and with an awkward smile, he asked, "What? What makes you ask me that?" I smirked and said, "Well, I saw the video of you and your friend on your computer and I went through your browser history while you were in the shower." His expression quickly changed. The look on his face was something I had never seen before. It was beyond intimidating. It was threatening! He leaned and quietly said, "What the fuck did you just say?" I was nailed to me seat. Very frightened. I felt he was about to punch me in the face with his colossal fist. A tear rolled down my cheek. "I'm really sorry uncle Abe. I didn't mean to. My phone was dead and I was checking my twitter and..." He turned his head away and interrupted, "I think it's time for you to go to bed." "Uncle Abe, I'm really sorry." "GO TO YOUR ROOM. NOW!" he yelled and stood up, "UGH! I'm so fucking mad I don't even wanna look at you, Josh. There's nothing worse than invading someone's privacy. How dare you?" "You don't have to worry about anything, uncle Abe. Your secret is safe with me. I even like the same kinky stuff you're into, and like you said, what happens at uncle Abe's..." "Josh, this is the last time I'm gonna tell you, GO TO YOUR FUCKING ROOM!" I stood to my feet. More tears rolled. On the way to the bedroom, he said, "God if I was your dad right now, I would have severely punished you." ---------------------- I went into the bedroom and closed the door contemplating what the fuck just happened. I ruined a perfectly good evening with one of my favorite people in the world. I was distraught and upset, wishing I had never agreed to the sleepover. This wasn't the plan I had in mind for my alone time with the man of my dreams. I paced and paced for few minutes. I wanted to fix the situation but I didn't know how. I moved closer to the door. I could tell he was still in the living room. The music was loud again. I built up the courage and opened the door. He ignored me. The look of aggression on his face was terrifying but it was also turning me on. Without much thought, I said, "You should." Still avoiding eye contact, he replied, "I should what?" "You should punish me." He gave me a puzzled, but still angry, look and said, "What? What are you talking about?" "You said if you were my dad you would have punished me. You're like my dad. You should punish me if it'll make you feel better." He looked away and said, "Go back to your room, Josh." I didn't listen to him. More courage was building up. There was no turning back now. Things have already gone to shit and they couldn't get any worse. I moved closer and waited for him to look at me. When he did, I slowly took off my underwear while maintaining eye contact. I was semi hard. He didn't yell. He just stared at my naked body and said, "What the hell are you doing, Josh?" I didn't reply. I moved closer to him and laid across his lap. "Josh, get off of me. You shouldn't be doing this. You're drunk." He could have easily pushed me off his lap, but he didn't. I rested my forehead onto the seat cushion and confidently said, "Punish me uncle Abe. Punish me hard. I know it'll make you feel better." "Josh—no—I don't.." His voice was breaking. I could sense he was gradually caving. "Just look at my untouched virgin ass uncle Abe. Tell me, have you seen anything like it? I bet you haven't. It's begging for your large hand to strike it." Uncle Abe wasn't saying anything but his cock was saying plenty. I felt it hard rubbing against my stomach. The touch of his hard cock against my body made me fully erect. My shaft was sandwiched between his thighs, brushing and throbbing against them. I turned my head and saw him biting his lips while staring lustily at my bare ass. I needed to get him angry again and close the deal. "I now know your dirty secret uncle Abe. The secret you don't want anyone else to find out." Suddenly, his giant fingers grabbed the hair on the back of my head and he tugged. It slightly hurt, but the intensity was turning me on. "Are you threatening me, you little punk?" he said menacingly. "No, no I am not, uncle Abe." "I didn't hear ya. What did you say?" "I'm not threatening you uncle Abe. I'm sorry." "AGAIN, WHAT DID YOU SAY?" he yelled as he tugged harder. I've seen enough porn to know what my next answer should be. "NO, SIR." He let go of my hair and placed his hand on my upper back and moved it down all the way to my ass as he said, "You know, it didn't have to come to this, boy, if you had just minded your own business." He lifted his monstrous hand and swatted my right ass cheek with it. I SCREAMED. It was a scream of pain and pleasure. Once the pain subsided, I was moaning. "There's nothing I hate more than A LITTLE CUNT DISRESPECTING ME," he aggressively said. Before I had the chance to say anything, he forcefully spanked my left cheek. I screamed again. The pleasure was intensifying. My cock was throbbing faster. "You don't invade your peoples privacy and you DON'T FUCKING THREATEN THEM. GOT IT?" "Yes, sir! I'm really sorry. What I did was wrong and I deserved to be punished." "I need to make sure that you've learned your lesson, boy." I was thrilled he wasn't done abusing my ass with his mighty hand. He spat a couple of times on both cheeks and followed with multiple rough spanks. The combination of his forceful hand and his spit hurt like hell. Tears rolled down my eyes and onto the seat cushion. I could tell he was enjoying it but at the same time, he was really mad. I was screaming, moaning and crying. This new feeling was phenomenal. I was in severe pain but also in ecstasy. How is this even possible? He grabbed his phone and snapped a picture of my ass. He held the photo in front of my face and said, "Are you gonna mess with your uncle's computers again, you little shit?" I looked at the picture. My ass was glowing red. Imprints of his thick fingers branded each cheeks. I felt I was his property. "No, sir. I will never do it again." "You bet your fucking red ass you won't." This whole new experience was sending me over the edge. I was gonna cum any moment and he could tell I was ready to explode. He placed his hand on my ass cheeks and squeezed them. He then ran his middle finger down my crack until it reached my sphincter. I sighed. This was the first time a finger had ever touched my asshole. He massaged it. It was sensational. He opened up my ass cheeks with both hands and spat right onto my asshole. The wetness of his spit sent spark waves across my whole body. I wanted him to spit more, instead, he licked his thick middle finger a couple of times and pushed the tip, violating my tight hole. It hurt, a lot. I grabbed the throw pillow and sunk my teeth onto it. He kept the tip of his finger inside my hole for a couple of minutes. The pain was quickly subsiding and turning into immense pleasure. "More. Please, sir! I want more," I begged as I moaned. He pushed in his finger further and gently fucked my virgin hole with it. My ass was swaying to the sound of my moans. When his entire sausage-like finger was in me, it hit my prostate. I've never felt such pleasure in my whole life. My body was trembling. "I'm cumming..I'm cumming..AAAHHHHHHHHH..oh god..oh god..oh god..oh god." I shot my load between his thighs. I must have squirted at least 6 or 7 times. I was panting like I had just swam fifty laps. My dick normally goes soft after cumming, but this time, it didn't. Uncle Abe was softly moaning as his cock throbbed against my body. His finger was still gently fucking my ass. I turned my head and his eyes were closed. I watched him as he slid his left hand underneath my stomach and rubbed his finger tips on my cum-soaked cock head. He took out his hand from underneath and spat on his palm a couple of times and stroked his cock, brushing the head against my body. He moaned louder as he finger-fucked my hole deeper and faster. It was violent but pleasurable. His gigantic body was now shaking and sweating. He let out a thunderous grunt as he erupted on my stomach. "AAAAHHHHHHHHHH..FUCK..FUCK..FUCK.." Several shots of warm thick cum hit my stomach. The feeling was extraordinary. He rested his left palm on my back and his right on my ass cheeks. His head rested on the couch's back pillow and panted for like a minute until I felt his cock soften. I wanted to see his cum-socked hand and dick and lick them clean. Despite all the pleasure, I felt I've missed out on few things. I raised my body to move away from his lap when he said, "What do you think you're doing, boy? Did I say you could move?" "No, sir. I'm sorry. I just wanted to clean your cock with my mouth." "Yeah? Sit on the rug between my legs." "Yes, sir!" It's happening. I was finally gonna taste his manhood and his sweet juice. I sat on the rug gazing at his soft cock; it was glistening with cum. It was a sight I wanted to remember for the rest of my life. He looked directly into my eyes and said, "You wanna clean it with your mouth, boy?" "Yes, sir." As I moved my hand to hold his dick, he spat on my face. I was stunned. I didn't expect it but I LOVED it. His spit was dripping across my face but I didn't wipe it off. I moved back a little. He lifted his right leg and placed his giant foot on my face and with it, he rubbed his spit all over my face. The sole of his foot was surprisingly smooth and it smelled a mixture of soap, sweat and uncle Abe's natural musk. It was fucking divine. I wanted him to keep it on my face for as long as he could. Instead, he pushed me with it to the floor. HOLY FUCK! This monster was humiliating me like I've always imagined in my fantasies. "You don't deserve my cock yet. I'm not done punishing you for what you did." I was elated at the thought there was more to come from my savage master. He ferociously looked me in the eyes and commanded, "Go into my room and get my suit pants." I walked to his room naked, hard and grinning at how this gorgeous beast was giving me orders like I'm his slave. It was everything I had dreamed a real man would be doing to me. I grabbed his pants and rushed back to the living room. He took out the black leather belt and folded it in half. "Get down on your knees in front of me like the dog you are and bury your face in the rug." I obeyed. He rested his right foot on the back my head and the left one on the rug right in front of my face. "Kiss it," he demanded. I wanted to kiss and lick it more than anything, but I also wanted him to use the belt. "No," I said with my face still buried in the rug. "Are you fucking disobeying me, boy?" I didn't get the chance to say anything. His belt swatted my ass cheeks. I YELPED. Tears rolled again. The pain was intense. The pleasure was indescribable. With his right foot that was resting on head, he pushed my head downwards towards his left foot and kept it pressed. "I said kiss it, cunt!" I kissed it. "Now lick it till I say stop." I licked each toe and everything in between. I then took his big toe in my mouth and suckled on it. It was luscious. I was in heaven. "Yeah, lick my foot like a fucking dog. You like that, don't ya?" I stopped licking and said, "Yes, sir. I love it." With an aggressive stare, he said, "Did I say you can stop licking, boy?" "I'm sorry, sir." He pressed my head again with his right foot and threateningly said, "I fucking own you, do you understand that? From now on, I'm your master and you better do everything your master orders you to do." Labeling himself as my master was more than I'd hoped for. What was happening was unreal. I continued licking his foot when he swatted my ass cheeks again with his belt. I grunted loudly. The second strike turned me on even more. My cum was ready to explode but I fought back. Moments later, he turned his foot to its side, exposing the sole. I buried my face in it for few seconds, sniffed it, and kissed it gently from top to bottom. He ordered me to stop. I did, even though I could have worshiped his magnificent foot all night long. He took his right foot off the back of my head and ordered me to stay on my knees. He leaned forward and buckled his belt like leash around my neck. Not tight; he left enough room so I wouldn't choke. He stood up and said, "Stay down, boy." He walked in front of me and tugged his belt commanding me to move. I crawled behind him. He was walking me like a dog towards his bedroom. He turned around, looked me in the eyes and smirked devilishly. I was enthralled by his enormous physique as he moved and by the sound of his massive cock as it slapped against his manly thighs. I was also overwhelmed by all the humiliation. I knew I would like it but I didn't expect to love it that much. We got into the bedroom but he continued walking into the bathroom as I crawled behind him. His bathroom was elegant and huge. It had a large jacuzzi tub that could easily fit two people and a separate large shower area with multiple shower heads. He also had a separate sauna and steam rooms. He stood in front of the toilet seat. I sat down on my knees next to him. He grabbed his cock with his left hand and pissed into the toilet. His right hand was still holding the belt like a leash. I was captivated as I watched his golden piss flow heavy, wishing it was splashing my face and my body. Before he was done, he looked at me, tugged the belt and said, "Come closer and show me your tongue, boy." He didn't have to say it twice. I got closer to his legs, opened my mouth and extended my tongue. As soon as he was done pissing he turned to me and positioned his dick above my mouth and shook it. Drops of piss dribbled onto my tongue. I waited till he shook the last drop and swallowed. His piss tasted fucking amazing. I wished he had more. I could tell how much he enjoyed watching me take his piss in my mouth by his semi erect cock. "Did you enjoy my piss, boy?" "Yes, sir. I wanted it all, not just few drops." "Don't worry, from now on, you're my urinal." "Thank you, sir." He watched me as I stared at his cock with lust. He didn't say anything, he just opened his hand and gestured towards his cock, giving me the permission. He put his hands on his waist and stood tall like a majestic statue of a Greek god. I brought my face closer to his crotch and buried my nose in his pubic hair. Sweet Lord! The scent was heavenly. I don't know why but I kissed them several times. I felt they deserved to be kissed. I reached down and grabbed his large hairy balls. They filled my hand. I sniffed them and was in awe of how manly they smelled and of how perfectly they complemented his dick. I licked them until they were both very wet and rubbed them all over my face. I was high on the taste and the aroma. I suckled on his right nut and took it in my mouth. Uncle Abe moaned. My tongue swirled all over it. I desperately wanted both of his balls in my mouth. I forced my jaw to take in the left one as well. I succeeded. The feeling was incredible. I wanted to keep them in forever. My tongue was alternating and I made sure they both got their fair share of my wet, warm tongue. "Where did you learn to do this, boy?" I didn't respond and didn't look at him. I knew if I saw the pleasure in his beautiful emerald eyes, I would immediately cum. His dick was fully erect. I've never seen it this hard before. The last time he came his cock was buried under my stomach. It was monstrous, yet sublime. At least 8 inches and wide. Almost as wide as a can of beer. He's a lucky man to have such an amazing instrument, but at that moment, I was the luckiest person in the world that I got to play with it. I grabbed his cock. It was hefty but smooth. I studied every inch and every vein and came to the conclusion that uncle Abe's cock was an art masterpiece. I stroked it while I fondled his balls. He moaned louder. His precum oozed. I was waiting for it. I brought my tongue closer to his giant mushroom and licked the precum off the piss-slit. I could taste uncle Abe's musk with the saltiness of his precum. It's was exquisite. I suckled on the cock head like a lollipop until it was coated with my saliva. I push my spit down his shaft with my hand and stroked it gently. "You're good, boy, are you sure you've never done this before?" I could hear the ecstasy in his deep voice. "Yours is the first I've tasted, sir," I replied with my sight focused on his shining dick. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and took in the first three inches and held them in, giving my jaw time to adjust. "Suck my cock, boy. Take it all in. I know you want to." Once I got more comfortable, I sucked the first three inches in and out for few moments and then grabbed his firm ass with both hands. I slowly pulled him closer to me as I tried to push in further with my mouth. I took in a couple of more inches. I gagged. I felt like I was choking and pulled out his cock. "Are you okay?" he gently asked. Oh, no! He's breaking character. He's concerned about me. I had to get him back on track. "Yes, sir. You're cock is big but nothing is too big for a slut like me." "So what are you waiting for, cocksucker. Take it all in your mouth before I shove it down your throat." "Yes, sir." Nothing was gonna stop from taking it all in. I didn't want him to think I couldn't do it. I didn't want him to get turned off. I wanted to please my master. I unhinged my jaw and slowly and painfully took in one inch at a time, overcoming every gag reflex challenge, until all eight inches were in my mouth. I couldn't believe it and neither could he, judging by the loud grunt he released. "You surprise me, boy. Only a handful of people were been able to take it all in. You ARE a fucking slut." I kept all eight inches in mouth for a couple of minutes feeling it throb against my tongue. Once my mouth got used to its sheer size I began to suck. It was bewildering. I would pull back a little and then deep throat until my nose touched his pubic hair. My jaw was getting more relaxed. I sucked him faster as my right hand stroked his shaft to the rhythm of my mouth. Uncle Abe grunted again and this time it sounded like a lion's roar. I could feel his body trembling and his cock throbbing in my mouth. Mine was throbbing, too. We were both very close to cumming. He took out his wet cock and rubbed it all over my face and slapped my tongue with it a couple of time. "I wanna fuck your mouth, boy." He shoved his cock back in my mouth and grabbed my head with both hands and raped my mouth fast and hard. "Yeah, you like that, slut? You like my big cock fucking your mouth? God this feels so good." He looked me in the eyes. The look on his face was getting even more aggressive. He spat on my face and rubbed his spit all over my face with his thumb. The combination of his aggressive mouth fucking, his humiliating words and his spit was giving unrealistic pleasure. I was moaning as his cock ravished my mouth. "I'm close," he said as he tried to pull out. I quickly grabbed his ass and pulled his body forward, letting him know I wanted him to shoot in my mouth. I looked at him again and saw his signature devilish smirk on his face and lust for me in his eyes. He was sweating heavily and it was dripping on my face. I was done for. My body shook. I wanted to scream but his huge rod silenced me. I moaned as I shot my load without touching my cock. I squirted my first and second loads on his right foot and the rest hit the tiles. He groaned as he came in my mouth. "AAAAHHHHHHHHHH..FUCK..OH FUCK..OH JOSH..SWALLOW MY CUM HAIBI..FUCK." He squirted at least five powerful streams of his thick juicy cum in my mouth. I tried to swallow every drop but some of it escaped my mouth. He was panting heavily as he rested his hands on my head. Moments later, he calmed down as his cock softened in my mouth. I took it out and licked it clean. I looked at uncle Abe and he had a huge smile of contentment on his face. I smiled back. "Did you enjoy it, sir?" He gave me an I-didn't-expect-it-to-be-this-good look and nodded. He then lifted his right foot, which was covered in my cum, and placed it on the rim of the toilet seat. "What are you gonna do about that, slut?" I smirked and grabbed his ankle and licked his foot clean with my tongue. Before I had the chance to swallow all my cum, he quickly pulled me to my feet and ordered me to open my mouth. He shoved his tongue inside and kissed me passionately. I was in a daze. Not only did I just have my first gay kiss and it was with uncle Abe, but he also tasted my cum. I have never felt more connected and more close to him. The man was perfectly making all my fantasies come true. He unbuckled the belt from around my neck and dropped it to the floor. "Get in the shower with me, boy, I need you to clean my body?" he ordered. "I'd love to, sir, but I need to take a piss first." "Then let's go," he said as he put his hand on the back of my neck and vigorously pushed me forward towards the shower area. "Get on the floor and lie on your back." I did what I was told. He ordered me to grab my cock and aim it at my face and then ordered me to open my mouth and piss. It took a few seconds for me to adjust to the situation but once I started going. I was drenched in my own piss. I swallowed all that I could with delight. Uncle Abe had a look of amazement on his face. He smirked and said, "God, your body looks amazing covered in piss. It's glistening." He moved closer and towered above me with my chest now between his legs. "Had enough or still thirsty?" "I want more, sir. Please shower me with your piss." A stream of golden piss splashed my face, my mouth and my body, and I managed to swallow most of it. The taste of uncle Abe's piss mixed with mine was fucking splendid. I was hard again. When he was done, I sat on my knees and cleaned his cock with my tongue and then took it in my mouth and started sucking him again. He stopped me! "Easy, boy! You already drained your master and he needs time to re-energize. Get up and let's take a shower." I stood up facing him. He got closer to me and kissed me, tasting the cocktail of his piss and mine. Uncle Abe was not just perfect, he was a fucking GOD! We showered together. I cleaned every inch of his body and he cleaned every inch of mine. When we finished, we dried ourselves off and walked into his bedroom. He got naked under the duvet on the right side of his bed. Before I could thank him for a wonderful evening and head to my room, he lifted up the left side of duvet and said, "What the fuck are you waiting for, boy?" I teared up as I got in bed and snuggled next to his hard hairy body. He extended his arm and I buried my face is his armpit hair while he wrapped his arm around my back. I placed my left arm across his wide hairy chest. "Good night, habibi' he said as shut his eyes. I slept in my beast's arms with a huge smile on my face. ---------------------- I woke up in the middle of night to find uncle Abe spooning me. His soft cock pressed against my ass and his arm blanketed my waist. I could feel him breathing on the back of my neck and I was instantly aroused. I wanted to wake him up but I didn't. He was fast asleep and I knew he was exhausted. I tried to go back to sleep but I couldn't. I was too horny and too happy as I relived the entire evening in my mind. I gently moved his gigantic arm from around my waist and quietly snuck out of bed. I closed the door behind me and went to my room and grabbed my now fully charged phone. I turned it on and checked the time. It was only 2am. I had received a message from dad asking if I was having a good time with my uncle Abe. I smiled thinking I wish I could tell him all the wild thing we did and how happy I was. I grabbed my phone and went into the living room and sat on the couch naked. After 20 minutes of going through Instagram and Twitter, uncle Abe opened his bedroom door. When I saw his beautiful naked body, I was hard again. I grabbed the throw pillow and placed it on my crotch. "Did I wake you?" I asked. "No. I just needed some water. I am dehydrate, thanks to you," he said with a smile. He sat next to me and added, "What are you doing?" "Not much. I couldn't sleep." He suddenly lifted the throw pillow off my lap. He smirked and said, "You couldn't sleep because you're a horny little slut. You know you don't have to hide your erection from me anymore. But here, let me fix you another drink to calm you down. The bottle is not empty yet and we said we'd finish it before morning." He poured us a couple of drinks. "Hey, uncle Abe, I wanted to thank for everything we did earlier." "So, you're fine with it? No regrets?" "Are you kidding? I'm more than fine. I loved every second of it." "Good, me too." "And I am really sorry again for invading your privacy. I knew it was wrong but I still did it anyway. I don't know why." "Don't worry about it. I know you were curious but you shouldn't do this again." "I won't. I promise." I took a sip and asked, "Do you think my dad will be okay with me being gay?" He took a sip from his drink, looked me and said, "Josh, your dad already knows." I was taken aback. "WHAT?!" "Yeah, we were talking about you on the patio earlier this evening. He told me he had his suspensions." When he saw the look of horror on my face, he said, "Relax! He's completely fine with it." "How the hell did he know?" "Well, you weren't very careful, were you? He spotted you few times gazing at him naked but he didn't wanna say anything to embarrassed you. Hell, I even noticed you checking me out when you were younger." "Oh god, this is so embarrassing. How am I gonna face him now?" "You will face him like a man. I told you he's fine with it. In fact, the sleepover was his idea. He wanted me to find out for sure if you were gay and he knew you'd feel more comfortable talking to me about it. I was hesitant at first but your dad insisted." "Hesitant? You didn't want me to come over?" "No, I didn't." "Oh!" I was crushed. I was about to cry but held back my tears. Then, he added, "I didn't wanna spend the night alone with you because I knew I wouldn't resist." "What do you mean?" "Josh, you've grown up to be a very sexy young man. Hotter than anyone I've ever been with and hotter than all the guys on those sites. The second I saw you when you walked down those stairs I knew I wanted you. But you are my nephew. I didn't want you here because I knew I'd go weak." I was exhilarated. He continued, "When I saw your ass in that underwear, oh sweet Jesus! I tried so hard to fight back. I've never seen such a perfect ass in my whole life." "It does get a lot of praise," I conceitedly replied. "When you said you liked the same kinky stuff I liked, it drove me wild. But I was never gonna make the first move. I wanted first to make sure you were comfortable and ready." "I've wanted you for a very long time, uncle Abe." "I have to say, I didn't expect you to be such an exceptional slave and cocksucker. I was very impressed. You are the first person in a very, VERY long time to make me cum twice within few minutes." "Really?" I was so thrilled at the notion that I can please this sexy god like no one else. "Hell yeah, and I hope I've pleased you, too." "I was on cloud nine the whole time. You made me cum twice without touching myself and you're making my fantasies come true. You have always been the man I fantasized about, uncle Abe, and the master I've always wanted." He leaned over and gently kissed my lips. I added, "But there's still one more fantasy I want you to make come true." "Yeah, what is it?" I moved closer and straddled his thighs. His hands quickly caressed my back and my ass. I wrapped my hands around his neck and looked him in the eyes. "I've always wanted you to fuck me, uncle Abe." "Are you sure?" "I'm more than sure. I've always wanted your mammoth cock to fuck my tight virgin ass." He smiled and kissed me. Our tongues intertwined. His hands were now squeezing my firm ass and I could feel his hard cock between my ass cheeks. I touched his left nipple and gently pinched it. He moaned, tilted back his head and closed his eyes. His hands never stopped squeezing my ass. "Oh god, that feels good," he sighed. I softly kissed his neck all over, moving my lips towards his ear and nibbled his earlobe. He moaned louder and ordered me to get down on my knees. I obeyed and sat on the rug in front of him. He lifted his bearish right foot and placed it on my chest and I took it from there. I grabbed it and began suckling on his toes one by one. He was biting his lips and stroking his shaft as he gazed at me with desire. He was oozing precum. I couldn't resist. I put his foot down and moved closer to his cock. He let go of it and I took over. I licked his precum and suckled on his huge cock head. The more precum he produced, the more I swallowed. "Come on, slut, show me again how good of a cocksucker you are." I wanted to deep throat him this time from the first try. I knew I could do it. I smirked and then opened my mouth wide and slowly went down on his cock until I felt his pubic hair on my nose. There's the wonderful smell again. I buried my nose in his pubic hair as his 8 inches were buried in my mouth. I was quickly becoming an expert cocksucker. He let out a long loud moan. "Yeah! You like your master's cock, don't you, boy?" I pulled back leaving half of it inside my wet mouth and then pushed down sucking all of it again. I did that multiple times. I felt his body tremble. He ordered me to take it out and open my mouth. I did. He firmly grabbed my chin and brought his mouth closer to mine and spat inside. I swallowed it. "I want more, sir." He spat again. I kept it in mouth and spat it back on his cock head and sucked. He grabbed my head and slowly fucked my mouth. He was grunting and I could feel his cock throbbing. He stopped and pulled out. I knew he didn't wanna cum, not until he fucked my ass. He tapped on his thigh three times wanting me to straddle him again. I did. He kissed me passionately and uninterruptedly for at least a minute and a half while he caressed and squeezed my ass. He then asked me to put my arms around his neck and hold on tight. I did. He placed his hands underneath my thighs and stood up carrying me as I straddled him. He carried me with so much ease. I felt tiny in his large arms, but treasured. It was godly. He kissed me all the way to his bedroom. I know it's cheesy, but it was a fairy tale come to life. He was my prince, my knight in shining armor. He reminded me of the times I used to jerk off while thinking of him holding me his arms and making love to me. He gently threw me on the bed and lied on top of me and stared into my eyes. I saw yearning for me in his sparkling green eyes. "Since this is your first time, I'm gonna forget you are my slave, but just this once. Deal?" I nodded and felt much more relaxed. Despite his brutish demeanor, he cared for me and I knew he was gonna make sure not to hurt me when he deflowers my virgin ass. He kissed my lips and my neck, which he then licked, sending sparks again all over my body. I was hard. I am unable to remain soft for a long time when I'm with this man. He's a fucking sorcerer. He lowered himself and licked my right nipple and gently pinched it with his lips. I was in a state of euphoria. I was moaning and my body was swayin. This is why god put nipples on men. He then did the same to my left nipple and kissed and licked every inch of my body all the way down to my crotch. He buried his nose in my pubic hair and sniffed it. "God, you smell so good." he sighed. He licked my balls and took them both in his mouth. The feeling as his suckled and swirled his tongue all over them was phenomenal. He grabbed my cock and licked my precum. He teased the head and my piss-slit with his tongue and then placed his lips around my dickhead and suckled. I clutched the bed sheet and moaned louder as I felt my cock disappear in his wet mouth. My body shook. That was the first time I had ever received a blowjob and it was miraculous. I could feel his warm tongue on my shaft as he sucked in and out. The pleasure was reaching a critical level. My cock was throbbing. I was gonna cum. I begged him to stop, but he sucked me faster while his left hand fondled my balls and his right hand stroked my cock. I told him I was close so he could pull out. He didn't. What followed was The loudest scream I have ever produced in my life as I shot my cum in his mouth. "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH..oh god..oh god..uncle Abe..uncle Abe..I love you..I love you uncle Abe." I was shaking, panting and sweating as he swallowed every drop. I was feeling so many emotions and different kinds of pleasures. The whole thing was an out of body experience. I then remembered I said "I love you". I was worried he'd freak out but it didn't seem to bother him. I guess he knew it was in the heat of the moment. He kept my cock in his mouth until it was soft again and then licked it clean. "How was it?" he asked with his infamous evil smirk. "Incredible," I said as I was still trying to catch my breath, "thank you very much." "You have a very beautiful cock, habibi, and your cum was delicious. Thank YOU." He then asked, "Would you like to take a break until you're energy is back?" "Please don't." He smiled and kissed my cock and my balls and moved down to kiss my things. He then sat up and bent my legs and lifted my right foot and looked at it. "God, you have beautiful feet." He placed the sole of my right foot on his face, closed his eyes and sniffed it. He sighed. I could tell it was bringing him pleasure. He kissed my foot from bottom to top until he reached my toes. He kissed, licked and suckled each one. I gently grunted. Another new feeling I just discovered tonight. The sensation one gets when his feet are getting licked is exceptional. He grabbed my left foot and did the same. He then flipped me over on my stomach. After few seconds of silence, I turned my head to see uncle Abe staring at my ass, admiring it. I smiled and in my mind I was saying, thank you dad for the first-class genes. "This ass is mine and it's mine forever," he said as he gently spanked my right cheek and then my left. I was thrilled. I wanted him and his cock forever, too. "It's yours and always will be, uncle Abe." "God, it turns me on when you call me uncle Abe lying naked in front of me." He caressed my ass and softly kissed my ass cheeks. The brushing of his beard against my ass made me quiver. I was hard again in a heartbeat and ready for load number four. How is it possible that I was ready to cum again? The man is a legend. He licked the top of my ass and slowly moved his tongue down my ass crack. He gently raised it and opened my ass cheeks with both hands. "Your smooth pink hole is pure perfection. I've never seen anything like it." he softly said. I was beaming. I wanted him not to crave anyone else but me. He brought his mouth closer to my hole and gently blew. Yet another new sensation. It's absurd what this god does to me. "Did you like that?" he asked. "It was amazing." "Yeah? Well, this is just the beginning." He then rubbed his bearded chin across my asshole. "OOOOH..." I impulsively roared. With his soft wet lips, he kissed my hole a few times times. I then felt his tongue swirling on my sphincter, followed by slow and then rapid vibrations. I clutched the bed sheet hard and moaned as my body trembled. He licked my asshole for few minutes before he shoved his tongue inside me. "Oh my god..oh god..this feels so good, uncle Abe." I cried tears of joy. The sensation was extraordinary and the pleasure was out of this world. How is he able to give so many new sensations in one night? I didn't want his tongue to leave my hole. I wanted all of it inside of me. "Fuck me with your tongue, uncle Abe. Please! Please, uncle Abe," I begged as I moaned and cried. The further he pushed in and fucked me with his tongue the closer I was to orgasm. Within seconds, my cum erupted for the fourth time. "AAAHHHHHHHH..OH GOD..OH GOD..OH GOD.." The pleasure I had just experienced made my heart beat so fast I was afraid it was gonna stop. I was exhaling rapidly as I cried louder. He sensed how overwhelmed I was and took his tongue out. I kept on shaking and panting for at least a minute. I didn't think I could cum this soon. I didn't want to, but I couldn't control myself. The man is a fucking expert at eating ass. I wanted his tongue back inside my hole. "Don't stop uncle Abe. Please fuck me one more time with your tongue." "Are you sure?" "Yes, I am. The pleasure you gave me was unbelievable and I want more." He shoved his tongue back in my asshole and resumed to fuck me with it. The more he did, the louder I moaned. He then lied on top of me. His huge body buried mine. His hard cock pressed against my ass. My dick was waking up from its coma. This man was destroying me. He kissed the back of my neck and then whispered into my ear, "What you're gonna experience next is something like you've never experienced before in your life. It will hurt at first, but slowly, the pain will turn into the kind of pleasure you could only dream of. Are you ready?" "I am, please take away my virginity, uncle Abe. It's yours and only yours." He kissed my neck again and grabbed a bottle of lube from his nightstand's drawer. He pumped lube directly onto my asshole. It felt cold and tingly. He then pumped some on his fingers and massaged my asshole with his index finger and slowly inserted it. He had his enormous finger up my ass earlier but this time, it didn't hurt. Maybe it was the lube or maybe my ass got used to the feeling and was longing for it. He slow fucked me with it as my ass moved to the rhythm of his finger. "What are you feeling?" "Pleasure. So many kinds of pleasure." "Good. I'm going to insert another finger now." "You'll have both fingers inside me?" "Yes, if you want my big fat cock in your tight ass, we need to widen it a bit first." "Okay." He slid a second finger in my asshole. I let out a mild scream. It hurt but I forced myself to accept the pain. I was determined to make this happen. I breathed and the pain was gradually vanishing. He gently swirled both fingers for a couple of minutes widening the walls of my hole and began to fuck me with both fingers. I swayed my ass again, assuring him it felt good. It actually felt more than good. I felt the cum was building up once more but I wasn't gonna shoot so soon this time. After few minutes of his fingers in my hole, he took them out. I turned my head and saw him looking at me with a diabolical smile. He grabbed the lube bottle and pumped some in his hand and rubbed it on his cock head and shaft. "This is it. Are you ready?" "Yes." "Grab the pillow and bite on it. Push out as I push in." I turned my head and sunk my teeth into the pillow and clutched the bed sheet. He rubbed his cock head on my sphincter a few times and then he pushed it in. I HOWLED and my body flinched. The magnitude of the pain was incomprehensible. I quickly lost my erection and cried. "Do you want me to take it out?" I could barely speak but I didn't want him to pull out. I didn't want to disappoint him. I knew he wanted this as much as I did and I wanted to make him happy. I composed myself and said, "No, I'm fine. Don't stop." "We can do this another time," he worryingly said. "No, I want you to fuck me now. Please, uncle Abe." Tears were rolling down my eyes and onto the pillow. "Then just relax, habibi. Like I said, push out as I push in and let your body get used to the feeling. I'm gonna take it real slow." He kept the head inside for a while. I followed his instructions and the pain was subsiding. "You can push further," I said. He pushed in a couple of more inches. I screamed again but my body didn't flinch. I exhaled rapidly, and moments later, the pain level was decreasing. My hole was getting numb and was slowly getting used to uncle Abe's behemoth dick. Shortly, I was starting to enjoy it. I was ready to take in more. I pushed my ass towards him letting him know he can go further. He hesitated. "I want more of your cock in me, uncle Abe. I can take it. Just slowly, please." He slowly pushed in one inch after the other. I fought through the pain. I wanted him all in me. I wanted him to know that my ass is worthy of his cock. "It's almost all in," he said. I got excited again when he said that and regained my hard on. "Don't stop till it's all in, uncle Abe. See how your cock is making me hard?" He pushed further until all eight inches were inside of me. This time, I grunted, and so did he. "Oh man! I can't believe you did it, Josh," he said as I sensed pure gratification in his voice, "my entire cock is inside you. I'm very proud of you, habibi." His words made me relax even more and I was ecstatic I was giving him back some of the pleasure he had given me all night. "I can feel it all inside me, uncle Abe, and it's giving incredible pleasure," I said softly as ecstasy took control over my body. "I wanna fuck you now, Josh," he gently said. "Yes, please fuck me, uncle Abe." He gently pulled back a little and began to push in and out with few inches at first. With each push, I felt more and more inches fucking my ass. The pleasure was intensifying again. I was moaning louder non-stop and moving my body begging for more. He sensed it and was now fucking me with all eight inches. "Oh fuck! This is incredible. You're hole is so tight. It feels so good on my cock. Are you enjoying my big cock fucking your tight hole?" I suddenly remembered the video on his computer and got more excited. I wanted him to talk dirty while he fucked me. "Oh god, Yes, I want you to fuck me as long and as hard as possible. Rape my ass, sir. Drill it with your giant tool." He was more than happy to oblige. He began to fuck me harder and faster. He grunted like a caveman and was panting like he was deadlifting 800 pounds. "You love getting fucked you little slut, don't ya? You love a real man's cock in your ass." His sweat was dripping all over my ass. He alternated spanking my right and left bubbly cheeks with his bearish hand. I could hear and feel his huge balls slamming against my ass. His eight inches were ravishing my asshole. Uncle "brute" was giving me cosmic pleasure. "Oh god. Fuck me harder, uncle Abe. Fuck me like you've never fucked anyone before." My body started to tremble. He knew I was close to erupting. "Don't cum yet," he ordered as he panted, "I want us both to enjoy this feeling as much as possible." "Okay, I'll try my best." "This is fucking amazing. I've never fucked anyone as hot as you, Josh." He then flipped me over on my back. His cock never left my ass. "I wanna see your beautiful face when I'm fucking you." He lifted my legs and kissed my feet before putting both legs above his shoulders. He pulled me towards him from my thighs and continued to fuck me as he stared me in the eyes. He smirked as I moaned and clutched the sheets. He leaned forward and licked the sweat off off my face and forehead. He grunted like an animal. I love his grunt. It's so fucking manly. He kissed passionately as he fucked me like a god. He sat up and grabbed my legs off his shoulder, bent them forward and grabbed my thighs and drilled me like the savage beast he is. I felt his cock deeper in my body, hitting my prostate with every push. His body was glistening with sweat and I could see every muscle in his body move. I was destroyed. "I'm gonna cum," I warned and moaned. "Me, too. Let's cum together, habibi," he said as he tried to catch his breath. "I want you to cum inside me, uncle Abe. Fill my ass with your cum." We both SCREAMED as loud as possible and exploded at the same time. "AAAAHHHHHHHHH..OH GOD..UNCLE ABE..UNCLE ABE..OH GOD." "AAAAAHHHHHH..FUUUUUCK..FUCK..FUCK..FUCK." He collapsed his body on top of mine. His cock was still squirting small shots of cum in my ass as he said, "I love you, Josh. I love you, baby, fuck this was incredible." We were both breathing heavily. His sweat mixed with mine. A minute later, we calmed down and he kissed me so affectionately while his hands were caressing my body. I put my arms around him and held him tight. God, I loved getting fucked by him. I loved feeling every inch of him inside of me. I felt connected to him more than I've ever connected with anyone. He stopped kissing me, smiled and said, "I'm gonna crush you if I stay like this." "I don't care. I'm not letting you go." He kissed me again for a while and then lied next to me. I snuggled next to his body and he wrapped his arm around me. My hand was playing with his cum-soaked soft dick. "You can clean it if you want to," he said. I smiled and licked his cock clean and snuggled next to him again. "So how does it feel losing your virginity?" "It was more than I had expected. The pleasure...oh my god, I've never felt anything like this before. It was perfect." "You are perfect, Josh." "Did you enjoy it as much as I did, uncle Abe?" "Oh my Lord! Even more. Can't you tell? I've never had such pleasure with anyone before and I'm not bullshitting you, Josh. You are fucking amazing." "It makes me really happy to hear that. I was trying my best to please you." "I know, and I know it was painful for you at first and I'm grateful that you wanted me to push it all in. I was ecstatic. Only few people I've been with before were been able to take it all in. Even Emma couldn't handle all of it." "Really? Well, I loved all of it inside of me and I want it again." "I don't think you're gonna get it again tonight," he laughed. "How many times did you cum tonight?" "Five." "Well then, we now have a record to beat." "Deal," I sad as I smiled. "Now let's go grab a shower." "No, I wanna sleep with your cum inside me. I wanna smell you like this all night, if it's okay with you." He smiled and nodded. "We'll shower in the morning after you fuck me again." "Deal." "I want you to fuck me as many times as possible before dad comes over." His mind wandered and when I asked what he was thinking of, he said, "Your dad. It's gonna be an awkward conversation with him tomorrow." "What awkward conversation?" "He has to know about us." My heart skipped a beat. I sat up and looked at him in horror. "What?! Why?! Why does he have to know?" "He needs to know. Your dad is not just my older brother, Josh, he's my best friend. He's been there for me my whole life. I can't do this to him. He deserves my honesty and respect. I have to tell him." "Uncle Abe, I admire how much you love and respect my dad, but please, he will kill me." "Don't be over dramatic. Your dad adores you. He might kill me, though." He then smiled and said, "Look, I know you're nervous now but don't worry, in the morning, before your dad comes over, I'll make sure to ease all your tensions." He kissed me and wrapped his arm again around me. We were silent for a couple of minutes. "Uncle Abe, can I ask you a question?" "Shoot." "How old were you when you first had sex with a guy?" "I was 18. He was older than me but not much older." "Tell me about it." "Well, we were hanging out alone, we managed to get hold of some booze and we were pretty wasted and horny. One thing led to another and we kissed. Eventually we got naked and jerked off each other." "That was it?" "After a week or so of just doing that, we decided to suck each and we liked it. So it became of part of our ritual. We tried fucking each other once. He fucked me and then I fucked him but we didn't really enjoy getting fucked. We both preferred to top." He added, "We also both preferred smooth guys, so occasionally, we'd find a third cute guy who's our type and we'd fuck him together. We still made out when we couldn't find someone. He's a great kisser and has an amazing cock." "Did you love him?" "I do love him to this day but I'm not in love with him." "Wow! How long did your sexual adventures last?" "Till he got married, then he stopped sleeping around with guys for a while. Few years later we hooked up again and we occasionally made out or had threesomes with Tim, the guy you saw in the video." He added, "Tim was my fuck buddy. He was also married and we hooked up from time to time." "How many fuck buddies have you had since you got married?" "Tim, but he got a great job offer in Dubai and moved four years ago, and David, a guy I met in London. I loved Emma and I always felt guilty so I didn't fuck around with many guys." "Well, you're single now and you can fuck as many guys as you want." "You think?" "Yeah, you don't want to?" "That's not me. Fucking around with different guys was fine when I was younger but I don't really like it anymore. I'd rather have someone I care about as a regular fuck buddy." I hesitantly said, "Can I be your regular fuck buddy?" "Josh, I know after tonight, you might feel the need to experience other men. I understand you are young and there's so much to try out there and I'm fine with it. But I still want us to get together from time to time. I really like you." "I like you, too, uncle Abe and I wanna be with you and be your slave forever. I don't care about other men. There are only two men I've always dreamed about my whole life and you are one of them." "Who's the second one?" I didn't respond. "Josh?" "The second one is Dad! I know it's fucked up but I always had dreams about him." "Listen, we're both very tired and we should get some sleep. We have like five hours before your father shows up. How about I take you out tomorrow evening and we can talk about it?" "Like a date?", I smiled. He laughed and said, "Sure, why not?" "I'd love that. Good night, uncle Abe." "Good night, habibi." I snuggled in Uncle Abe's arms and spent the next 20 minutes thinking what my dad's reaction was going to be when he finds out about me and uncle Abe. I was starting to feel exhausted and sleepy. I closed my eyes and couldn't wait to wake up so I could feel uncle Abe inside me again. ---------------------- End of Part 1