Date: Fri, 20 Oct 2017 07:42:46 -0400 From: Greg Stevens Subject: My Nephew Matt - Chapter 4 My Nephew Matt - Chapter 4 by Greg Stevens - bymyself723@gmail.com I woke in the morning but just lay in bed trying to process what was happening. I had never been into guys before. I never even let a fag blow me like some of my buddies claimed they did. "Gay guys give the best blowjobs" one of my buddies said. I would laugh and just ignore it. I certainly have had my share of blowjobs from girls in the past and my wife would do it on occasion. Never great but she would do it when she wasn't in the mood to get fucked. It felt good but I guess never fully satisfying. Did guys give better blow jobs? The thought was stuck in my head like a bad song that works its way in and takes time to get out. My problem was Matt. Even if I would let a dude blow me to get me off, it could never be my Nephew. I knew this kid since he was 15 and though not a blood relative, I still considered him my Nephew. I did know that if it ever happened I would want it to be someone like Matt. I mean tall, good looking, well built. I suppose I liked the idea of a rugged guy with some body hair and of course someone masculine. As I lay there thinking about it I realized that Matt fit the bill perfectly except for being my Nephew. What was I thinking? What was wrong with me? I needed to get out of the house and away from Matt. I needed time alone to figure it out. I decided the only thing I could do was to sneak out to be alone. I got dressed, slipped on my leather jacket and headed out the back door into the woods behind the house. I figured a hike would do me some good. I started walking and thinking and my mind went back to Matt. I started to get hard again and really needed to jerk off. The trail was completely empty and figured no one could see me. I found a place by a tree and sat down. I unzipped my jacket and unbuttoned my shirt and started to play with my nipples. Looking down I liked the way that the leather jacket framed my hard-furry body. I unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out. I could understand what Matt liked about the leather. There was something warm and sensual about it. The smell filled my nose and I realized I really liked the smell. I closed my eyes and started to slowly jerk my cock. Being in the open air, wearing my leather jacket, the smell of the leather all intensified my desire. I closed my eyes and just started to enjoy my body and my dick. I was lost in the feeling. Suddenly I felt someone standing near me. I opened my eyes but did not immediately see anyone. As my vision cleared I saw Matt standing a few feet way. He was looking down at me and smiling. I jumped up and tried to stuff my cock back in my pants. I was yelling "what the fuck Matt". This startled Matt and he backed away. "I am sorry Uncle Danny. I was just walking and saw you, um... its cool I come into the woods to Jerk off sometimes too" "What the fuck are you doing watching me like some perv?" Matt was standing there in his leather jacket and jeans. He was quiet for a moment then replied, "you mean like you watched me the last 2 nights?" I was horrified. How did he know. Did he set me up? "I did not mean to watch, I was just passing by your room" "Yeah I know but you stayed and you watched. And you know what, I think you liked what you saw?" I tried to deny it by my cock was still hanging out of my pants and was still rock hard. I turned red with anger and embarrassment and could not say anything. Matt walked over to me, he put a hand on my shoulder and said quietly "its ok Uncle Danny, I know what I like" With his other hand he reached out and took the head of my hard dick and started to feel it. I pulled back and hit the tree behind me and pushed him away. "No Matt this is wrong" He came back at me and took it in his hand again. "No, it isn't, you know you want this as much as I do" I tried to back up but was stopped by the tree. I could feel my resolve giving in as my desire took over. Matt closed his hand on my cock and started to massage it like a pro. No one ever manipulated my cock a good as I coul. Matt knew exactly how to stroke me. I tried to protest but realized it was halfhearted at best. My dick and my lust were speaking for me, not my head. I leaned back and closed my eyes. Even with my eyes closed, the image of Matt was burned into my mind. The look of him in just his leather jacket fucking himself with a dildo. I could not speak and my mind could not believe what was happening. Matt placed his other hand on my chest. He started to softly squeeze a nipple. This sent a shock through my body. Then he applied a bit more pressure, the perfect amount of pressure, and my body came to life. No one had ever played with my nipples, not even my wife. A soft moan escaped from my lips as the precum oozed from my cock and provided Matt with the perfect amount of lube for my hard cock. Not a word was said between us. My eyes remained shut and Matt did all the work. He knew me, he knew how to use my cock better than anyone else. Suddenly, I felt Matt's warm mouth on my nipple. The sensation rocked my body. His warm lips were both soft and firm at the same time. His beard a bit scratchy on my chest. The feeling was intense. I could smell Matt's body and how it mixed with the smell of his leather jacket. I tried to stifle a moan but it came up from my body in an almost guttural way. My dick swelled even more as my balls pulled up in my body. I was getting close and I could tell this was going to be a huge orgasm. As if sensing, no, knowing what was coming Matt got down on his knees in front of me and took my full 8-inch-thick cock in his mouth all the way to the hilt. The warmth of his mouth pushed me over the edge and my cock started to pull back and ready itself for the first blast. I tried to warn Matt but he would not remove my dick form his mouth. The first shot went down his throat. After that he pulled off my dick and massaged my dick and balls with his hands. I still had my eyes closed as the orgasm rocked me and then subsided. When I opened my eyes, and looked down there was Matt on his knees. His leather jacket was open and he had no shirt underneath. He had a big satisfied look on his face as if he just won a prize. Huge wads of my cum were plastered on his hairy chest and some on his leather jacket. Matt looked up at me and as I watched he scooped some of my cum off his chest and sucked it off his fingers. The cum that hit the leather jacket he licked up like a dog savoring a bone. It was like he was putting on a show for me, teasing me. And he was right because as I watched Matt, my softening dick started to stir again. I was drained and confused. Why did I let this happen? What happens if his folks find out. I stuffed my dick back in my pants, zippered my jacket and started the hike back to the house, Matt by my side. We did not talk. I did not make eye contact. I tried to come to terms with what happened but could not get it out of my head. Matt left his jacket unzipped on the walk back. Why was he even in the woods, dressed like that? Did he know what would happen? Was he preparing me for this? I was confused, concerned, and even a bit angry. Once we got back I went to my room and locked myself in to try to figure it all out. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Please support Nifty Erotic Stories. Your donations provide great stories. You can donate at: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html