Date: Tue, 09 Apr 2024 10:50:11 +0000 From: dave10705 Subject: My Uncle, My Lover, My Sir-3 My Uncle, My Lover, My Sir-3 Nifty relies on donations to keep the site going at no cost to users, please donate generously. Please donate at https://donate.nifty.org/ Please help support Nifty by making a generous donation. You will, for certain, be rewarded in some karmic way. Hey all... It's a little lonely writing these. Not complaining because I like writing them. There's a Iot of detail work, for one. I always need inspiration and can provide some to you from my experience. I thank you for your replies on my Gregory series. Love to hear from you. This is a story with sexual bdsm scenes between a man (a blood relative) and a teenager (incest). If you are too young to legally read about such things, please do not. Like most of my stories, this one is based on real events and real people, although names and circumstances have been changed. I did have a gay uncle we did many of the things I describe in the story. He is a sweet and joyful man and I owe him a great deal. There is lots of explicit stuff, here...not for the faint hearted. Some of sex, including consenting BDSM, is embellished. But I believe we have the right to fully express our feelings. Again, I love getting emails with feedback about my stories AND maybe meet like minded brothers. I also write on Amazon under the name Logan North. Gay bdsm topics. dave10705@proton.me Love ya. ____________________________________ Leather, now rubber, was always so right for me. I always felt submissive. I wanted to be bound in a confinement box, serve as a fuck toy for a hot guy...or seven. I'm one of the lucky gay kids who didn't cave in to the pressures of conforming to the heteros in school. I did hide from my parents but I let them know that I was into "stuff" and I demanded they leave me alone. A large part of that was from Allen. He didn't take any shit from anyone. The company we kept was special. We thought nothing of being naked with each other at the beach. Even so, Allen was on his own journey. I suspect he wanted to go farther, to fuck me, but until I got around 10 he had to face the limits. But he went right up to the line. I'll never forget the time he took me to a friend's party and as we got in the car, we had a make out session. We kissed and steamed up the windows. At one point, and this was fantastically sexual to a ten-year old, Allen unbuttoned my shirt and slipped his fingers over my right nipple. We never discussed it, but it was another non-verbal step in our sexual growth. Remember, Allen was at a similar place: discovering our love and lust for men (and boys). __________________________________ Allen had his quirks about sex. But I got used to them really fast. As I lay on his bed, spread eagle, he started examining my pubes with his leather glove. "If I'm going to take your cherry, I want it all clean." I had just a downy growth that I didn't know even was there. Oh and Allen wanted to play with verbal abuse. I was really turned on now. "I never want to see a single hair down there; It's up to you now. I'm gonna shave you down now so I can fuck the shit out of you, but you must keep yourself clean, always." "Yes, sir," I replied. Allen then got out shaving cream and a barber's razor...a big mother fucker. I swear there wasn't anything much there, but he ran that blade all over. He knew what and how to do it and spent a lot of time. He even, once he was done the first time, did it all again. He wanted to get the point across how he wanted his subs pristine smooth, all the time. I got it. Another part of his preparation for plowing my hole was a little c&bt. Allen snapped on a leather ball stretcher after he had manually grabbed my balls and twisted them. "You're gonna get used to needle play soon. I like to see balls being skewered. And they feel great, trust me. Next time." So Allen turned his attention to my hole, finally. He was a master of foreplay and my anticipation level was off the charts. At this stage he gave me a rim job. He would have stayed there a long time, but he wanted to fuck me badly now. He took a bit of lube on his thumb and probed my hole. Next his index finger, fuck finger and ring finger were inside me. Was he going to fist me? Well, too soon for that but it was another one of my 13-year old fantasies. I knew to only say the word in the future and he'd introduce me to what I've heard is the most exquisite, sublime sex act between men. As my mind wandered for that instant, Uncle Allen had lubed his cock and was already inside me. He wasn't delicate or shy, but not overwhelming either. He kept going, pushing his cock relentlessly and then he began to pump. He reminded me to take big hits (always big) of poppers. "Get ready, I'm going to rearrange your guts, you little shit." He hit my prostate relentlessly. I had to register his hits. And soon he stopped and reached over to kiss me. He was breeding me! I could feel his sperm inside me. "Fuck yeah," I shouted. Allen, out of breath, hung over me. And deep kissed me. __________________________________ There was a lot of Allen's sperm up my ass. It was a memorable first fuck. My uncle, my best gay friend, verbal abuse and rough play, c&bt. It was everything I could ask for and Allen was a pretty happy guy by the way he kept kissing me. "Hold on, I'm going to feed it back to you." I knew what was coming, but the sensations were all new, too. First, as if an incentive to get me over the edge, Allen placed nipple clamps on me. He tightened them until I screamed. That was the proper pressure point. Next Allen was on his knees at my asshole, his new favorite place. He plunged his tongue inside, sucking for his seed. Damn there was lots of it and I knew when he deposited a large amount of his come in my mouth. Erotically, he told me to open my mouth and dropped his load steadily into it. We then snowballed, kissing and sharing his jism orally. As we did this for minutes, Allen started rubbing my cock. He paused the kissing to apply lube and I was rock hard. In seconds I exploded, eating his cum that he had pumped into me and retrieved. We were sharing everything and I came in waves. Allen wanted to make my first fuck special and it sure was. It was deep, surprising, and good...all good. __________________________________ Ever sleep so well you wish you could repeat it every night? After Uncle Allen and I consummated our relationship expressing, and meeting, our sexual needs, we fell asleep on his rubber sheets. It must have been near six in the morning when we were done. I immediately fell into Allen's arms. He gave me a sweet kiss on my forehead. And that's the position I found myself in about noon, when Allen woke me up. "C'mon Jace. Let's get going. We've got lots to do today. I want to admire you and your body and then explore more of our kinks. You were spectacular last night. And I know you've got much more in you. So do I." Cici had prepared a late breakfast and was waiting to feed us. All I wanted was orange juice. "Babe, here, just wear this. Cici like photography and wants to see your body and I want to show you off. I'd be so grateful. You're a catch. You make me feel so sexy and daring. And I want to finally prove to my wife how much I love men and boys. Would you do it?" With that Allen handed me a speedo that was hardly anything. It was black and stood way out on my alabaster skin. But it was so tiny! I could barely get it to cover my crack and pubes. I would have gone naked, but just the tiniest coverage it afforded made me look daring. And I was so beyond modesty now that I proudly strutted my boyish stuff out to the kitchen. We exchanged hellos and Cici started asking questions. "Allen was excited to have you here. You guys have spent some time together.? "Oh, yeah. Allen's my gay uncle." "Was that your first time together, last night." "I would say yes. I mean Allen and I have been close...but he took my cherry last night." "Oh, is that what gay people call losing your virginity? "Pretty much." "Allen, Jace, I'd like to take a few pics. It was such a big event. Can you both strip down?" I looked at Allen and he smiled. He told me it would be a good idea, so I agreed. I dropped my skimpy speedos and Cici, talking about getting the right pose and lighting began touching me. She ran her hand across my lips, my chest and nips, down my back to my ass cheeks. I like touch, but this was getting a little uncomfortable. Allen, sensing this, rescued me. He picked me up and our nude male bodies were in their proper places. I felt safe, with my uncle, my lover, my Sir. We'd have to talk about Cici. I really don't want her a part of any scene. As a matter of fact, based on this performance, I want her minimized, like a computer screen. Nevertheless, she took some hot pics of Allen and me that I will save. Pics of us kissing, sucking and even of Allen eating my ass. Allen and I were "in the moment" you might say.