Date: Fri, 3 Dec 2021 00:59:15 +0000 From: David Greg Denton Subject: Uncle Paul and Benny - Part 2 Uncle Paul and Benny – Part 2 Gay, Incest, Uncle, Nephew If you enjoy reading stories on Nifty, then don't forget to donate! It's easy, just follow the link https://donate.nifty.org/donate.html * * * * The next morning, Paul's doctor came to his room to tell him he was being released. He also advised him that having someone to look after him and help him with certain tasks would be advisable. Benny spoke up and assured the doctor that he would be there to help his "father." After the doctor left, Paul said, "Thanks, `son.'" "No problem, `Dad,'" and they both laughed at the inside joke. It turned out that Paul really did need help with everyday, ordinary tasks, starting with getting dressed to leave the hospital. Luckily, Benny had thought ahead about the cast and brought an oversized tee shirt that, even though it was a struggle, stretched over it allowing Paul to leave the hospital completely dressed. Once home, Benny assisted his uncle with everything except using the bathroom. Paul was able to figure that out on his own. Paul soon realized that it was going to be an asset having Benny stay with him while he recovered, even though he still wasn't sure Benny could be totally trusted to keep his hands to himself, and Benny was pleased that he was going to be so helpful and so near to his favorite uncle. With all that had happened, Benny had neglected to take the time to go back to the dorm and get some clothes for himself, so when it came time for bed, Benny didn't have anything clean to sleep in. After getting out of the shower, he wrapped a towel around his waist and went in search of his Uncle Paul. He found him in his room, lying in bed, reading. "Hey, Unc, do you have anything I could sleep in?" Paul looked up and barely recognized his nephew. "What the hell happened to you?!" He exclaimed without thinking. He quickly amended that to say, "I mean, you're body. Where did that pudgy kid I used to know go?" Benny laughed and said, "Oh! I watch what I eat and do cross training. Do you think I look okay? I still see that fat kid when I look in the mirror." Paul went to stand in front of him taking inventory of the studly young man standing there. Benny was Paul's height, but broader in the shoulders with a sculpted chest, a fine dusting of red hair on it leading down to a red treasure trail that disappeared into that annoying towel. "You look amazing, kiddo!" "Thanks, Unc! That means a lot coming from you... considering how hot you are." Paul blushed and said, "I'm not hot, Benny... but thanks for saying that." "Yes, you are but... anyway, do you have anything?" "Oh yes, of course," then he went to his dresser and pulled out a pair of boxer shorts. Benny took them, dropped his towel and pulled them on. The sight of Benny's cut cock was not lost on Paul. If he remembered correctly, it was almost identical to his dad's, long and pale with a beautiful head on it laying in front of a fine pair of balls. "Okay, good night then!" Benny announced as he leaned in to kiss his uncle on the cheek. Then he picked up his towel and left. Even though Paul had gone back to bed, he couldn't get the image of Benny naked out of his mind, so he did the only thing he could do, he beat off. When he came, he whispered one word, "Benny." In the morning, Paul woke up and went into the kitchen to make breakfast only to find Benny already making it. "Morning, Nephew!" Paul announced. "Morning, Uncle!" Benny replied. He was in the same pair of boxer shorts he was wearing the night before and nothing else. When he turned to face his uncle, he was showing definite VDL (visible dick line) from his morning wood. Paul ignored the tempting sight. "Thanks for making breakfast, Ben. After we clean up, maybe you should go back to the dorm and get enough clothes to last a couple of weeks... and your books. What do you say?" Benny's face lit up, "Really, Unc? That would be great!" Benny hugged his uncle and Paul hugged him back, letting it last a little longer than he should have. After breakfast, Benny made sure Paul was going to be okay while he was gone. He helped him get dressed then after Paul lent him a shirt, he left, assuring he'd be back as soon as possible. When Benny got back, Paul gave him the spare key and told him to put it on his keychain. Benny was over the moon at the recent developments. He wasn't happy that his Uncle Paul had fallen off a ladder and fractured his elbow, but he was happy to be living with him for however long it would end up being. Benny didn't actually have any clean clothes, so he brought back a big bag of laundry. Paul showed him how to use the machine then Benny took off the shorts and underwear he'd been wearing and threw them in with the rest, leaving him naked from the waist down. He turned and walked past his uncle, leaving him mouth agape. Paul followed, went to his room and grabbed a pair of gym shorts for him. "Could you put these on, Ben. It would make me feel more comfortable." Benny shrugged and did as he was asked. "Better?" Benny asked. "Yes," Paul assured him, knowing it was better for both of them if Paul wasn't alone in the house with a naked nephew as hot as Benny. While Benny's laundry was going, Paul decided to try and take a shower by himself. He was able to get undressed and into the shower by himself but it was proving difficult soaping up with just one good hand, his nondominant one at that. He was about to give up on the whole thing when the shower door opened. Paul turned to see his gorgeous nephew step naked into the shower to join him. "What are you doing, Ben?" "I'm helping you take a shower. Hand me the soap?" Paul rolled his eyes and handed Benny the bar. He began to lather up his uncle's back. He spent a little more time on his uncle's rosebud this time, giving it a thorough cleaning then instructed Paul to turn around. He went about soaping up his front. He felt the hairy chest and stomach once again as he lathered him up, then made his way down to the thick cock that stood away from that huge set of low hanging balls. Benny made sure to pay special attention to the head of his cock and his foreskin which made Paul fully hard again when Benny told him to rinse off. He rinsed away all the suds then Benny had him turn back around to face him. Before Paul could register what he was about to do, Benny squatted in front of him and took Paul's cock in his mouth. Paul cried out, "No, no, no! Don't do this! Please!!!" He even tried to pull Benny up by his armpits but he was like a dog with a bone; he wouldn't let it go. Eventually, Paul had to give up because Benny sucked him so expertly. All too soon, Benny pulled all the pent up cum from his balls and Paul screamed, "Oh shit, I'm coming!" as he blasted the back of Benny's throat with his jizz. He didn't let up until he had sucked Paul's balls dry. As he stood back up, Benny licked his lips. Paul didn't know whether to be angry or happy. He chose neither. He pulled Benny into a hug instead. When Paul let go, he turned Benny around and did his best to jack off his nephew with his nondominant hand. Luckily, Benny was already so turned on that it didn't take him long to come, "Oh fuck!" he screamed as the first rope of creamy jizz shot out of his cannon. Once he was spent, Paul took the soap and cleaned him up carefully but thoroughly. And once they were both rinsed off, they stepped out of the shower and dried off. Paul was the first to speak, "We can never do that again; do you hear me?!" Benny looked at him sheepishly then replied, "I hear you." Paul knew that wasn't good enough, so he asked again, "Promise me?!" Benny giggled just a little then answered, "I promise I will not suck you off in the shower again." Paul should have known there was more to it than that, but he chose to be satisfied with that promise. The next morning, Paul was trying to wake up but he was dreaming that he was getting a blowjob, so he really didn't want to. It was so real he thought for sure he would come even though he was still half asleep. Then he felt movement and he realized it was not a dream. Paul looked down to find Benny's head bobbing up and down on his cock. For a split second he thought he should try and get Benny off his stiff prick, but it felt too good getting sucked again so expertly that he let him keep going. "Oh fuuccckkkk!" he cried out as he came. Benny sucked him dry once more, then came up with a smile on his face. Paul started, "I thought you promised not to do that again." "Are we in the shower? No," he said with a sly grin. "You really can't keep doing this!" Benny's face fell. "I don't give good head?" he asked a little disappointed. "I didn't say that. I just don't think this is..." "Appropriate," Benny said finishing the thought. "Unc, it's really your fault, ya know." "My fault... and how do you figure that?" Paul asked. Benny snuggled up to him and said, "You're just so damned hot!" Paul laughed at his nephew's logic. "That's no excuse, Ben. We can't keep doing this." Benny rubbed his cock against Paul's thigh. "How can you say that when we're lying in bed naked together?" "Not my choice, Ben." Paul looked down at Benny and noticed that his statement had made his nephew sad, so he quickly added. "But thank you for taking care of ALL my needs. You're a good nephew, Ben. "Thanks, Unc," Benny said as he sprung from the bed. "I've gotta get moving or I'll be late to class." He leaned over and kissed Paul on the lips. He had to admit that he could get used to being woken up that way. The next morning, when Paul woke up alone, he was both disappointed and relieved. Paul found a note in the kitchen telling him that Benny had an early meeting with one of his professors, so Paul drank some coffee, ate a light breakfast and went to his office to work. Benny returned in the afternoon to find his uncle hard at work at his laptop. He thought it might be fun to distract him. So he got undressed down to his new sexy underwear. It had a pouch that highlighted his cock head. "Hey, Unc. How's the work going?" Paul looked up from his computer and couldn't believe his eyes. His nephew looked good enough to eat. Paul regained his composure quickly and answered, "It's going well, thanks. Back from classes already?" "Yes," he replied as he moved closer, pretending to be interested in what was on the computer screen. He was close enough to touch, but Paul resisted. "Laundry day again?" Paul asked, hopefully. "I was just about to put a load in the washer. Anything you need washed?" "I have a few things in the hamper if you wouldn't mind throwing them in with yours, I'd appreciate it." "Sure thing, Unc," Benny answered, leaned down and kissed his uncle on the head then left the office. Paul couldn't help but watch as Benny retreated, his cute, tight ass wiggling as he walked out. Paul had a tough time concentrating on his work for several hours after that. The following morning, Paul woke up to find he had a guest in his bed. He knew who it was without opening his eyes, so he snuggled up closer to him despite the fact that he was rock hard. "Good Morning, Nephew." "Morning, Uncle," Benny replied. He was happy to have his uncle's cock in his back but he really wanted him to put it somewhere else, so he reached back and repositioned it between his butt cheeks. "Did you want something, Ben? If so, you'll have to ask for it," Paul teased. "I want you to fuck me, Unc," Benny said as he turned in his uncle's arms. Paul had secretly wanted that as well, but he felt it was important for his nephew to ask him to do it rather than suggest it himself. "Then I want that too, Ben." Benny gave his uncle his sexiest smile, then climbed on top of him. Paul looked down and saw that Benny was as hard as he was. He saw Tom's cock in his nephew's, long, straight and pale. Benny reached over and grabbed the supplies he'd brought from his room then placed them on his uncle's stomach. He took a condom and rolled it onto his uncle's fat prick then applied lube to it and his hole. Carefully, he guided his uncle's cock to his entrance then lowered himself slowly into it. He closed his eyes as he did it, only opening them once he was fully seated in his uncle's lap. Paul watched in wonder as his nephew raised up then lowered himself again. He did this over and over again, picking up speed each time he did. The sight of his nephew's hard cock bouncing up and down while he bounced up and down on Paul's hard cock excited Paul so much he thought he might blow right then. But he was determined to let that cowboy ride him as long as possible. The thought escaped his lips before he could stop it, "Ride it, cowboy. Ride my big, fat cock!" Benny closed his eyes again and concentrated on giving himself pleasure. He didn't even realize that he was coming. Paul saw cum shoot from Benny's prick without him even touching it and he let go as well, "Oh fuck, Ben... oh fuuccckkkk!" Paul filled his nephew while watching rope after creamy rope fly in every direction from Ben's cock. Once they were both spent, Benny climbed off Paul and laid down next to him. He was too exhausted to move, so Paul used the corner of the bedsheet to clean the cum off both of them. Paul was the first to speak and stated plainly, "That was hot as fuck, Ben." "Yeah, it was, Uncle Paul." "What do you say, that when we're in bed together you just call me Paul?" "It may be tough to remember at first, but I'll try... Paul." Paul hugged his nephew and thought maybe it hadn't been such a bad thing his falling off that ladder. (to be continued in Part 3)