Date: Fri, 3 Dec 2021 15:18:39 +0000 From: David Greg Denton Subject: Uncle Paul and Benny - Part 3 Uncle Paul and Benny – Part 3 Gay, Incest, Brothers, Stepbrothers If you enjoy reading stories on Nifty, then don't forget to donate! It's easy, just follow the link http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html * * * * Benny's brother, Jerry, was home on leave and planned on spending his last night with his younger brother (by nine minutes). He arrived at the house and was greeted warmly by his uncle. Then Benny came out and the two hugged for a full minute. Benny would have hugged him longer, but Jerry was not a big fan of public displays of affection, the exact opposite of his twin brother. "I sure hope you're hungry, young man. I'm afraid we got a little carried away. Benny told me you were always complaining about the variety of food the Army has to offer," Paul said as he put an arm around his two favorite (and only) nephews herding them toward Benny's room. Paul no longer had a guest room since Benny had come to live with him and he used the other bedroom as an office because he worked from home, so the only place left was Benny `s room. But from what Benny had told him, they'd been sleeping in the same bed since they were kids. "You really didn't have to go to all that trouble, Uncle Paul. I'll eat just about anything these days." Paul laughed and assured him, "No trouble at all. Did you have a good visit with your mom and dad?" "Yeah, I did. Grandma and Grandpa Joe were there too. That just left the two of you." Paul and Benny smiled at that, but those faded when Jerry added, "It would have been nice if you two could have joined us though." Paul was about to comment when Benny offered, "Sorry about that but Uncle Paul's arm was hurting, so I told him to take some pain pills and lie down." Paul gave him a look that said, "thanks for the quick save." Benny just smiled. Paul still felt he had to make the offer of separate sleeping accommodations for Jerry though, "You know, Jerry, there's a pullout couch in the office if you'd rather stay in there." Benny gave his uncle the dirtiest look, but Jerry assured his uncle, "No thanks. I know my brother and he's going to want to talk all night. He'll just end up in bed with me anyway so we may just as well start out together." Benny's face relaxed visibly at that statement. Jerry preferred to think Uncle Paul didn't know about the two of them and that was okay with Benny. Whatever made his brother more comfortable. * After dinner and some catching up between the three of them, Paul retired to his office on the pretense that he had some work to finish. Benny and Jerry went to Benny's room got undressed and into bed. They both knew what was going to happen, what needed to happen. They knew each other too well to start pretending just because Jerry was going to be sent overseas. "How about I fuck you this time, Jer?" "Now little brother, you know I don't get fucked. Besides, you've told me a million times how you love having my cock inside you." "'Little brother'... you're a whole nine minutes older than me." "Still counts... now get on all fours and stick that sexy butt in the air for me. I'm gonna plow you real good tonight." Benny's disappointment changed to excitement in 0.2 seconds. He did as instructed then slid his hand under a pillow and pulled out the condoms and lube for his brother. Jerry rolled on a condom, lubed them both up, then positioned himself at Benny's hole. He knew from past experience that Benny was the best fuck he'd ever had. He could anticipate every move Jerry made and heighten his experience by squeezing his butt muscles at just the right moment. That's when being a twin came in real handy. Jerry pushed against Benny ass ring. Benny relaxed quickly and Jerry's cock head slipped in easily. He sunk into the hilt then pulled out and slammed back in. He wanted his brother to remember this fuck for a long time to come. He plowed his brother's ass knowing full well if anyone could take it, he could. Benny knew Jerry didn't like dirty talk but he couldn't keep quiet. "Oh fuck, Jer. You feel so fucking great!" "You do too, bro!" Jerry said. He rarely allowed himself to get caught up in the moment like that but Benny secretly loved it when he did. Jerry kept up the assault and when he felt he was getting close to coming, he took Benny's equally hard cock in his hand and started jerking him off. "Oh fuck, Jer. I'm getting close!" "Me too, bro!" Jerry answered back. A few more thrusts and Jerry let loose inside Benny with an "Awww fucckkk!" as he shot jet after jet of creamy cum inside the condom inside his brother's ass. Benny wasn't far behind. His cum shot out of his cannon all over Jerry's hand and the bed below. When Jerry pulled out, he quickly took off the condom full of cum and threw it in the bin next to the bed. Benny fell over onto his side and said, "There's a towel on top of the dresser." Jerry got up and fetched it then cleaned up his brother and himself. He crawled back into bed with Benny and held him. They laid there like that for some time before Benny spoke. "Thanks for that, Jer. I love you." "Thank you, brother. I love you too." They fell asleep soon after. The next morning, they woke up, sixty-nined and sucked each other's cocks until they came down each other's throats. Then they walked across the hall and showered together. After breakfast, they had a heated discussion about driving Jerry to the airport. Benny wanted to skip class so that he could go to the airport with Jerry and Paul. But Jerry and his uncle convinced him that going to class was more important. Reluctantly he agreed, so they hugged and kissed at the house then Benny went off to school. On the way to the airport, Jerry asked Paul, "Hey, Unc. I need to ask a favor of you." "Sure, anything." "If anything should happen to me, promise me you'll take care of Benny. I know Mom and Dad will be okay. They have each other. Grandma and Grandpa Joe will be too, but Benny is the one I'm worried about." "Nothing's going to happen to you, Jer," Paul assured him. "I hope not, but just in case... he'll act like everything is okay but it won't be. We have a... connection... a twin connection and I can assure you he won't be okay. I need to know you'll be there for Benny. Please?" "Of course, Jer. I'll make sure he's taken care of." When they arrived in front of the terminal, Paul wished his nephew the best and Jerry thanked him for the ride. Once he was out of sight, Paul couldn't help but wonder if Jerry knew something the rest of them didn't. * * * Benny was at school when Paul heard the doorbell ring. He assumed it was the mail carrier because he was expecting a package in the next few days. He hit "save" on his laptop and made his way to the front door. When he opened it, he was surprised by who he saw standing on his front porch. It was Tom. "What are you doing here?" "I came to see how you're doing. I see you got your cast off. That's great!" Tom said enthusiastically. "Yeah, a couple of days ago. Is that it?" Paul trying to sound as dismissive as he felt because he had work to do. "No. There is something else." "What is it?" "May I come in?" Paul really just wanted Tom to go away but that clearly wasn't going to happen, so he invited him inside. Tom came in, went to the couch and sat down. Paul rolled his eyes as he closed the door, then joined Tom in the Living room, sitting across from his ex. "First, I wanted to thank you for taking Benny in. He may not have told you but the dorm situation was a nightmare for him. His roommate was a homophobe and made Benny feel really unwelcome in his own room." This was the first Paul was hearing of it. "I'm sorry. Ben never told me. But I was glad to do it. He was a big help when I was pretty much helpless. I couldn't even get dressed or shower by myself for weeks. It was awful." This was the first Tom was hearing that Benny had been helping Paul shower and dress, but he chose to move on from it. "I'm sure he didn't mind at all," Tom admitted knowing full well his son's proclivity for putting himself in situations that some might not see as entirely appropriate, his sharing his bed and other things with his brother for one. "I'm just glad he showed the maturity to take care of someone other than himself for once," Tom added. "He has shown surprising maturity for his age, that's true. Was there a second thing?" "Yes. I wanted you to know that I left Sally." Tom saw that Paul was shocked at his announcement, so he continued, "Now that the boys are grown and have left the house, I felt it was the right time to get on with my life. Sally and I never had anything in common except for the boys anyway." "What about that night you got here pregnant? You seemed to have that in common," Paul said with twenty years of bitterness still in his voice. "It was one drunken night at a Frat party. You know that. I've apologized for that before... many times, Paulie." The old familiar nickname was not lost on Paul. It was like a stab to the heart at the same time as it was a comfort. Paul shook his head but kept silent. "Please forgive me?" Paul had tried many times to forgive Tom but it had always proven impossible. It was different this time, though, for some reason. Perhaps it was the number of years that had passed. Perhaps it was the look in Tom's eyes that finally washed away the hurt that day. He would never know because he said the words that Tom had been waiting to hear for nearly two decades. "I forgive you, Tommy." And with those words, Paul was finally able to relax in front of Tom for the first time since he'd been told that Sally was pregnant. "Thank you, Paulie. Thank you." Paul smiled and Tom welcomed it. "Where are you staying, Tommy?" "At the Starlight Motel on 22." "Oh my God! That place is a dump!!! You have to move in here. Ben has the guest room but there's a pullout couch in my office. You're welcome to it." "I didn't come here to ask for a place to live, Paulie, although I do appreciate the offer. I came here to tell you that I'm still in love with you." That was definitely not something Paul was expecting to hear, but it was even more profoundly moving than anything else Tom had said that afternoon. "I know you probably don't still feel the same way about me, but I felt it was important for me to say it... and for you to hear it." So many emotions were flowing through Paul at the moment he thought he might pass out from the sheer volume of information that he's received in such a short amount of time. Tom noticed that Paul was still trying to process everything, so he got up to leave, but Paul got up too and stopped him. He grabbed him by the arm and said, "Surely you must know that I still love you too, Tommy." Tom's face lit up with the news that Paul felt the same way about him. He took a chance and leaned forward to kiss the love his life. It started out tentatively on both their parts but then it progressed to full on heat and passion. They were tearing at each other's clothes when Paul stopped them and suggested, "We need to take this to the bedroom," as he took Tom by the hand and led him down the hall. When they arrived at their destination, Tom started to strip but Paul wanted to do it himself. He opened one button at a time on Tom's shirt revealing a well-sculpted chest with just a touch of red hair. The nipples were as perky as he remembered so he took one and then the other in his mouth, sucking, licking and nipping them gently. He let it fall to the floor then unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He was rewarded with a full, red bush which led to the base of his shaft. Tom had gone commando, something the old Tom would never have done. Paul liked it. He pulled Tom's pants down slowly revealing more and more shaft until the head popped out. It was long and lean and begging to be sucked. He helped Tom out of his pants then spun him around. He needed to see the bubble butt that he'd worshiped so many times when they were younger. It may not have been as round as it had been, but it was still dimpled which Paul had always admired. The skin was pale and smooth so Paul leaned forward and kissed it. Then he licked and playfully bit it. Tom moaned as Paul spread his cheeks and dove in. It was musky and a little sweaty and that just turned Paul on all the more. Tom bent over as Paul ate him out. He'd done this many times before Tom had become his stepbrother, many times before he'd gotten drunk at that Frat party and slept with Sally, getting her pregnant then doing the right thing by marrying her. But that was all in the past now. He'd forgiven Tom and they were about to consummate there love once again after all those years apart. Paul stopped, turned him around again, then took as much of Tom's swollen prick in his mouth and down his throat as he could manage, which was actually quite a lot. He sucked until Tom felt the juices start to rise from his heavy balls. "Stop, Paulie. I don't want to come yet. I want to come with you inside me." Reluctantly, Paul let go of Tom's cock. He stood and let Tom undress him. Tom took his time as well enjoying every inch of Paul's gorgeous body. Paul had always taken care of himself and Tom was grateful for it. From his massive chest and arms to his tiny waist and rock hard abs, Paul was everything and more than Tom had ever wanted. He pulled down Paul's pants and boxers in one easy motion. There in front of him was the one cock he dreamed about all the time. It was a large, veiny, uncut beauty and Tom wanted nothing more than to worship it. He knelt down, took the head and part of the shaft in his mouth and sucked like a vacuum. "Holy fuck, Tommy!" Paul cried out. Tom hadn't lost his touch even if he had not been with any other man except Paul. After a while, it was Paul that had to yell, "Stop!" He wanted what Tom wanted, his cock buried deep inside his old lover and step-brother. Tom got up and looked Paul in the eyes. "How do you want me?" "On the bed... on your back. I want to see your face as I fuck you." Tom smiled because that's exactly what he wanted too. He crawled onto the bed and turned over. He even lifted his legs and placed his hands behind his knees. Paul grinned and remarked, "Eager beaver... just the way I like you." Tom smiled and replied, "Then get to fucking me, big man!" Paul grabbed what he needed and joined his impatient partner on the bed. He readied them quickly then pushed steadily until he broke through. Tom hadn't expected his lover to be so forceful, but he welcomed the fulness he'd missed for so long. Paul knew he should wait for Tom to adjust to the intrusion but he couldn't, so he started pulling out and pushing back in picking up speed as he went. There would be plenty of occasions in the future to take his time. He fucked Tom like a rabbit so he wasn't surprised when he got close to coming so quickly. But he could see that Tom needed time to catch up so even though it was difficult for him, he slowed down. Tom stroked his cock with both speed and efficiency. Soon he could feel the juices rising again. He warned Paul before he let loose, "I'm close, Paulie!" Paul picked up speed again and soon was at the same point as Tom at the same time. Within seconds of each other, they were shooting their loads and screaming out, "Aw fuck!" simultaneously. When they had both come down from their orgasm highs, Paul pulled out, went to the bathroom and came back to take care of a grateful lover. "That was even better than I thought it would be," Tom assured Paul. "Yes, it was... if way too quick. I promise to take my time the next time, lover." The word "lover" made Tom smile because for the first time in twenty years he was genuinely happy again. Paul laid down next to him and covered them with the sheet. Tom snuggled up next to Paul and was so content he was speechless. "You doing okay, sweetie?" Paul asked concerned by his silence. "Couldn't be better. I'm just so happy I have no words to express it." Paul hugged him tighter. "I am too, my love. Thanks for coming back to me." "Thanks for taking me back." (to be continued in Part 4)