What Uncles do Best
BY DEBONAIR
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Story Codes: (b/b, M/b – mast oral anal incest)
" The fire's what I pack and what I pack is real bad
I'd like to grab a hold of your soul and never let go
Never 'til they jump, 'til they say Hoooo
Now that's the state of mind I'm in huh... ” -KK
For Zeke.
1.
As they often did after school, the two boys were
roughhousing in front of the SpongeBob cartoons. No one was home to
tell them to calm down. They could do whatever they wanted for a
two-hour span, especially things their mom didn’t approve of.
Entering
the house, they had stripped down to their underpants as soon as the
door closed behind them. The California sun was simply too hot to keep
clingy humid clothes on. Being half Mexican, half black, the white of
their briefs shone flamboyantly in the middle of their luscious brown
bodies.
Then, they had turned on the TV and smacked each other
around, screaming at the top of their lungs. Within minutes, the
restless brothers were pushing and grabbing each other, falling to the
floor and wrestling there.
Ronald was twelve-years-old and
Johnathon nine. Naturally, the older boy had the upper hand. He was
slim and athletic, which meant some muscles were beginning to show on
his frame. For a kid slightly short for his age, he twisted his small
sibling mighty easily and relished his kid brother’s strident wails of
pain.
Johnathon defended himself fearlessly until he couldn’t take it anymore and yelled, “Quit it, homo! You’re hurtin’ me!”
“Who’s the strongest? Who? Tell me?” Ronald demanded his arm locking the little boy’s neck.
“You’re not,” Johnathon said. “Uncle Richy is!”
They
continued to roll on the floor becoming a giggly mass of flailing
caramel limbs. Despite his lack of physical strength, Johnathon put up
a good fight. He was nearly as tall as his big brother and bore a
resemblance because of the same dark hair trimmed to a quarter inch on
his scalp. He carried a little bit of baby fat on his belly and bottom
unlike the elder. But this didn’t impede his feistiness. He loved to
battle the big boy and feel their smooth skin rub together. It was
exciting in every possible way.
For Ronald, it was more like
foreplay. He flipped the rambunctious imp over and slapped his round
bottom playfully. After a while, every smile the tyke made betrayed his
excitement. He groped underneath him to see if his nipples were hard.
That’s how he could tell when the boy was horny. And it was the case.
Swiftly, he pulled Johnathon’s underoos down and dove between his
thighs.
The youngster melted as he felt the mouth of his brother
suckled the head of his dick. Then, the older boy’s lips slid all the
way to the root and back up to the tip. Johnathon hooked his legs
around his brother’s back and his toes curled down. He rested his head
on the floor and moaned. Ronald sucked the three-inch peg at a
leisurely pace, building up a good dose of pleasure. Once in a while,
he engulfed the small hairless nut sac before going back to the wet
stiffie.
Out of the blue, Johnathon asked, “How come uncle Richy doesn’t have a girlfriend?”
Ronald
released his little brother’s penis from the grip of his lips. “I
dunno, all the girls are hot for him,” he said. “He’s just nineteen.
Maybe he’s waiting for the right one. Or he likes boys.”
Johnathon’s green eyes lit up. “D’you think he would like to play sex games with us?”
“Maybe, I dunno.”
“Uncle Richy is sooo cool,” Johnathon said. “I think he’d like it. We should really find out!”
“Yeah, we could do that,” Ronald shrugged his shoulders and stood up.
“But for now, pull my undies down and suck my dick.”
The
nine-year-old boy giggled and sat on his heels in front of his big
brother. He tugged on the white briefs. The brown boner sprung up like
a Jack-in-the-box. As usual, he wrapped his fist around it and licked
the sticky fluid coming out the pee hole. He loved the throbbing
wiener. It was big and long, at least five inches. A half-moon of wispy
hairs around the base made it look like it had grown a mustache!
He
opened wide and slipped the vibrant flesh in his mouth. Right away, he
bobbed his little head, moving his lips faster and faster. The knob
brushed against the roof of his mouth. He got on his knees and leaned
forward, that way the knob bumped in the back of his throat and he
could fit Ronald’s penis completely in his mouth. He backed off and
went down again until his chin touched his big brother’s balls.
Johnathon
could tell he was doing it right because Ronald was moaning and
ranting, “Ohhhh yeah, suck it! Yeahhh, Suck my dick! Ohhhh I’m gonna
CUM!”
He continued to bob his head, squeezing his lips around
the rigid flesh, going faster and faster. Ronald was hissing and his
face made funny grimaces. Johnathon knew what was going to happen next.
He took the penis out of his mouth.
“Are you gonna shoot the milk stuff, now?”
“Yeah, don’t spit it out,” Ronald caught his breath. “Just swallow it.”
“Okee, but it tastes yucky...”
With
that, Johnathon returned to the oral task, determined to get his
twelve-year-old brother off. It didn’t take long. A few more seconds of
head bobbing and Ronald’s timid load spurted on his tongue accompanied
by a groan of relief. He leaned back and gobbled up the little dollop
of slimy sauce, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. A halo of
pride illuminated his face.
Ronald threw his brother a smile, his chest heaving. “Wait here.” he whispered, dashing away.
Inside
his mother’s bra drawer, Ronald found what he was looking for. When he
came back to the living room, he turned the small vibrator on. It
buzzed like a swarm of bees.
“Now, it’s my turn to make you cum.” he announced.
2.
On the way to pick up his nephews for a movie outing, Richy’s finger
tapped nervously against the steering wheel. His spirit oscillated
between joy and reluctance whenever he took charge of his sister’s
children. Not because they were a handful. That he could handle. And
even though the grandparents often complained, “Estos niños están
locos!” He didn’t think so. They were not crazy kids, just regular boys
who happened to be hyperactive.
Nothing of their wild boyish
nature bothered him. The dread that knotted his guts manifested itself
strictly because of the awkward situations that occurred every time he
was around the cute brothers. He knew that he swung both ways. He dated
girls and guys from his college equally. But lately, his attraction
towards young boys had rumbled so fiercely that denying it would have
been ridiculously immature. He suspected the brothers had noticed it.
After all, children are naturally astute when it comes to perceiving
vibes. And he was sending many.
Sometimes, unconsciously, he
ogled at one of the brothers for too long and the object of his
attention said, “What’s up Uncle Richy?” Or when he received a hug from
the boys, his hand slid almost on its own to touch the jutting curve at
the top of their bubble butts. Damn!
The boys were certainly on
to him. They always romped around the house nearly nude, clad in white
briefs. Johnathon was very affectionate and climbed on his lap. He
wiggled and giggled there moving his lil’ bottom all about on his
crotch. Also, he had seen Ronald lounging on the couch once, his knee
bent so that his balls were clearly visible in the leg hole of his
underwear.
Surely they were flirting with him? Or maybe he was
just being silly? They were too innocent to understand what they were
doing. That’s it. Probably?
The traffic was horrible on the main street to his sister’s house, but Richy didn’t notice.
He
was concluding that there were many reasons for the brothers to simply
adore and look up to him. He was their young uncle, in good shape, just
nineteen, more like a big brother. He was easygoing and always ready
for a tickle fight. He bought all the latest video games and owned
piles of Japanese manga comic books. What kid wouldn’t think he was the
coolest uncle in the world?
The rusty Honda came to a screeching
halt. “Fuck!” Richy cursed, angry at himself for getting lost in his
thoughts. He had almost run a red light.
Shaking out the trance,
the dilemma of what movie to see surfaced on his mind, ‘Iron Man 2’ or
‘Prince of Persia’? Which one had they already seen?
This time
he reminded himself to buy popcorn and chocolate bars at the concession
stand of the movie theater. He would not make the same mistake of
purchasing those huge rocket frozen pops. Watching the bros slurp on
the sugary ice had given him a hard-on. Especially since Ronald had, on
purpose, moaned and pursed his lips on the thing, obviously mimicking a
blowjob.
When Johnathon had said, “Look I can put it all in
mouth!” and proceeded to cram the whole Popsicle between his lips until
only the stick was protruding out, he had almost creamed his jeans.
Richy
parked the car in the driveway and rang the doorbell. “Uncle Richy!”
Johnathon greeted him, jumping in his arms and delivering a wet kiss on
his mouth. He held the lively kid under his butt, one mound in each
hand, savouring the moment despite the strain of sixty pounds pulling
on his shoulders. The older boy was more reserved, just leaning against
him and stroking his back.
“Ready, girls,” Richy said. “I got enough dough to take you to a movie.”
“Yeah!” Johnathon cheered.
“Thanks Uncle Richy!” Ronald lit up.
Movie
night was always a bash for the brothers. They behaved for the most
part, afraid there wouldn’t be a next time. But sitting in the
audience, the nasty insults they said at each other embarrassed Richy;
‘faggot’, ‘shitface’ ‘dumbass’ ‘cunt’. He pinched their elbows to spare
himself the condescending looks of the other movie goers. “Ok, guys,
that’s enough. Just shuddup!”
After the movie, they all went
back home and the boys stripped down to their underwear for the best
part of the evening, wrestling with uncle Richy. He took off his
t-shirt and kicked off the action, throwing kids on couches, slamming
their faces in cushions and crushing them under his chest.
The
giddy boys attacked him on all sides, screaming “CHARGE!” But they were
out of their league. He had built a lean muscular body from years of
weightlifting, thick biceps and a six-pack. They bounced on him like he
was a trampoline.
The battles were never-ending. After four
rounds, they were all sweaty and panting. Richy loved to peek at
Johnathon’s crotch, where he always spotted a little tent provoked by
all the body rubbing and intimate contacts. The youngster was
particularly naughty that evening. He kept trying to pull down Ronald’s
underpants.
“C’mon guys, play fair.” Richy said without much authority.
Fortunately,
they didn’t listen to him. He managed to catch tantalizing glimpses of
the older boy’s paler buns, even a full frontal flash of his nice brown
dick and balls. Ronald retaliated with wedgies; unaware he might cause
his uncle to suffer a heart attack because the ruthless pulling of
Johnathon’s waistband revealed for a good minute the nine-year-old
boy’s erection.
Richy tried to appear like he wasn’t staring too
much, but he was. Right then, he knew he would need to jack off twice
coming back to his apartment. Otherwise, he would, without a doubt,
wake up the next day, with a pair of boxers soaked in jizz.
There was no escaping it.
Every
time he babysat, he dreamt all night of his nephews’ squeals of delight
as he frenziedly rammed his cock in their little asses, one after the
other.
3.
His heart was still racing when he shut the engine down in front of the
apartment complex. His penis was rock hard and sideways, pushing
painfully against the pocket of his jeans. Man, these kids were going
to drive him completely insane!
Before opening the door, Richy
checked the backseat. The nephews figured his car was a trash can. They
regularly left candy wrappers and soda cans back there. He saw a CD
case and picked it up. On the jacket, uneven hand-written letters
formed the words, ‘For Uncle Richy’.
He went inside and booted
up the computer. A fuzzy feeling ballooned in his stomach. The
brother’s gifts were always special and warmed his heart, even the
coarse drawings they did when they were in kindergarten.
He fed
the CD to the machine and clicked on the drive. It contained a file
named ‘MOV0142.AVI’ He clicked again and smiled. On the screen, the
brothers were sitting on the couch, in their underpants. What else?
“This is for you, Uncle Richy!” Ronald declared starting at the camera.
“Now!” he added, slapping his little brother’s knee.
Both boys
pulled down their undies at the same time, sliding them off their
smooth brown legs. “Holy shit!” Richy mumbled. He could finally feast
his eyes on their wobbling stiffies. The image was steady, probably
filmed with a webcam setup a couple feet away on the coffee table.
Despite the low quality of the capture, he could clearly see their
genitals. Ronald’s pecker was quite chubby for a twelve-year-old.
The
brothers played with each other’s boners and kissed on the mouth in an
exaggerated manner. They chuckled and rubbed the tips of their tongues
together. Richy released his pulsing hard-on from his jeans.
The
boys passed a bottle and squirted baby oil between their legs. They
used their hands to spread the slippery oil all over. Richy exhaled in
front the computer. The kids’ groins were gleaming a nice shiny copper
tone. They wrapped their fists around their dicks and began to
masturbate.
Richy watched the scene, his hand sliding gently on
his own hard cock. Johnathon yanked on his junk feverishly, looking
straight at the camera. He brought his bare feet on the couch. His toes
curled down and spasms wracked his legs in the midst of the frantic
wanking. Ronald stimulated his penis with poise, rubbing the head with
his fingers, squeezing his balls. The older boy had more experience and
knew obviously how to please his joystick.
“Do it
now.” Johnathon said, hurling himself backwards on the couch, grabbing
his legs under the knees and drawing them to his chest.
Richy
gasped at the sight of the kid’s buns spread open exposing his tiny
brown hole. Ronald scooted closer to his little brother, aligning his
slickened hard-on in front of the upturned butt. “Shit, they’re gonna
fuck…” Richy muttered. He leaned forward to watch everything up close.
But Ronald stood up and grinned at the camera. The boy put something
over the lens, blocking the view. Richy fumed looking at the blank
screen. However, the sound was still on.
At first, he could hear
breathing and soft whimpering. Then plaintive moans echoed louder and
louder. From the pitch of the voice, Richy could tell it was his
younger nephew. The kid was moaning, “Unnnghhh! Unngghh! Unnnggghhh!”
At the same time, Ronald’s grunts and hissing resonated, “Urgh! Urghh! Yessssss Urghhh! Yessss!”
Richy
pulled on his cock faster, imagining what the boys were doing. They
were torturing him! That’s what they were doing! He stared dumbfounded
at the empty screen. For a second, he thought it was impossible that
his kid nephews were actually having anal sex. They were faking it! For
sure. Were they?
The moans intensified. Johnathon yelped and cried a litany of Ooohs while his big brother groaned, “Orrrhhhh!”.
Richy
didn’t have time to reach for the box of Kleenex. His cock shot five
quick blasts of cum all over his t-shirt. He sighed loudly.
4.
Richy cringed a little when his sister begged him to come over and
watch the kids. It had been three weeks since the boys had deliberately
left behind the CD in his car. He wasn’t sure if he was ready to deal
with that yet. He certainly didn’t want to be one of those frustrated
people brainwashing kids into thinking sex was bad. But giving his
approval to their little naughty flick made him nervous.
As
always, the brothers welcomed him in their undies and hugged him. “Did
you watch our movie, Uncle Richy? Did you?” Johnathon harassed him
right away.
The young man hesitated, wondering if
he should just lie. But the kid was so enthusiastic and there was no
point in deferring the subject. “Erh, yeah, I did…”
“D’ya like it?” the youngster demanded, his cute face beaming with hope.
“It was okay. I didn’t see much… You were faking it, anyway.”
The
response piqued Ronald’s ego. “Nuh-uh,” he interjected and turned to
his little bro. “C’mon, let’s go to our room and show Uncle Richy.”
“Yeah,” Johnathon seconded.
“Wait, don’t do that!” Richy said, following the brothers. He caught up
to them but they had already jumped on one of the beds and had gotten
rid of their undies. Both naked boys rolled on the mattress, grabbing
their asses and dicks. Richy paused, surveying his beautiful giggling
nephews, brown limbs entwined. The next moment they were 69ing each
other, moaning and slurping noisily on their boners.
He
grabbed a chair at the desk and sat, keeping his eyes on the show. His
cock was hard as steel in his jeans seeing the horny boys sucking away
like porn stars. They obviously wanted to impress him. Ronald held his
kid brother’s small erection between two fingers and flicked his tongue
at it with a sly smile. Meanwhile, Johnathon was just devouring his big
brother’s dick, bobbing his head madly. After a while, he stopped his
passionate sucking and said, “Show Uncle Richy how you put it in my
butt!”
Richy thought he would faint as he saw the small boy get
on all four and raise his backside. Ronald scrambled to find some lube
in a drawer. He returned to the action quickly applying the oil on his
hard-on. From where he was sitting, Richy could see it all finally. The
twelve-year-old boy crouched and pressed his dickhead against the tiny
brown hole. Johnathon groaned while his brother’s dick sank into the
puckered ring.
Immediately, Ronald swayed his hips, driving his
chubby into his little brother’s ass. His balls jiggled every time he
plunged to the hilt. Johnathon exulted, pushing his rear end back to
receive the hard dick deeply inside him on every fuck stroke. Richy’s
mind reeled observing the show. His youngest and favorite nephew was a
hot little bottom who craved cock! The kid was smiling and moaning like
a slut, “Unnghh Unngghhh Hmmmm”
Richy couldn’t help but release
his straining hard-on from his jeans. It was so hot to see Ronald fuck
his kid brother. The brown boy undulated beautifully almost as if
possessed by a tribal beat. Both kids noticed he’d taken out his cock
and giggled. He had to get in on the action! As he approached the
couple, Johnathon grabbed his wagging erection and brought it to his
lips. He engulfed the thick piece of flesh, nearly swallowing all seven
and half inches inside his mouth.
“I think you
guys have been doing this for a while!” Richy exclaimed his stare
locked on Johnathon’s stretched lips sliding on the shaft of his prick.
The kid’s eyes were shining with lust. Damn! He was taking cock in both
holes and loving it!
Ronald groaned and began to piston harder.
His pelvis banged against the nine-year-old boy’s butt pushing the
kid’s mouth forward on Richy’s rigid cock.
“Slow down. You’re fucking him too hard!” the young man remarked.
“He likes it like that.” Ronald said breathlessly, pounding away at a
steady pace. As if to atone for his roughness, he stole Richy’s cock
from his kid brother’s mouth and began to suck it. For a while, he
continued to fuck holding the big hard pole in his hand and bobbing his
head on it. All of a sudden, he winced and grasped the waist of his
brother.
“Oh fuck, I’m cumming!” he raved biting his tongue and hissing.
Richy
nearly busted his nuts seeing the older kid climax. His face took on a
peaceful air while he spilled his little load inside his brother’s
rectum. The boy pulled out gently and smiled.
“Do you wanna put in my butt too, Uncle Richy?” Johnathon asked candidly.
“Let’s try and see if it’s gonna fit.” the young man replied.
Richy
calculated that Johnathon would need to be on his back for him to be
comfortable for his big cock. He moved the kid to the center of the
bed, flipped him over and gently lifted his spindly brown legs, placing
them on either side of his own hips. He eased up toward Johnathon. The
tip of his cock touched the little boy’s asshole.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Richy said, but this time, his
smile and his tone full of determination. He’d already gone too far
with the boys. There was no point turning back. He wanted this.
Johnathon smiled back a toothy grin, "Yep."
They
both chuckled then settled into a serious manner preparing to get to
it. Richy began to push firmly toward his small nephew.
Johnathon's lubed little hole was gaping slightly but still very tight.
When the opening finally relented and the head of Richy's thick dick
popped inside, the little boy moaned and grunted, clearly in
pain. Richy stopped, but didn't pull out. He ran his hands over
the kid’s belly and gave a few gentle strokes to his stiffie. He
also smiled seeing the kid didn't retract from him, but instead,
groaned and panted as he got used to the feeling of his fat cock inside
him.
After a minute that seemed like longer, Richy, without any
prodding or comment from Johnathon, began to very gently and slowly
pump just a little in and out of his hole. Johnathon gasped
sharply and grunted a little bit. Richy took a second to squeeze some
more oil onto the shaft of his dick then continued moving just a little
in and out of the boy. Johnathon slowly began to adjust to the
feeling of the massive intrusion. So he started putting a little more
of his dick into the boy as he gently pumped. His cock was now nearly
all the way in, but it was thicker at the base, which made it harder to
get all the way inside of his nephew.
Richy had to spend
as long sliding the last inch in as it had taken him to get the bulk of
his cock inside. Finally, his balls came to rest against the
boy’s small bottom. Johnathon cooed. Obviously, the pain had
almost been completely replaced with pleasure.
Richy meant to
pull almost out, but miscalculated and his cock popped completely out
of the boy’s ass. Johnathon made a pained, "awwww" sounds when
the cock fell out. Richy quickly but gently angled his cock head
back to the kid’s butt and smoothly slid all the way back inside
eliciting a low moan out of him. The young man began to retract almost
completely before sliding all the way back in. Johnathon's little dick
was standing rigidly, and shuddered each time he moved in or out.
After an intense ten minutes that seemed like an eternity to Richy, he
felt that familiar tingle at the base of his cock.
Johnathon's
mouth was slightly open and he bit his lip as he got fucked. The boy
was so unbelievably sexy Richy thought. Johnathon's face screwed
up and his body twisted as he continued to slowly fuck him. He breathed
heavily. Without being touched, Johnathon’s dick twitched. “Ohhh yess!
Uncle Richy yesssss!” the tyke screamed.
When Johnathon began to
cum, Richy fucked faster. He quickly slid his cock out of the
boy’s anus and grunted. His cock seemed like a spigot that had been
turned on. His rich white cum erupted covering the little boy’s dick
and balls. A few shots splashed all over his brown tummy. As
it did, Richy realized he wanted to babysit more often, way more often.
THE END
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