FAMILY REUNION

As you may know by now, I sometimes like to pretend I'm a writer...

   It was just after nine when Billy politely excused himself from the party. It seemed the champagne had him feeling a bit lightheaded, or so he thought, and he made his way upstairs to his room to sleep it off. He stripped down to his tank and briefs, and crawled into bed. Poor Billy had no idea that the twins were up to their old tricks. While Billy was distracted by Alex’s questions about college life, Andy had slipped something extra into his glass… a little blue something from their father’s nightstand.

     Splayed out in bed, Billy suddenly began to feel warm all over. He ignored it at first, but soon found himself tossing and turning, too hot to sleep. He finally threw off the covers and rolled over on his stomach in an attempt to cool off. He tried to rest, but the heat continued to rise inside him, and was soon accompanied by another sensation. One of growing lust. He tried to put all thoughts of sex out of his head, but to no avail. No matter how he fought it, he was unable to extinguish the flames. He began slowly grinding his stiffening pud against the mattress, but this only made him hornier. In fact, his cock became so hard that he actually felt suffocated by his underwear, and soon found himself wriggling out of his shorts to relieve the feeling of constraint.

     It was as if his whole body was on autopilot as he fondled himself under his tank top, and continued to grind his pelvis into the sheets. His sweaty body glistened in the evening light as his smooth, round ass rose and fell in slow, deliberate strokes. His stiff rod twitched beneath his athletic frame as he reached back behind himself to spread his cheeks. He tapped his fingers against his pucker and longed for a thick, hard fuck-pole to pound him stupid.

     In his haste to get to bed before passing out, Billy had neglected to close his bedroom door, and his panting and whimpering had drawn the attention of his Uncle Roy, who came upstairs to check on him. He silently watched with great interest, mesmerized by the sight of his beautiful nephew touching and rubbing, and teasing himself silly. Looking around to make sure no one else was aware of the situation, Roy stepped into the room and gently closed the door, locking it behind him. Caught up in his own little world, Billy had no idea Roy was even there.

       Roy slowly undressed so as not to alarm Billy and break whatever spell he was under. His tanned skin moved over rippling muscles as he quietly approached the bed. And, with all the grace of a jungle cat, he pounced on the fevered pup. Billy was so lost in the throws that he didn’t question what was happening and completely surrendered himself, reacting only with squeals and moans of ecstasy.

     Roy’s big hands explored Billy’s pliant body, slipping under his shirt to knead his pecs, tease his erect nipples, and massage his tight abs. As he did, he began to push his own ready member deep inside Billy’s eager hole, causing the boy to buck wildly beneath him. When his nephew’s groans of pleasure got too loud, Roy put his fingers in Billy’s mouth to muffle the noise. The rutty teen soon settled into a steady rhythm of bobbing his butt up and down, up and down, hoping to take as much of that big daddy-dick inside him as he could. The sensation of Billy’s tight little ass working his meat was better than any he had ever experienced, and he didn’t want it to end.

    But even the largest balloon can only take so much air before popping, and after what seemed like hours of slow, steady screwing, Roy’s body tensed. He let out a deep, gravely groan, and filled his nephew with gush after gush of thick, creamy goo. The sensation of his innards being flooded with hot man-juice sent Billy’s whole body into overdrive, causing him to blow his own load all over his uncle’s hands, the sheets, and even the pillow.

     After catching his breath, Roy rolled Billy over and smiled warmly at him. Billy’s tank top was stained with sweat and cum. Realizing he wasn’t dreaming, Billy blushed, embarrassed by his nudity and sex-crazed behavior. Just then, he heard the sounds of boyish laughter outside the door, and then running away down the hall. Roy sighed and remarked, “I think those cousins of yours decided to have a little fun at your expense by spiking your bubbly. You were so out of sorts that you looked like you could use some help working it out of your system.”

     “But…” Billy, still flush with arousal, looked down at his cock and stammered without thinking, “I’m still hard.”

     “Now that you mention it, so am I,” said Roy, gesturing at his own turgid cock. “I guess we’re not done yet.”

     And with that, Roy reached down and fingered Billy’s tender knot. Billy head fell back on the pillow as he spread his thighs wide to receive his uncle’s touch. He was utterly helpless to stop what was happening to him… not that he wanted to. And as Roy mounted the cock-starved stud, plowing him as deeply and gently as he possibly could, they both knew this was only the beginning of a very long, sleepless night.

UNCLE ROY I, II, & III

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