Broken in by Uncle Jack

I woke gradually, the sun’s rays poking through the gaps in my bedroom curtains and now bathing my face in light and warmth. A hand touched my leg and caressed me gently just above my ankle and I jumped.

“Hey, it’s me” came a familiar voice from the end of the bed. I froze, my eyes still closed. What the hell?

It was my step-mom’s older brother. Mom and dad were away on holiday for a few weeks through the summer leaving me home alone. They said that was fine and they’d trust me as long as I didn’t mind “Uncle” Jack popping in unannounced from time to time. It was their way of saying “don’t throw any parties” because you never know when he’ll show up.

I didn’t mind. I liked Jack. He was older than mom, but way cooler. He had greying hair and a neatly trimmed grey stubble beard. He was tall with an athletic, sporty kind of build. He always took time to speak to me and treat me like an adult, something my parents seemed to find difficult. He always smelled wonderful and I had a massive secret crush on him. I had fantasised about him a lot, especially in the last few months when I had come to realise that I really liked the idea of older men dominating me.

I’m Cole, by the way. I’m just nineteen. I’m small for my age, skinny, dark hair. I think I act straight, but I have known I liked boys for a few years now. I just don’t know how to tell anyone. Sometimes I think I’m making it obvious and a few times I have almost said something to mom, but I always chicken out and no-one has ever guessed or asked or seemed to care that I never had a girlfriend. Dad obviously thought I was a little weird anyway. In those moments just after running away from my truth, I always felt alone and sad, like I was invisible. So I just learned to live my little lie, trying hard to figure myself out, trying hard not to worry too much about it. It was hard sometimes. It’s hard having no-one to to talk to, no clue how to begin to find someone to love me, and at my age I was beginning to think I might die a virgin.

I squeezed my eyes shut, shocked and not sure what to do or say now. Jack had a hand under my duvet and was caressing the calf of my right leg. It was a slow deliberate movement, touching me in way that was hard to misconstrue. I couldn’t speak.

“I just came over to say hi” he said, his voice quiet and low as if he might be overheard. “I think this is the first time we’ve been alone in the house together knowing we’re not gonna get interrupted.”

I pulled my arms across my face. What was going on here? I couldn’t move. I felt myself start to respond, blood rushing to my groin. I was curious and horny, but a little frightened and unsure of myself at the same time. Was he saying what I think he was saying? Or was he just teasing me? Or was this nothing, just two guys saying hi?

“I know about you” he said. My heart froze. Knew about me? Okay, this wasn’t a friendly ‘good morning’.

“Don’t worry. I’m not going to tell anyone your secret.” He added. “But it’s about time you were properly broken in. That’s why I came over.”

My heart went from zero beats to a hundred miles an hour in a split second. My pulse was racing. Broken in?

Jack took his hand away. He stood up and walked to the corner of my room. I sneaked a look from under my arm, still mute and otherwise froze in place. He went to the wall light, reached behind and took out a tiny device. He brought it over and dropped it on the bed, then sat down again where he had been.

“That’s a secret camera. It was very wrong of me to put that in your room, but I have enjoyed watching you fuck yourself most nights with whatever you can get hold of. Last night was especially hot. I love your new underwear.”

I gasped out loud. I couldn’t help it. He had video of me. He knew I had new underwear. What the fuck? I was building up to say something, but now I was afraid too.

“Take your arms away from your face” he said. It was clearly a command. I hesitated and he said “Do it now, please”. He said it softly just like before, but I knew I had to comply this time.

I took my arms away and looked at Jack. My face was bright red. Jack slid his hand under my covers again and began to stroke my leg, this time going a bit higher up around my knee.
“You’re a gay boy. A submissive bottom. You dream of being fucked by an older guy. Don’t deny it, we both know it’s true.” He said. He never took his eyes from me. I started to mouth a word but nothing came out. “You’re a cute little thing. I’ve seen your secret twitter account. I’ve seen you dressed up and begging to be bred. I’ve seen the pictures.”

My eyes went wide. Jesus, this guy had been stalking me, really done his homework. “B…..b…..but…..” I stuttered. He cut me off.

“Don’t deny any of it. Don’t deny who you are.” He said, and that shut me up again. “I’m here to take you. You see, I want you. You’re going to be mine. You’re going to spend a few days as my personal cum dump. My sex slave. I’m going to have you every way there is. You’re going to do everything I ask of you and more. And from what I’ve seen, you’re going to love every second of it.”

I am ashamed to say that I actually whimpered. I had no words, just a soft noise that had come out involuntarily. I wasn’t sure whether I was about to cry, or shout out in anger, or what. Jack’s hand was reaching my thigh now and I was rock hard. What he said….. it felt so right. How could that be? My heart was racing and I was nervous and shy, but my skin was tingling and the touch of his hand on my leg was electricity.

But I was scared, taken by surprise, and a little lost. I felt like Jack read my mind.

“I understand” he said. “I can see from your face that you’re….. unsure of yourself. Inexperienced. Not sure what to do now.” There was a long pause during which he leaned forward and caressed my inner thigh. He was so close to touching me between my legs. Before I knew what I was doing I had opened my thighs a little, just enough to encourage him and to give him better access. I didn’t mean to. It just kinda happened.

Jack smiled, his eyes still locked onto mine. We hadn’t broken eye contact yet. He tilted his head to one side and with his free hand he began to pull my duvet off me. I instinctively gripped it but he raised his eyebrows at me and I let go. The duvet slid down my body, exposing first my chest, then my taught midriff, then it slid across my underwear clearly showing my erect penis, exposing me to this man. He stopped there.

By now I was breathing heavily, partly from nerves and the shock, partly from a growing pent-up sexual desire, and partly from embarrassment. My emotions were all over the place and I was still unable to speak. My cock twitched, straining at the tight fabric of my pretty little briefs. My hands twitched too, torn between covering myself and leaving them by by side. I was like a broken machine, twitching away.

Jack smiled again. “Nice.” He said simply. “Really nice. That’s a pretty little cock you’re hiding away there. And look how hard you are at the thought of me having you. But that’s not your pleasure centre, is it Cole?” He asked. I flushed red again. I knew what he meant, but I still couldn’t speak. What kind of magic did he have to keep me silent for so long?

“Turn over for me Cole.” He said.

All at once I had butterflies in my stomach, my head swam, and my throat went dry. This was real now. This was so real. It was like my fantasy. I knew what came next. There was no turning back if I did as he told me. Was I ready for this? With Uncle Jack? Couldn’t we talk about it first?

“I said turn over.” He said. Same soft voice, no anger at all, but now a commanding tone that I simply couldn’t disobey.

Slowly I looked away toward the bedroom wall. I turned onto my side and then awkwardly lay on my front. I tucked my arms underneath me and I buried my head in my pillow. It was as close to getting into the fetal position as I could. I was wearing my new underwear, pretty blue briefs that looked like girl’s panties. I loved them and they made me feel sexy. They fit snugly across my butt cheeks and I knew that most of my ass was exposed to Jack now, peaking out from under the covers.

I felt the duvet being pulled completely clear of my body and thrown onto the floor. Jack reached up and touched my bottom, squeezing my little cheeks with both hands. He didn’t hesitate, he took hold of my underwear and pulled them down to my ankles in one motion. The faint sound of the fabric on my pale, smooth legs as I was undressed sent a thrill up my spine. I took a sharp intake of breath.

Jack hooked the briefs over first one foot, then the other, before throwing them up to land on my pillow next to my head. I was naked now. My body exposed. I could hardly believe it.

“Open your legs for me, Cole” he instructed. I did so. I only had a single bed, but I took each foot to the edge. It was further than I had meant to go, but I was on autopilot and just doing what I was told. Maybe I was responding to what my body wanted. I knew my tightening scrotum was on display now, and my little pink hole too. I shivered, the anticipation killing me.

Suddenly I felt him there, between my cheeks. I felt his beard tickle my skin and the wet warmth of his tongue flick in and out against my virgin bud. I whimpered again and pushed my head further int the pillow as I raised my hips slightly. Oh god, it was more amazing than anything I had ever felt. A man’s tongue on my most private, most sensitive area.

Jack lapped at my hole for several long minutes, his hands holding my buttocks apart. He kept teasing with his thumbs, pushing them so close to my anus and then pulling them away. His tongue pushed forward and wiggled. It felt like he was pushing it into me and I shuddered hard with sexual energy. That’s when he finally pushed a single thumb toward the centre of my hole and applied pressure alongside his meaty tongue. There was no pulling back this time. His thumb pushed against me as I raised my hips up and, lubricated by his saliva, Jack’s thumb entered me and his tongue followed. My tight little hole gripped him tightly at the knuckle. I moaned.

Jack spent a few minutes pulling my hole open with his thumb while he drooled saliva and tongued me. His thumb rubbed around my ring, stretching me and allowing his spit to seep inside. I could hardly breath. These new sensations were sending incredible, hot waves of lust through me.

“Good boy” Jack said, pulling his mouth away from me. “This first time might hurt, but I’ll try to be gentle. Take deep breaths and push out for me. Don’t worry, I’m going to fuck you a lot so you’ll have plenty of opportunity to get used to me inside you. Plenty of time to learn how everything works. By the time I’m finished with you, you’ll be begging me for my cock all day and all night long.”

I pushed my hips up some more and I whimpered for the third time. I was anxious, not wanting to be hurt, but this guy had some power over me that meant I couldn’t stop, couldn’t speak, couldn’t do anything except lay here and take it. And my god, I wanted it. Despite my nerves, despite the shock of what was going on, I wanted Uncle Jack to take away my virginity and show me what it was like to have a man make love to me.

He pulled away and stood up again. My hole felt cold from the saliva around it and empty now that there was no thumb and no tongue exploring me. I heard clothing being hurriedly stripped off and thrown on the floor. The mattress pressed down as Jack got back on the bed and positioned himself over me with one hand to the left of my head, one to the right. I gripped his wrist with one hand, something for me to hold onto. My toes curled at the thought of what was coming next. The anticipation was incredible. I held my breath.

Jack lined himself up and pushed forward. I felt the pressure of his large cock head pushing down on my tiny hole and I had a sudden sense of panic that he was going to be too big for me. Then I started to open. I could feel my anus walls being forced to part as he continued to press his cock down. It started to sting and then ache too. It was awkward, painful in parts and uncomfortable. I had fingered myself of course, and I had used toys and vegetables to fuck myself, but nothing this big. Nothing where I wasn’t in control. But I wanted him. I knew I could do it.

I took a deep breath and tried hard to relax. I wiggled my hips and I pushed out, doing everything to help ease the passage. Suddenly Jack’s cock broke through some invisible barrier and the head of his cock was in. Actually inside me! I had no time to process the sensations as Jack thrust with his hips and pushed at least half the length of his hard penis inside me. It took my breath away. “Ah!” I cried softly into the pillow.

Jack withdrew slightly, then pushed down again with his hips. This time his cock went in even further. He did it again, and then one more time. This time his cock was all the way in. I could feel the head buried deeply inside me, pushing my guts around to accommodate the length and girth. I could feel his pubic hair tickling the soft skin around my hole.

I was hot, sweating with exertion that hadn’t realised I had made. My hole felt stretched beyond anything I had known before, almost at breaking point, but it had stopped stinging and wasn’t really painful any more. I had this sense of a huge, hard, meaty cock inside me, pulsing away with Jack’s heartbeat. Even though it felt odd, even a little uncomfortable, everything was hot, sticky pleasure. My cock had gone soft, but my scrotum was tighter than it had ever been. I felt like a slut, like a little boy being fucked by an older man. I raised my bottom slightly, pushing my hips back, and then Jack started to fuck me.

He built up a rhythm, getting gradually faster and faster, going deeper, pulling out further, fucking harder. My heart rate skyrocketed. I was panting by now, gasping for breath through the pillow. With each thrust I was moaning in breathy “Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!” sounds as the air was forced from my lungs. My anus was hot, an amazing heat that radiated sexual energy through my body.

Jack’s body went stiff. I gripped his wrist tightly as he jerkily thrust once, then twice, then his cock seemed to grow even bigger and my eyes went wide. I felt the cum travel up his veiny shaft and explode from his cock. It was hot and wet. His cock pulsed and pulsed and pulsed, shooting what felt like huge amounts of his cum deep into my bowels. I moaned softly.

A little voice in my head said to me “You’re not a virgin any more” and I smiled to myself. That had been amazing. I had been taken, but not forced. Jack had been gentle, but firm. I had been properly fucked by an experienced guy and he’d left his cum inside me as his mark of ownership. What was it he’d said? He was going to fuck me a lot? Oh god!

Jack kissed the back of my neck softly. “Good boy” he said as he pulled his hips back and gently slid his cock from my hot hole. I felt cum leak out and trickle down across my scrotum. His cum. From my bottom.

Jack knelt up on the bed, one hand on my buttock. He pulled my cheek to one side and thumbed at my hole, now loose and hot and sticky and well fucked. “You did well. You were ready. That’s a very tight, very satisfying pussy you have there.” He slapped my bottom and I cried out in surprise. He slapped it again, and again, and again and each time I cried out a little. He only stopped when both cheeks were red.

“Turn over” he commanded, and I did, tentatively, not really wanting to show my face. I lay on my back with Jack looking down on me. I was sweaty and sticky. Jack shuffled forward on his knees so that he could force my legs open and play with my balls.

“Jerk yourself off” he said. I hesitated, but he just took my hand and placed it on my cock which was already getting hard again. I took my cock in my hand and jerked myself while he touched me. I looked at his cock, so much more meaty than mine. It was an amazing specimen. I closed my eyes and re-lived the experience I just had. It didn’t take more than a minute before I had to hold my breath as I spasmed and shot salty, sticky cum all over my chest.

Jack leaned forward and licked it all up, then came in to kiss me. I move my head to one side but he gripped my jaw with one hand and brought it back so we were face to face. He squeezed and I opened my mouth slightly. He dribbled spit and my own cum into my mouth as he held me there, then he leaned into me and we kissed. He used his tongue to swirl my cum around my mouth and his. I thought I would be disgusted but everything just felt so wild and great. He broke away and we both swallowed what was left in our mouths.

He got up and stood next to the bed looking down on me. “You enjoy it?” He asked.

I still couldn’t speak. I felt so young and…..just in awe of this man and what just happened. I nodded, slowly but deliberately, our eyes locked together once again.

“Good. I did too, just like I thought I would.” He paused and looked my body over, he eyes drinking in my nudity. It gave me goosebumps. “You want to know what happens next, my sexy toyboy?”

I nodded again, this time more normally, feeling like I was coming back to life.

“You’re going to shower and get cleaned up. I’m going to show you how to clean your insides for me. When you’re clean we’ll put some lube in that hole so you’re ready. Your next lesson is on how to take my cock in your mouth and all the way down your throat.”

I swallowed hard at the thought. I had seen deep throating on the internet. I didn’t think I could do that, but I knew I couldn’t say no.

“Then I will have you again. I’m going to push a lot of cum into you today. You’d like that, wouldn’t you boy?”

I nodded. I couldn’t help myself. I noticed he was no longer calling me by my name. I was just ‘boy’ now.

“I will be here for a few days. You’ll call me sir. You’ll do everything I ask, won’t you?” He said.

I nodded again.

“I’m going to get you to do some very naughty things. You understand that?”

Again, a single nod.

“Some things you won’t like. I will do everything to you. You understand that?”

A tear came to my eye. I don’t know why, maybe because I felt so helpless living in this very real fantasy. Maybe it was because I was torn. I really wanted it, but I was nervous and unsure and shy and everything all mixed together. Maybe I was just so damn happy at having been fucked by this hot man. I nodded. He could do whatever he wanted. I was becoming his.

“And when you’re ready, when you’re trained and you know what to do, I have some friends who will come here. They will group fuck you until you lose consciousness. But that’s okay, isn’t it boy?”

I nodded, then something stirred in me. I needed to speak, to say it out loud. “Yes, sir” I said. My voice sounded weak and submissive. I loved it. Jack smiled and cupped my face in his big, warm hand.

“Good boy. Now go and shower. I will be there in a few minutes. You may crawl to the bathroom so I can see your ass as you go.”

Somehow that instruction didn’t surprise me. Maybe I shouldn’t be permitted to stand when my Sir was around, anyway. I slid out of bed onto my knees. Sir’s cock was right before my face and on impulse I kissed it before turning around on my hands and knees and crawling slowly away. The thought of Sir looking at my bottom as it wiggled, as I crawled, turned me on so much.

“You belong to me now, boy. You’re my property at least until your parents return.” He said. He paused, before adding “Maybe even then.”

I got goosebumps again and I felt a tiny trickle of Sir’s cum leak from my anus and slide down my inner thigh. I shivered. I already wanted him again. I was already his fuck toy and I knew it. And he knew it.

To be continued…..