Family Trip

I had mixed feelings about going to my family’s reunion. ‘Reunion’ may not be the best word for it though, it was a vacation with my extended family on my dad’s side that we went on every year.

I was 18 and it was the summer before I started college. I was torn and it was obvious. To anyone who asked (which was primarily my parents) I said that I wanted to stay at home and see my friends, but also wanted to go on the beach vacation and see my family.

I wasn’t lying in that I really did enjoy seeing my uncle Greg (my dad’s older brother), and my aunt Susan (my dad’s younger sister), and their spouses and kids. However, the real pull, the actual reason I would miss the chance at a weekend home alone in the middle of the summer as an 18-year-old, was my uncle Ray (my dad’s younger brother).

Uncle Ray was the ‘black sheep’ of the family, despite being 43, he never married nor had kids like the rest of his siblings. There were a few girlfriends of his that I could recall meeting at family functions but nothing seemed to last too long.

On the surface he seemed like a hard ass with a permanent scowl, but once you talked to him for a bit and especially if you could get him to laugh, it was obvious he was really just a fun-loving guy who wasn’t going to live his life by anyone else’s rules.

I could always count on him to let me launch the oversized fireworks on the fourth of July, or to sneak me a beer when I was only 14. He told the funniest dirty jokes and always had the best, if not sometimes inappropriate, stories to tell.

My mom expressed concern over his lifestyle to my dad from time to time, but my dad would only just shrug and say, “That’s just Ray, that’s how he’s always been.”

Now, I feel like every family has that ‘fun uncle’ but what set Ray apart from most others was the fact that he was totally stacked. I’m about 5’9”, my dad and uncle Greg, about 6’0”, but Ray was probably 6’4” and at least 300 pounds of mostly muscle. He did have a little extra meat to him, enough to thinly veil his abdominal muscles, but he was a total and complete hunk of a man. Covered in tattoos, a thick dark beard, and a faint scar above his left eye from a motorcycle accident. Total beast of a man.

Yes, I am hearing myself; and yes, I realize most guys would never describe their uncles this way. But, to give a little necessary context I need to go back a year to the last family vacation.

Like this current year, we were staying at some time share resort community in Myrtle Beach. The way these resorts work out, or at least the ones my family stays at, we rent 4 suites, each with two bedrooms. Typically, those are each divided between parents and kids, but since I have two younger siblings and since Uncle Ray doesn’t have any kids, he and I end up sharing the last. This has been the arrangement since I was 12 and it honestly had gone without any incident.

That was until a year ago, when I was sharing a suite with my Uncle Ray and his girlfriend at the time, Kristy. I thought it would be so cool to sneak out of my room and explore the resort after everyone was asleep and most of the public areas had closed.

Both rooms had sliding doors that opened on to a private balcony area and our room was on the first floor. So, I simply walked out, hopped over a small ledge and was free to wander. A time-share resort that is closed for the night is about as exciting as it sounds. It was pretty family oriented so there weren’t any parties or other late-night activities to sneak into or spy on, so I cut my adventure disappointingly short, and went back to the room.

Only, upon my return, I realized that the sliding glass doors automatically lock when closed on the first floor, probably as some sort of security measure. Luckily, I kept my room key with me in case anything like this happened. Unluckily, that meant I had to enter through the main door of the suite and past the shared living room to get back to my bedroom. Uncle Ray probably wouldn’t have made a fuss about me sneaking out and sneaking back in. Kristy on the other hand, was a bit high strung, and was treating me more like a 7-year-old than a 17-year-old.

When I cracked the door open, I saw that the lights in the living room were still off.

‘Ok great, they must be asleep already,’ I thought.

After closing the door as lightly as humanly possible I slowly crept to my bedroom door. When I heard the door to Uncle Ray’s attached bathroom open, I froze. And when a light from his bedroom stabbed through his partially open door and sliced the room in half, I flung myself behind a nearby armchair.

I couldn’t hear what they were saying or doing but Ray and Kristy definitely weren’t asleep. I was about to crawl from my hiding spot back to my room when I heard Kristy cry out. I whipped my head around and could see through the gap in the door my uncle Ray on top of his girlfriend.

I wasn’t an idiot. I knew exactly what sex was, and I knew exactly that that was what they were doing. What I didn’t know was that my Uncle Ray is huge, and I am not talking about his weight or height.

From my vantage point I had a perfect line of sight up the center of their bed starting at the foot all the way up to the headboard. And an even more perfect view of Ray bent over doggy-style fucking Kristy. At first, I was shocked and my brain said that I should not be seeing this and should immediately get back into my room. My dick said that I should keep watching my uncle’s massive cock drill into his girlfriend. As a teenager, it should be obvious which organ won the debate. I was completely transfixed.

I honestly had no idea that a penis could be that large. I remember looking at my thin forearm and thinking that it really wasn’t that much bigger than what Ray was pushing. He had to be 10” and had the girth to match.

My heart which began racing from the initial shock, was pounding even harder in my chest, and the butterflies in my stomach felt more like murder hornets. But I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the sight of my uncle’s enormous shaft bury deep into his Kristy only to be pulled back out and rammed back in. I was mesmerized as I watched his muscular hairy ass cheeks spread apart as he pulled back only to press together as he sank his pole into her. His balls were so large and heavy looking as they swung back and forth with his thrusts, that I thought they would leave a bruise on Kristy’s backside.

I soon became aware of two things, one being the cadence of his deep grunts as he destroyed Kristy; and two, that I was harder than a slab of granite. I bit my lip, unsure if I should do what I was thinking next, but with my brain not currently the rock-hard part of my body, I slipped my hand under the waist band of my shorts, grabbed my pulsing cock, and began to stroke. I started slowly, with a bit of lurking trepidation, but as I continued to watch I matched the motion and rhythm of Ray.

Having never witnessed such a display of sheer masculinity and sexuality, it didn’t take long for the tickling in my nether regions to grow into a throb. Before I could even consider stopping, I felt the cum rising up in me and bursting out of me into my shorts. I came so violently that I had to bite my lip to contain my screams. I could feel the hot thick load spilling from my tip down over my fingers that I had wrapped around my shaft. And slowly became aware that I had shot a considerable amount into the front of my underwear that had trickled down and was now collecting in a sticky puddle around my completely glazed balls.

I didn’t dare take my hand out of my pants here, it was completely covered in my sticky seed, but I had to see Uncle Ray finish too. I needed to see the epitome of a man bust the nut that I had watched build inside of him.

By the sound of his grunts, I could tell he was getting closer. And with my fingers still frozen in a wreath around my own manhood, I could feel myself slowly swell again.

He didn’t make much indication in his movements, but as I watched and listened, I could hear his rhythmic grunts devolve into a continuous moan and could see his heavy balls twitch and his asshole clench, signaling that he too had dropped his more-than-likely massive load.

For an instant I reveled in the notion that we had came together, even if he didn’t know it. Appreciating that I had already taken a big gamble, and that my luck could soon run out, I awkwardly dashed to my bedroom with Kristy’s soft moans of pleasure creeping into the room behind me.

I impressed myself with how nimbly and silently I managed to open and close my door, all with only my left had while my right was lodged in my groin. Trying not to make any more mess than I had already made, I laid down on the bed and peeled my shorts and underwear up and off of me. Allowing most of my ejaculate to spill down onto my skin rather than the floor or the bed.

Once naked from the waist down I tried to wipe the cum off with my hand but it had collected on my balls and was now running down my ass crack. I reached down trying to stem the spill and when I felt my finger coated with cum pass across my hole, I was struck by a new but similar feeling.

I pressed my finger against my tightly puckered hole again and felt a vague tingle rise inside me. With my other hand wrapped around my still firm cock I began to stroke, letting my fingers slide over the skin of my shaft slick with my own load.

I pressed harder against my hole and imagined what I had seen only a moment ago. Though there were few physical similarities, I imagined that my finger was my uncle’s fat cock pressing against my innocent untapped hole. I fantasized about what he must feel like, what it would be like to have him perched over me like that, to feel his body against mine, in mine. 

With the help of my self-generated lubricant and the physical response to my fantasy, I was able to slip a finger inside of myself up to the first knuckle. It wasn’t much but to my virgin hole it felt like a full-sized dick. My mind was flooded with thoughts of Uncle Ray penetrating me, taking my virginity, popping my boy cherry.

The feelings of climax had been rumbling like a thunderstorm within me for the past few minutes and with most of my groin sticky with my own seed, I couldn’t tell if I had started cumming again. I pulled at myself harder gritting my teeth as my dick throbbed, feeling my hole clench around my fingertip. Every muscle within me was on fire and the simmering feeling of orgasm had melded with the ache of my body.

It wasn’t until I felt the splatter against my partially exposed stomach that I realized the feeling brewing inside of me had boiled over and began to spill out. As my body pulsed, I could feel the increased pressure of my finger against my prostate. The all-encompassing sensation forcing a small cry to pass between my lips into the dark room.

I couldn’t recall how long it took for me to regain my breath and for the tingling within me to subside. I just laid there in the dark, drenched in my own ejaculate, wishing it was my uncles.

I woke up the next morning having passed out with my hand still on my dick. The cum having dried on my lower region in translucent scales. My body was still sore and my skin was now itchy, and I knew that I would never be able to look at Uncle Ray the same way ever again.

I did see Uncle Ray again of course. And neither he nor anyone else had any idea that I had pleasured myself to the sight of him fucking. I was able to quell the fire within me enough so that I could still talk to him like I always had in the past. But my heart did flutter a bit every time I saw him…

So, it was decided. I would go on the family vacation.

I had sex on the mind. And to most, being home alone for a long weekend would be the perfect opportunity to hook up. I unfortunately, hadn’t formed any of those relationships during high school. I had friends, loads of them. No one with any romantic interest though. I had thought about it, I imagined making out with Kevin who sat in front of me in U.S. History, or Antonio who was on the boy’s tennis team with me. I even fantasized about my chemistry teacher, Mr. Donovan, bending me over his desk and fucking me from behind. But any of that happening was less likely then getting struck by lightning.

But I still needed to sate my urges, and in the past year since that fateful trip, I started exploring my body in ways I hadn’t thought of before. Fingers were fine, especially since they could be manipulated to massage the prostate, but they felt like… well… fingers. I wanted to know what a dick would feel like, what getting fucked would be like. I had this bottle of face lotion that was a little more than an inch in diameter. The way it stretched my hole felt amazing but it was hard and a bit sharp so the novelty quickly wore off. As embarrassing as it was, I resorted to purchasing a cucumber from the grocery store.

It was much larger than anything I had used before and it took a lot of Vaseline and deep breathing to force it into my hole, but once inside I immediately thought of Uncle Ray, of how large he was, how strong and powerful his entire body was. I imagined him pinning me down and forcing himself inside of me, fucking me like I was some cheap whore, and finally breeding me with our related seed.

Sadly, this was the closest thing I had to a sexual relationship. And even more sadly, a long weekend away with my family was a better chance at any sexual gratification than staying at home and searching for the most phallic object in the house to insert inside myself.

Teenage urges aside, the resort that my family chose in Fort Lauderdale exceeded my expectations. A bit cleaner and more modern than the places we had stayed at in the past, but the sleeping arrangement was the same.

My pulse had started racing the moment I saw Uncle Ray step out of the taxi (which looked like a clown car next to his massive frame). He was alone this time. Ray had broken up with Kristy months ago and now she was only the memory of a pair of legs showing from below my Uncle’s hulking body.

My dad gave the yearly obligatory “Sorry Ray, but like last time you’ll be sharing a suite with Josh.”

When Ray responded with a scoffed: “You kidding, this kids the best roommate I’ve ever had!” my heart nearly gave out altogether. The comment was innocent, the entire trip should be innocent. I didn’t expect anything like last year to happen again.

When we got to our rooms, I noticed that the suite Ray and I were sharing was somewhat L-shaped, around a shared terrace. If I stood in the corner of my room, I could see into about half of Uncle Ray’s. I felt my accelerating pulse again, though I didn’t see anything of interest at the moment. It would be so easy to sneak a peek, and no one would even know…

I couldn’t get too excited. I promised myself I would behave and not get my hopes up. I would enjoy at least seeing and talking to Uncle Ray. I was the oldest out of all of my cousins, the nearest in age was my brother at 13. Playing with the kids was fun, but I found myself spending more time with the adults.

On the second day we had a proper beach outing. It was a good opportunity to see Ray in all his glory, well almost all his glory. I couldn’t tell if the bright red trunks he was wearing were supposed to be that tight and that short, or if it was just a consequence of him struggling to find clothing big enough for him.

He moved with surprising grace for a man his size and it was thrilling to watch his muscles bulge and tense as he did things like throw a frisbee or breach the salty water. The highlight was definitely when my two youngest cousins asked Ray to throw them into the water. In what was probably not even 3 feet of surf, Uncle Ray would lift the 7 and 9-year-olds like they were made of Styrofoam and then launch them about 10 feet into the water.

Just watching him grab the two with such ease and seeing how the bulk of his muscles shifted when he raised them above his head, was awe inspiring. I could have watched it go on forever, and little Jessie and Anthony would have been happy to get tossed around the entire day. They were laughing and screaming like it was the best thing on earth. Uncle Ray laughed with them and teased them as he treated them like footballs, it was actually a very endearing moment. Until my aunt Susan started bitching him out and saying that he needed to be more careful.

I would have been truly content if that was the extent of the vacation. I had started a nice tan, I taught the kids how to play poker, which they loved even though they didn’t understand the betting process. I even had a nice long conversation with Uncle Ray about my start at college the next year. He had gone to college, but partied too much and didn’t get along with his professors, so eventually dropped out. His advice was half-jokingly bad and half-actually bad. In the end he suggested I go to trade school like he did which caused my mom to shoot me a look that said without words, “Don’t you even dare.”

Unfortunately, on the second to last full day the weather turned in the midafternoon. The sky darkened and swirled with anger and the wind blew the rain nearly sideways. We settled for a decent dinner at the resort’s restaurant. Afterwards, with most of the kids nearly asleep from the days activities and the rain still coming down in sheets the whole family retired to each of their rooms. 

The view from my bedroom’s window was rather sublime, clouds twisting in the sky, lightning crackling over the ocean, and the trees swaying and shuddering in the wind.  All through a filter of dense precipitation blurring and refracting the whole scene making it seem distant and still all surrounding.

I stood by the window mesmerized by the whole scene, until a ping on my phone drew my attention behind me back towards the bed. As I rotated my head I scanned across the terrace and Uncle Ray’s room. I saw him near his window, sitting in one of the rooms standard lounge chairs, wearing only his underwear. Broad hairy chest on full display in front of him above a noticeable bulge between his beefy thighs wrapped only in the thin layer of cotton that was his underwear.

I had expected him to try and sneak off to one of the resort bars like he had every night until this point, but it seemed the storm was too much even for him. I stood there dumbly not realizing he could just as easily see me from his vantage point. When he glanced over, I flung myself down onto my bed hoping that he hadn’t seen me staring.

I laid there debating how long I should wait until it was safe to look again, or at least stand back up. I counted to 100, rolled of the bed and crept along the floor to the corner of the room. I figured that if I crouched low enough to the floor the window sill would hide me from Uncle Ray’s line of sight.

I peeked over to see that Ray hadn’t moved from the chair, he was looking at something on his own phone but soon set it back down and refocused on the storm outside. The space between our rooms was covered by the balcony of the floor above, so the visual interference of rain was minimal. I examined the tattoos on his chest and arms, spiraling geometric flower, cascading into a dragon circling around a pin-up girl. As I scanned down his arm, I realized that his hand was on his crotch. I took in a deep breath as I heard my heart beat thump louder in my chest. He had to just be scratching himself, but his hand remained between his legs a little too long and motion of his fingers was too slow to be satisfying an itch.

Ray scanned around himself again, I quickly ducked down before he could rotate in my direction and hit my head on the wall with an audible ‘thud’. Pain aside, I didn’t think he saw me. After rubbing the ache from my forehead, I poked my head up again. Uncle Ray was standing now, his thumbs in the waistband of his tight gray underwear.

Is he about to do what I think he’s about to do?

Sure enough, Ray slowly lowered his underwear, revealing his dark pubic hair, then the base of his wide shaft. As his underwear descended it revealed inch after inch of his man meat, which went on for longer than I had ever seen. Finally, the round pink head of his dick popped free of the waistband. He bent over slightly to get the shorts past his knees and then let them carelessly fall to the floor around his ankles.

I was already harder than I had ever been in my entire life. So hard that it hurt. My cock was begging me to stroke it, to release the pressure building inside it.

As Ray stood back up, he stretched, raising his arms over his head. Every muscle in his body tightened and I could see the ripples and edges of his muscles tense. Most prominent begin the massive appendage projecting out from his groin. He was definitely not at full erection but the distance his member stood out in front of him was shocking.

I assumed that would be it and he would turn around and leave for the shower, but instead Ray sat back down, legs wide apart as he wrapped his fingers around his swelling dick. He began to pull at it slowly, as his chest rose and fell with a contented sigh.

I immediately ripped off my shorts and underwear, they were less than useless to me now. An obstacle if anything. I spat into my left hand and immediately reached between my legs to my backside, burrowing my pointer and middle finger into my pulsing hole. I gripped my dick with my right and began to stroke slowly in time with Ray.

Without a hand for support, I leaned my nose against the window sill so that the top of my head could peek over. Uncle Ray was slowly running his fist over the length of his shaft which was a long swooping gesture considering his length. I didn’t have quite the same hardware to replicate the action, but the resulting pauses restrained the eager load I was about to unleash.

Ray quickened his pace becoming a bit rougher with each stroke. He sank lower into the chair legs spreading further apart revealing his engorged balls nearly hanging off of the seat. Ray took his free hand and began to run it over his chest and stomach. It was almost too exhilarating watching himself revel in his own touch. I felt the drips of precum run down and collect on my fingers as I slowly and torturously rubbed myself.

I imagined sitting on his lap in this moment, his huge cock deep inside me as my own dick bounced against him. Feeling every inch of him inside of me, penetrating me, breeding me. Until I too came all over his stomach.

My cock was starting to painfully ache and I could feel my balls tensing as I fought back the relief of release. I wanted to cum when Ray came, I wanted to share the climax. I only just realized how deeply I had inserted my fingers within myself and how I still wanted more. I retracted and then quickly, forcefully inserted three leaving only my thumb and pinky pressed against my ass cheeks. I let out a soft but audible moan. My hole wanted more; my hole wanted Ray.

The fervor with which Ray was jerking at himself was surprising, I could only imagine a hand as massive and strong as his exacting the punishment he was unleashing on his own manhood. His face twisted as I could see the tense pleasure building inside of him.

Without warning he stood up. He reached his left hand out and pressed it against the window, his now upright form just a couple feet from the pane of glass.

Is this it? I relented to the yearning in my body and began tugging at myself with the intent to pull out the churning load within me.

Ray squeezed his eyes shut and opened his mouth in a silent shout.

This is it. It’s coming.

A jet of white cum ejected violently from the tip of Uncle Ray’s cock and collided against the window with force. Followed by an equally ferocious second and third. The resulting spray now cascading down the window and collecting at the bottom of the frame.

I couldn’t pin point the exact point I crested the peak but it felt like I was a faucet, spilling cum all over the floor in front of me. The release so great that I could hear it hitting the floor in large spurts. At some point I had started moaning, and found that I couldn’t stop. I just hoped the sound of the rain would mask my cries.

As the last drops were forced out of me, I collapsed down to my knees, my still throbbing dick and balls landing in the sticky puddle I had made. I didn’t care. I took pleasure in feeling the results of my voyeurism against me. Knowing that similar genetic material was painted against the window across the balcony. I fell down to my back and removed my fingers from my stretched hole.

While still lying there I blindly reached for the lake of ejaculate I had deposited onto the floor. Once my fingertips brushed against it, I tried to scoop up as much as I could and forced it into my slightly gapping hole. At first, I didn’t know why I felt compelled to do this, but it felt right. As I sat there, feeling it drip down and out of my hole, I pretended it was Ray’s and realized what my subconscious intentions were.

I must have laid on the floor slick with my own cum for at least half an hour. When I finally was able to will myself to get up, I saw that Ray was no longer at his place by the window, and the splatter of cum had been wiped away. I followed his lead and went to wash off the results of that moment between us.

Afterwards, I fell into a deep contented sleep with the traces of a grin still etched onto my face.

The next day felt like I was in a trance. My dad and uncles had gone to spend the morning golfing, which left me with my aunts, mom, and young cousins. Throughout the day my mom lamented about it being our last full day and how she wished we had more time together. I had already gotten more than I ever could have hoped for and just feigned a sad nod.

The men of the family returned in the mid afternoon and shortly after we left for the fancy restaurant dinner we had intended to go to the day before. I had hoped to sit with the adults but as expected was relegated to the kid’s table as usual. The meal went well and the food was good, but I longed to be with the adults, a certain uncle specifically.

I kept glancing across the table towards him and he only caught my prolonged gaze once, to which he responded with a coy wink. I laughed and looked back down at my food hoping I hadn’t been too conspicuous.

That night, I watched over my cousins playing in the hotel pool as the adults drank at the bar. The moment with Uncle Ray aside, I was having a great time and would be sad when it was all over.

Once the pool closed, I corraled the kids into each of their rooms and got them tucked into bed. I didn’t run into my parents nor aunts or uncles so I retreated to my room for a relatively early night’s sleep.

The suite’s living room seemed totally undisturbed when I entered, so I assumed that Ray was still out with the rest of the adults. That was until I heard “Josh?” called from Uncle Ray’s partially open bedroom door.

I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard it, but once I was sure I wasn’t having a heart attack, I responded with a weak, “Yeah?”

“Come here,” Ray said.

I pushed open the partially open door to reveal him sitting on the edge of his bed. Again, wearing only his underwear that barely contained him.

He discarded a sock into a pile of clothes I assume he had just removed from himself and said, “Glad I caught you before you went to bed.”

“Oh?” I asked.

“Remember when you were little, and you used to sit on my knee?”

“Uh… yeah…?”

“Come over here,” he instructed beckoning me with his large hand.

I slowly stepped towards him not sure what he was getting at. When I was within his reach, he grabbed me by the waist and lifted me onto his lap. I was much larger now and couldn’t fit on just his knee, instead he draped my legs over his so that I was sitting perpendicular to his wide chest. My left arm brushing against his chest hair, and I could feel his bulge press against my thigh. I immediately felt a stirring in my own lap. Ray wrapped his fingers around my right leg just above the knee and put his other arm behind my back his fingers curling slightly around my waist.

“You’re a bit bigger now, eh?” he chuckled. “But I guess this’ll still do.”

I laughed a little trying not to reveal how much I was enjoying feeling his warm furry body against mine.

“Ya must be what? 18 now? Since you’re starting college and all that now?” he asked softly, his mouth less than a foot from my ear.

“Yeah,” I replied looking up at him. His dark eyes shone down at me, even in the dim light of the room.

“Well, I guess that must explain it then. You being an adult and all now.”

“Huh?” I asked raising an eyebrow.

He chuckled a little before saying, “I saw ya watching me from your room yesterday.”

‘Oh Fuck,” I thought to myself. I didn’t say anything out loud. What could I say?

My body must have involuntarily tensed because Ray soon began rubbing my back and laughed, “Relax. Relax. I’m not mad. It’s funny though, I could tell ya thought you were being real slick, peeping through that window. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. Actually, I’m a bit guilty myself.

His response was better than I ever could have imagined, but I was still confused.

“I put on that little show knowing full well I had an audience,” he explained. “I guess were both… bad boys…”

“I’m sorry, I just… I was… curious…” I stuttered.

“You don’t need to give me any of that bullshit,” he chuckled. “By now I’m sure you know all about that sort of thing.”

I shrugged, feeling his chest hair bristle against my arm.

“You ever uh… done anything with one of your buddies, or classmates?” Ray asked.

I let out a defeated sigh and shook my head slightly.

“Really? A strapping boy like you?”

“I mean, I want to,” I said defensively, turning my body to face Ray’s. In doing so I planted my hand on his thigh for balance but it slid slightly between his legs.

There was a brief tense moment, Uncle Ray’s eyebrows ticked up in surprise, but they quickly melted into a soft knowing expression.

“Tough to find someone who’s uh… into that,” he stated more than asked.

“Yeah…” I sighed.

“Well, it may not be of much interest to ya, but… you have your Uncle Ray if you… need…”

I was fairly certain I knew what he was implying. I knew what I wanted him to be suggesting, but I needed to be completely sure.

“Do you mean…?” was all I was able to get out.

He nodded.

“I’d like that…” I said softly, breaking my gaze from his and biting my lip.

“I could tell,” he said, “You’re uh… pitching quite the tent down there.”

I looked down and saw the noticeable outline of my dick poking up in my shorts. Before I could make any excuses, Ray lifted his hand off my thigh and asked, “Can I?”

I nodded again.

He hovered his hand over the lump in my pants and gentle touched down onto it rubbing it slowly with his big meaty paw. He tucked the other under the back of my shirt and began gently massaging my lower back. I let out a slight groan under my breath. The weight of his hands on me made my head spin, I closed my eyes and focused on his touch.

“It’s been a long time since I uh… was with… a boy,” he admitted.

“You’ll be my first,” I said with a smile. I felt the poke from between Ray’s legs become a bit more noticeable and looked down at the visible bit of blue fabric separating his ample manhood from my leg.

“You can touch it,” Ray whispered after a moment.

I reached down between us, but the space was too small with me sitting across Ray’s legs. Noticing this, he lifted me to a standing position and then spread his legs apart still sitting on the edge of the bed. I wasn’t sure exactly what to do with me standing over him, so I knelt down and slowly, cautiously reached between his massive parted thighs. As my fingers ran over the tightly wrapped member before me, Ray let out a small sigh. I ran my hand up the mound impressed by its size. It almost didn’t feel like a penis; rather, another arm or leg within the fabric. I could feel the slight swelling of Ray’s cock as I caressed it, my own still trying to swell despite having already reached full capacity.

This was unreal. Every innocent family moment I had ever had with my uncle flashed through my mind. Every hug, every time we playfully wrestled, or he threw me around like had just done with my other cousins, was that somehow leading to this? I could never have even imagined he would let me touch him like this. And even more, that he would enjoying my touch.

I wrapped my hand around its girth feeling ever bit of it, truly appreciating its size and shape. Ray continued to swell and the leg holes in his underwear were now revealing glimpses into his nether region. The tension within his briefs almost looked painful for him.

Ray sank down onto the mattress and hopped towards me so that his lower half was no longer resting on the bed. The bulge was inches from my chest and I could feel the heat radiating off of it.

“Do you want to take them off?” he asked with a wink and a slight shake of his knees.

I couldn’t verbalize a response. I was even more stunned. This entire situation didn’t seem real, it was like a dream. As if in a trance, I gingerly grabbed Ray’s waistband at the sides and began to delicately pull them over his thick muscular legs. I kept telling my self I needed to be as gentle and careful as possible, otherwise he might change his mind and the opportunity would be lost.

Slowly, the true extent of Uncle Ray’s manhood became revealed to me. Up close I could see that his shaft was the same thickness as my arm and the length of it only unfurled more and more as I pulled. Finally, the big pink head sprung up from below the band and lolled to the side almost completely erect. The motion was like a swinging fist.

“Wow,” I thought, not realizing I had also said it out loud.

Ray responded with a deep belly laugh the caused his muscles to contract before me and his cock to sway side to side like an enormous metronome.

“We used to call it Timm,” he said still chuckling.

“Tim?” I asked.

“Ten. Inch. Man. Meat.” he explained through a chuckle. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. Though the name was fitting. Up close I was shocked by it. How large it was, how it pulsed, how it radiated warmth and masculinity.

“Well go on,” Ray prodded. “It won’t bite.”

I knelt down and placed my hand upon Rays firm member. Compared to the rest of his grizzled exterior, it felt so soft and tender, yet somehow the most powerful thing I had ever laid my eyes or hands on. The veins coursing over it making it look even more like a toned limb. I wrapped my fingers around its circumference, not quite able to make a complete ring with my thumb and fingers. I shifted my hand up and down in the same manner I had always tried on myself, but with such a great size it was difficult to make any worthwhile motion.

I took my other hand and placed it below the first. Ray released a slight purr of satisfaction. With more coverage I began to tug and stroke. I could feel Uncle Ray’s pulse thrumming through his shaft. When I noticed a bead of precum collecting on the tip of his head, I began to stroke with more vigor.

“Mmm… You’re pretty good at that…” Ray moaned.

He lay peacefully with his eyes closed chest slowly rising and falling. As amazing as this was, I wanted to feel more of him. I wanted to feel all of him. I wanted him. Needed him.

Just as my arms started getting sore, Uncle Ray suddenly sat up and whispered, “Hey, I think I know something you’ll really like.”

Before I could even take my hands off him Ray stood up fully, thrusting his member into my face. I thought him trying to face fuck me was the something. Which I wouldn’t have objected to. That was, until he grabbed the legs of my shorts and ripped them down to my ankles, followed by him reaching into my underwear and pulling them down too. I stood there newly naked for a second, still not sure what I was supposed to do. When Ray picked me up by my waist with almost no effort and somehow rotated me around over his head, flinging my shorts and underwear to a corner of the room. The room spun quickly around me and in a flash, I was upside down facing Uncle Ray’s navel.

Before I could even ask what was going on I felt the prickle of Ray’s beard on my backside. Without quite realizing what was happening I felt something wet and warm run over my ass crack. When I came to the obvious conclusion that it was Ray’s tongue, I eagerly spread my legs apart more allowing him more access to my hole. He abruptly and enthusiastically buried his tongue within me. I let out a small yelp. Ray laughed in response, the vibrations in his body transmitting into mine through his tongue. He greedily devoured me, jamming his tongue deeper and deeper inside of me. Unsurprisingly his tongue was as large and strong as the rest of his body.

I hadn’t felt anything like it before, it was infinitely better than my own fingers. Ray’s tongue curled and twisted in and against me. Tickling at that sweet spot inside of me. I moaned again letting my head fall back. As I did so I saw his fully erect cock extending proudly out in front of him.

I reached above, well I guess technically below me, and took his shaft in both my hands. I brought it up to my mouth and after bumping it against my chin, wrapped my lips around the large head. I could just barely fit the entire head in my mouth. I craved more and tried to lower my head further down, but even with my jaw nearly unhinged I couldn’t get more than 2 inches of his immense girth in me. I coughed and choked a bit, but Uncle Ray either didn’t notice or didn’t care.

I resigned myself and realized this was the best I was going to do and proceeded to run my tongue over and around the tip catching the bit of precum and savoring its flavor. The feeling of Uncle Ray’s tongue within me and my tongue against him, made my skin prickle in satisfaction, as my sense revolved in the cyclical mutual pleasure between us. I felt a single drop of fluid fall from my dick onto my chest and only just noticed that the friction between Ray’s large pecs was about to make me cum. I let out a slight moan that was muffled against the tip of Ray’s cock. I could feel it about to spill from me, rain down onto his chest and onto my face.

As if he knew I was about to burst, Ray retracted his tongue from my insides, lifted me up off his dick, and tossed me onto the bed. I lay their stunned, having gotten so close to the edge only to be ripped back from the precipice

Ray laughed as he crawled onto the bed over me. His frame so broad it felt like I was sheltered in a tent made of skin and muscle.

“You’re a greedy little boy, aren’t you?” he laughed.

“Wha… what do you mean?” I asked, catching his contagious chuckle.

“Trying to take that dick in your mouth,” he explained. “I know it’s a lot. Especially for a first timer, but I’ve never had someone suck on it so enthusiastically.”

“Well, jeez sorry,” I said with little sincerity. “I though you would have liked it.”

“Believe me boy,” Ray said crouching lower onto me. “I fucking loved it. Just didn’t realize how much of a greedy slut my nephew was.”

The vague insult hit me in a different way than I would have ever expected, it was like the word against my eardrum was a hand against my dick. The spark that formed when Ray touched my crotch through my shorts had ignited something between us and was now raging like a wildfire within Ray, the flames dancing through the sparkle in his eyes. There was nothing more I wanted than to be a slut right now. I wanted to be his slut. With it out in the open now, I had to admit it.

“I want more,” I demanded with force.

Uncle Ray’s lips curled into a surprise grin. Eyebrows raising, he said, “Boy I don’t think you can handle any more.”

“Yes, I can,” I shot back defensively. “I’ve… practiced.”

If Ray’s smile could have twisted any more devilishly, he would have embodied Satan himself.

“Well, aren’t you a little whore?” Ray growled.

“I want you to make me your whore,” I growled back. I grabbed his chest taking both pecs in my hands and sank in my nails. “I want my uncle’s huge cock inside of me, and I want him to fuck me.”

Ray grabbed me by the jaw, his strong fingers pressing into my cheeks. He pushed me up further onto the bed by my chin. I retracted my hands from his chest and gripped his wrist. I wanted to keep the illusion that I would resist, but really, I was already surrendering myself to him entirely.

Ray leaned down, the prickle of his beard scratching my cheek, his breath warm against my ear.

“Be careful what you wish for boy,” he warned. “It just might come true.”

“Do your worst,” I scoffed through clenched teeth.

Uncle Ray rose, straddling my chest his left had still on my chin his right creeping behind himself, between my thighs, and finding my hole, still slick with his spit.

The fingers of his left hand passed onto my lips, the middle and ring finger pressing into them.

“Open up,” he commanded.

I obliged and Ray slowly inserted the 2 thick fingers into my mouth pressing against my tongue. I closed my lips gently around them and began to gently suck them.

“Mmm… Good boy,” he purred.

His right hand pressed against my entire underside, the meat of it pushing my balls up into my throbbing shaft. The corresponding fingers rotated around my hole, gently testing its resistance.

“You’re lucky I came prepared,” he said, removing his hand from my ass and reaching to the nightstand. “Otherwise, what I’m about to do to you would’ve really hurt.”

With one hand Ray removed a bottle of lubricant, flicked it open, and carelessly squeezed it between my legs behind him. Which rained slippery fluid on my dick and balls, that quickly rolled down between my cheeks. Ray tossed the bottle somewhere onto the floor and with his hand free, gently but forcefully pressed into me. After the work he just performed with his tongue and the added lubricant, there was little fight, his digits sank deep within me, he curled them slightly, tickling my prostate. I moaned against the fingers in my mouth. His fingers danced through my insides, plunging deeply into the depths of my body only to be retracted and pull at the edges of my hole.

“You think you’ve prepared yourself,” he said softly. “But you’re still a tight little piece of fresh ass.”

Ray yanked his fingers from my mouth and got up off me. As I looked up to see what he was doing, he roughly grabbed my arm and leg and flipped me onto my stomach. He roughly spread my legs apart and kneeled over them pinning them in place. Ray then grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. I let out a small involuntary moan.

Ray’s body shifted and I could feel his immense cock touchdown between my checks. He hadn’t inserted himself yet, but rather pressed his shaft into my ass crack. He pulled back so that the head was nearly at my yearning hole. Then he leaned forward and I felt the mass of his member slide over my quivering body.

“You feel that?” he asked tugging at my hair. “You think you can take all that?”

“I want it Uncle Ray,” I confessed. “I want your cock inside me.”

He abruptly pressed my head down, and said, “I’m gonna go slow. Last time I fucked a virgin, I had to take her to the hospital after. Don’t need to explain anything like that to your Dad now.”

The warning was a bit daunting, but with my mouth pressed into the bedsheet, I wasn’t really in a place to protest. Ray pulled back again and ever so gently pressed his tip against my eager hole.

This was it, the moment I had been fantasizing about for the past year. Finally, I was going to get fucked by a real man. Not just any man, but my father’s brother, my own flesh and blood, the man who inspired the past year’s burning feelings of desire within me. 

Ray leaned into me slowly his tip parting my hole slightly. As he continued to press in, I gained an appreciation for his size and realized what I had really gotten myself into. Once the whole head was within me, I cried out into the mattress.

“Take a deep breath,” Ray instructed as he grabbed my shoulder. I inhaled, letting my body rise as my lungs filled with air. After holding it a moment, I let it out. As I did so Ray pushed in further. In all of the practicing I had done up to this point, I had never been stretched like this. Flickers of pain shot up within me, but with each twinge I could feel my cock pulse, pressed into the sheets, getting closer as Ray burrowed inside me.

“How does that feel,” Ray asked arresting his plunge within me.

“You’re so big,” was all I could think to say.

“I’m only halfway in boy,” Ray growled. “You think you can take any more of this?”

“Yes. I want it. I want it all,” I cried.

Ray continued to plow into me, filling me up and making it feel like my organs were being push up into my chest. The flashes of pain continued, but the feeling of Uncle Ray pressing against my insides outweighed any discomfort. I could feel the outline of the head sink deeper and deeper, penetrating my very essence.

Just before I was completely split in half, I felt the front of Ray’s thighs brush against my parted cheeks. Finally, I had him entirely inside of me, wearing me like a glove, making me his.

“Damn, you got a tight little boy pussy on you,” Ray said lowering his body over mine. I felt the bristle of his chest hair against my back and his chin bump the top of my head. “Don’t know how long I’ll last in there.”

“You feel so good,” I panted.

“It’s only just begun,” Ray whispered roughly.

I felt his hips shift and his shaft pull from my body, the change in pressure stimulating my prostate in a whole new way, causing my toes to curl and my fingers clutch the bedsheets. As he slowly pressed back in, I let out a long moan, as I felt my insides shift again.

“Ya like that boy?” Ray asked. “You like getting fucked?”

“Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me Uncle Ray,” I begged.

He chuckled and began thrusting harder and faster. The spreading of my insides making my body scream with pain and pleasure. The pressure of Ray forcing himself within me melting into a pressure building in my throbbing cock.

As the soreness subsided, I noticed the thwack of Ray’s balls slapping against my own. They felt so large and full. I pictured the fluids inside them being expelled into my widening hole. The mere notion nudging me over the edge.

“I think… I think I’m gonna cum,” I gasped as Ray pounded my entire body into the bed.

“Yeah?” Ray asked with a hint of delight. “Cum for me. I want to feel your little hole clench as you bust your nut.”

He pulled out almost entirely from me and rammed the full length of his massive shaft deeper in me than before. The motion forced the load out of me bursting onto the bed and splattering against my stomach. I could feel myself tighten around Ray with each pulse, gush after gush poured out of me soaking into the sheets. It felt as if Ray was cumming through me, as if I was an extension of his own mighty cock.

“Aw fuck,” Ray moaned. “Your gonna make me drop my load.”

He began to pull back but I quickly reached back snatching at his sides.

“I want you to cum inside of me,” I demanded. “I want you to breed me.”

“You dirty little slut,” Ray laughed. “You want your uncle to plant his seed inside of you?”

“Please!” I shouted.

Ray pressed back into me thrusting with more vigor than before. My hole felt like it was being shredded against his massive meat. Ray’s moans filled the room as he rammed my hole harder, completely scrambling my insides. With a thrust that moved me another few inches up the bed, Ray roared and I could feel his cock pulse with ejaculation. My dick was rapidly hardening again as I felt Ray dump his load inside of me. I imagined the genetic material pouring deep into my hole, the same *** His entire body shook and I felt drops of sweat rain down onto my back.

Suddenly he began thrusting again, pushing his cum deeper inside of me.

“Gotta get out every last drop,” he panted as he forced everything, he had left into me. My body felt whole, complete. Before, I thought I wanted Ray’s cum inside of me, but now I realized I needed it.

Ray collapsed on top of me, with crushing force. I let out a small groan of protest and he propped himself up on his knees and elbows to relieve some pressure, the curves and angles of his body still tightly pressed against me. His cock had pulled out of me slightly, and while offering considerable length still inside of me I nudge my butt up into his lap to pull more of it back into me.

“Ya like that?” Ray panted.

I let out a satisfied hum in response, while I continued to push back into Uncle Ray. He had softened a bit after filling me up with his seed, and the feeling of him in me was more manageable.

“If you keep that up, you’re gonna get another load,” Ray warned.

I hummed again, louder this time, and pressed my ass up into him, twisting my hips to get as much of his plump member inside of me.

“Haven’t had a whore as greedy as you in a long time,” Ray sneered.

He began pressing his hips into me as I pushed against him. I could feel him much more now, feel the skin of his shaft rub against the inside of my hole, feel the ridge of his head shift within me as he pressed his tip against the limits of my insides. Ray’s breathing grew heavier and the thrusts into me increased in strength.

I reached under myself to collect some of the excess lube that had spilled over me and wedged my slick hand under myself to grab my firm cock. I felt the spot of my cum on the sheet against my knuckle. With the addition of my lubed fingers under my dick I was threatening to spill more.

Ray was back at full force his thighs ramming into my backside and his balls slapping into me again. I clenched my hole as I felt the tingle of a second climax stir within me. His pounding had gotten more violent than before as he worked to pull that next load out of himself.

The rhythmic grunts emanating from Ray grew more and more feral. I lifted my head up to warn him that I thought I was about to cum again, but he quickly shoved my head back down and kept his hand on the back of my neck pressing me further into the mattress. With his new leverage I could feel the mass of Ray focus into my hole. The weight of his hips felt like they might crush my pelvis.

My cock was forced against my fingers with unbearable pressure and I could feel warm cum gush out of me collecting in my grasp. Ray threw an exceptionally strong thrust down into me and roared so loud I thought it might alert the neighboring rooms. His body was frozen in place as I felt his balls pulse against my own. I couldn’t quite feel our familial seed pour into my obliterated hole, but I imagined the two loads completely filling me, washing over me and into me with a warm content feeling. Ray finally relaxed his statuesque form folding over me with exhaustion.

After a minute of panting and body shuddering Ray slowly pulled himself out of me entirely. With his mass suddenly subtracted from me, I felt practically hollow. He rolled over next to me his weight causing the bed to shift below us.

“You’re a good little fuck,” Ray whispered from next me.

I looked up and replied, “That felt amazing.”

“Seemed like it hurt ya a bit.”

“Yeah, at first, but it just felt incredible having you inside of me. Especially the second time.”

“You did really well for a first timer, to make me nut twice. Sorry to kick ya out of the virgin club.”

“Don’t be sorry, this was everything I could have ever wanted.”

Ray laughed and grabbed me by my waist, hoisting me up so that I was lying on top of him. The folds and ripples of his muscles pressing into my skin again.

“Sorry if I was a bit rough with ya,” he said looking slightly sheepish.

“I actually really liked it, though I am a bit sore…” I admitted.

Uncle Ray grabbed my rear and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“If you can take me, you should be able to take anything,” he reasoned.

“Thanks for uh… yeah…” I trailed off.

“Hey, it was good for me too. I haven’t had a good fuck like that in a long time.”

“So, I was… ok?”

“You were amazing little buddy,” he said taking his other hand and running his fingers through my hair. I stared back at his dark sparkling eyes, seeing them softer than I ever had before. I was glad that he enjoyed me, like I enjoyed him. The stare went on for nearly a minute until I involuntarily let out a small yawn.

“You must be sleepy after all that,” Ray chuckled.

“Yeah kinda,” I replied nuzzling my face in his chest hair.

“Ya wanna sleep in here tonight?” he asked slowly.

I nodded rubbing the side of my face against his chest.

“Well, were gonna need to get the uh… ‘Ray juice’ outta ya before we go to bed,” he said shifting his hand so it was cupping my underside.

“But I like having some of you in me,” I whined.

“Best to get it out now on purpose, than in the middle of the night accidentally. Especially since you got two of them in there,” he explained. “Don’t worry I got you.”

Without warning Ray flung me off the bed and onto the floor vaguely in the direction of the bathroom. I managed to barely land on my hands and feet. Once the lapse of vertigo passed, I shot Ray a dirty look. He laughed in response.

“There’s some ‘Josh Juice’ on the bed though,” I said harshly.

“Too late to do anything about that,” Ray replied wrapping the blanket laden with my cum over him.

After getting the ‘juice’ out, I felt at my ravaged hole. It wasn’t as bad as I expected though I was definitely looser than earlier in the night, but I was happy that Ray had done it. Thrilled that he made me his, and that he was my first. I sat for longer than I’d care to admit, just recalling the feeling of him fucking me, as if it hadn’t occurred just minutes ago.

When I got back to the bed Uncle Ray was poorly faking being asleep. Humoring his illusion, I lifted his arm and crawled up next to him wrapping his enormous body around me. Feeling his warmth radiating off of him and his body shift with his breaths.

“I love you Uncle Ray,” I whispered looking up at him, inches from his face.

He smiled and opened one eye, “I love you too little buddy.”

Once his eye closed again, I craned my neck up and gently kissed him on the lips. His smile grew and he let out a contented breath through his nose. And with that, I succumbed to sleep wrapped in his arms.

When I awoke the next morning, I was still in Uncle Ray’s grasp. There was no way I could free myself without waking him, so I just laid my head back on his massive bicep. It felt safe and comfortable being in his clutches, even if he was unconscious. As I shifted my legs, I felt his cock brush against me. He either had the start of morning wood, or was just perpetually that huge. I turned and started grinding my hips into him, scooting down so that his meat was between my ass cheeks. Once the two were vaguely coupled I began pressing into him, my own boner sprouting out in front of me.

I recalled the previous night and tried to recreate the action as best I could. My mind was flooded with different ways Ray could fuck me. On our sides like this, me riding him, me bent over a table, the possibilities were endless.

Ray was starting to stiffen against me, his deep breaths curled into purrs within his closed mouth. I was wondering if I could manage to get him inside me again when I heard, “Already at it again?”

I froze and let out a small nervous laugh.

“You really are a greedy little slut,” Ray said rolling over on top of me. I could tell he intentionally let his entire weight fall onto me again.

“You’re… crushing… me…” I stuttered. He chuckled and rose off me into a hunched position.

“I’m surprised you even want it again after how I punished your hole last night,” Uncle Ray said with a sneer.

“I needed to be punished,” I said biting my lip.

Ray glanced at the clock, and said, “Well, check out time is in just over an hour, and I need a shower. I don’t think we have time for another beating.”

I gave an overexaggerated frown as Ray lifted himself off of me and stepped toward the bathroom.

“We could share the shower, ya know,” Ray suggested, pausing in the bathroom door. “Save some water.”

I eagerly rolled off the bed and followed Ray into the bathroom. Seeing both of us stark naked in the bathroom mirror made me realize how small I looked next to him. At this angle and in this light, his semi-hard dick looked way bigger than anything I could have ever hoped to put inside myself.

Ray grabbed me by the shoulder and pushed me into the warm rain of the showerhead. Luckily the shower was large and could hold the both of us comfortably.

“Let’s get you nice and clean,” Ray said squirting liquid soap into his hand.

He slapped one lathered hand on my shoulder and the other on my waist, he turned me to face the shower wall and bent me over slightly at the middle. I braced myself against the tile wall with both hands as he began running his strong hands over my thin body.

The force he used as he ran his hands over me felt amazing. His fingers eagerly feeling every part of me. The amount of focus he spent on my ass didn’t go unnoticed. His hand lingered on my underside cupping both cheeks and tickling my taint with his fingertips.

After he finished with my back, he spun me around to face him. He had a sweet caring look stitched on his face with a thread of desire. He looked over my body as his hands rubbed over my shoulders, across my chest, and down my stomach.

“You got a tight little body, ya know that,” he said before cupping his hands around my erect shaft. His grip forced a small moan out of me.

He began stroking me and clutching at my balls with his slick soapy hands. It was a bit surprising how different it felt to be touched by hands so much larger than my own. He had me literally in his grasp, my entire being entwined in his fingers. He could do whatever he wanted to me. I was his and would submit to anything he desired.

He pulled his hands away earlier than I would have hoped, then detached the hand-held showerhead and rinsed the soap off of me. Before spraying me directly in the face.

“You’re such an ass,” I sputtered holding my hands up in front of me.

“Not just an ass,” he corrected placing the showerhead back in the wall holster. “But its definitely a big part of me.”

Once I wiped the water from my eyes, I saw that he had replicated the position he had forced me into a moment ago. Though his knees were bent more so that I could reach over his entire body. He was right, that his ass was a big part of him, before me the two round meaty lumps sat staring back, parted slightly to reveal the trail of dark hair that ran between them. It was strangely exciting to see him exposing himself to me like this. With all the power within him, it gave me a flicker of joy that he would reveal this side of himself to me this way, even if I was just going to wash him.

I deposited a hefty amount of soap into my hand and began running them over Ray’s back and sides, feeling each individual muscle as I did so. He was like a work of art crafted by an all-knowing force, each muscle folding into the other in a perfect depiction of what the human form should be. So solid and massive he felt like a weapon. I too lingered on his bottom. Feeling its plump softness that contradicted the firmness that was the rest of him. I ran my fingers between his cheeks feeling the tuft of hair against my fingertips. I hesitated a moment and then took a pass again, reaching a bit deeper and feeling the pucker of his hole. The feeling caused a noticeable reaction in my own genitals.

“Don’t get any wise ideas…” Ray cautioned.

“I’m not going to do anything,” I huffed. “I’m just… making sure you get clean.”

“Mhm…” He replied in an unconvinced tone.

I ran my hands down his thighs and over his cheeks but kept returning to his hole, just to graze it again, to feel it and let it trigger the memories of what he had done to me. Ray let out a short harsh breath.

“You’re dangerous ya know,” he said in a low voice.

“What does that mean?” I said conspiratorially.

“Maybe you should start on the front,” he said turning around with a smirk. “You’ve gotten my back very… clean.”

I could have guessed what he meant, but the rock-hard erection he was now pointing at me took any guess work out of finding a hidden meaning.

I got more soap and began rubbing down his chest, though it was hard to appreciate his muscles with his massive cock staring at me. I soon let my hands trail down past his waist down to the base of his shaft. I gently guided my hands up its length savoring the bulging veins and soft pulse within it. I let my fingers dance over every inch of it, feeling ever part I could, slowly dropping the pleasantries, and letting my movements devolve into a soapy handjob.

Ray moaned and leaned his head back. I stroked vigorously letting my hands glide over him through a gossamer layer of soap. I could feel the pleasure roiling within him. See his reactions to my touch flash across his body. His moans growing louder and louder.

Suddenly he grabbed me under my arms and hoisted me up so that my face was only inches from his. The grin on his face betraying his rough actions.

“You really do know how to wind me up,” he said through his clenched smile.

I nodded with a dumb grin of my own.

Ray sighed and cast his gaze down to nowhere in particular.

“Do you really want it again?” he asked softly.

“Do you?” I replied with an evil smirk.

He didn’t get a verbal reply. Instead, Ray turned me around still holding me up off the shower floor, wrapped his left arm around my chest under both of my armpits and used his right to press his massive erection up against me. We were both still slick with soap and I could tell it wouldn’t take much work for him to penetrate me again.

Ray guided his tip back past my balls and over my taint until it caught on my hole. I shifted my hips letting the head poke deeper into me. Slowly Uncle Ray lowered me onto his cock. I cried out as I felt it sink deeper and deeper within me, spreading me apart just like the night before.

A few twinges of pain returned as I felt him press against my insides, but the feeling was quickly erased when Ray grabbed my dick with his soapy hand and began tugging on it.

Using just one of his incredible strong-arms, Ray forced me up and down by my armpits. Guiding my stretched hole over the length of his shaft. The other hand moved in time with the motion so that it felt as if the same force was fucking me from both ends. I could hear Ray grunting just behind my ear. He accentuated each time he lowered me down onto him with an abrupt thrust of his hips.

There was nothing I could do with my body. My feet were inches off the floor and my arms could hardly reach anything around me. He was entirely in control of the sensations firing inside of me. I thought before he had forced me to give myself over to him, but now there was nothing I could do except submit to him entirely. I was his.

With the added stimulation of Ray pulling at my cock, I was approaching climax much faster than the previous night. I tried to suppress it, clenching my teeth and gripping at Ray’s arm. I didn’t want it to be over so soon. I held the moans in my throat twisting them into a pathetic whine.

“Don’t fight it boy,” Ray whispered between thrusts. “You know you want to cum.”

Under his command I released the breath I didn’t realize I was holding which became a moan that sounded more like a scream. With that pressure released from my gut and the force of Ray’s huge dick slamming inside of me, a jet of cum shit out of me and onto the wall of the shower. Ray didn’t stop his motion, continuing to tug at my front and penetrating deeper and deeper into my back. The ejaculate wouldn’t stop, it was like being held of the ground removed any limiting force that an orgasm normally would have. Load after load was violently ejected from me each time Ray’s cock pressed into me. I didn’t think it was ever going to stop and I started seeing stars dancing in my eyes.

Ray removed his hand from my spent dick and let me pitch forward slightly, now with both hands around my waist he unleashed another violent assault on my hole. I was almost certain my organs had been rearranged inside of me. His huge shaft felt like it was a part of me, an extension of my own body pistoning with a natural force that felt as familiar as walking. The action intensified and I felt my body meld more and more with Ray’s.

With one final upwards swoop Ray let out a roar and I could feel the pulse of his member as he unloaded inside me again, filling me up with his essence. He leaned back still grunting with each release. I leaned back with him resting the back of my head against his shoulder and wrapping my arm up to grab the back of his neck.

Ray’s body heaved with his breaths and I thought he might drop me, but he slowly lowered me to the ground and continued his own descent as he withdrew from me. The second he popped out I felt his hot cum ooze out of my hole down my legs, only to be washed away by the water cascading over my body.

I turned around to see Ray was still kneeling, his body still rising and falling, his hand bracing himself against the wall.

“Are you ok?” I asked crouching down to him.

“You can really take a dick,” he panted still looking at the floor.

I knelt down in front of him, trying to get his downturned face as level with mine as I could. When he sensed my proximity, he opened his eyes and tilted up. I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his. We held the moment for a while, warm water flowing over my skin, and warm feelings flooding beneath.

“We should get ready and start packing,” Ray said after breaking our lips’ embrace.

“Yeah,” I sighed with knowing disappointment.

As we dried off Uncle Ray turned to me with a concerned look.

“You should uh… still try to uh… have other relationships, ya know?” he stammered. “Going off to college and all.”

“I know,” I replied with a hint of disappointment.

“I don’t mean to make you feel too… cast out, but we’ll have to keep this just between us,” Ray explained.

“Yes, I know,” I admitted. “I never expected this to be a thing.”

“I do love you though,” he said warmly. “Just won’t be able to always show it like this.”

“I don’t expect you to fuck me under the dinner table at Christmas or anything,” I laughed.

Ray returned the laugh. As it tapered off, he pulled me close to him.

“Maybe not then,” he whispered, “But there’s always next year’s family trip.”