Happy Couple

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‘Not too rough Colin’ ‘Sorry, hun.’

I forgot for a moment how Pete preferred it a little slower. The heat of the day was vigorous, energising. Luckily though, Pete had programmed the temperature at home to remain agreeable throughout the day.

‘Mmm, yeah I’m almost there, babe’ he said. Man, I’m so lucky to have this life. And through everything Pete is there is keep us on track. Making love to him was great, and I knowing I’m giving him love when he needs it.

‘Ok hun, you close?’ ‘Yeah Colin, just don’t squeeze my ass that hard – mmm, yeah that’s nice, I’m almost there.’

As I thrust into my partner of 12 years, our smooth skin bumping at a rhythmic pace toward orgasm, I held his hips tenderly. Now, moving into the end of our thirties and with our jobs and assets completely comfortable, it was nice to be able to let go and relax into life not needing to worry about striving anymore. Striving toward career goals, getting onto the property ladder, going to the gym as much even. Pete had filled out a little around the middle, making his butt and hips a bit more substantial which was totally fine. He still had some build to him underneath it. He is tall, 5’10, and broad. His butt has always driven me wild, and I enjoy getting the chance to play together when he’s in the mood.

‘Oh babe, I’m gunna- uh, huuuuuuh’ he breathed. His butthole squeezed around my shaft and he arched his back, on all fours on our beautiful new bed. I smiled, knowing I’d satisfied my soulmate, allowing the his muscle spasms to let me know he had just ejaculated onto the towel beneath him. I was so content with my achievement I didn’t even really need to cum myself, and as Reese pushed off my penis I moved to lay beside him, wrapping my arms around him.

‘Love you Colin’ ‘You too, babe’, I replied.

We lay together, soaking up the moment. Just having made love in our new bed, in our amazing neighbourhood only a few doors down from his brother, and the next street over from his parents. This is what life is about, strong family values and solid foundations to last forever. We’ve been through so much together, to finally be in this warm stability was a blessing.

‘We better get ready if we’re gonna make it to dinner for 19:30. Look at us, being naughty. Having wild sex on a Tuesday before family dinner! I’m gonna take a shower.’ He said, moving out from under my arm.

I laughed heartily, ‘You said it Pete!’ I got up too, putting the towel in the laundry basket. Actually, great timing – it was nearly full anyway so I can put this load on to wash before we leave. I noticed my boner still taking a while to go down. The shower blasted from the next room.

‘Will we make it in time?’ he yells from next door.

‘Sure yeah, I’m not gonna shower anyhow. I’m didn’t sweat too much.’ I replied. Didn’t sweat at all actually.

‘Really? You have a high tolerance for exercise though I guess, its all those hours in the gym – you don’t need to go so much anymore babe, you know…’

I smiled. I did like to keep going though. It was hard, but a good pain. I love the intensity of long workouts, feeling my muscles pump with energy made me feel so… powerful. And the erotic charge that came with keeping up my regular bodybuilding was fucking incredible.

As I picked up the hamper to take it downstairs I caught my reflection in the mirror, Pete showering in the next room. Ha. Man, I really didn’t mind what I saw in the mirror. My pecs swelled triumphantly in the light of the sun beaming through the window. Smooth, glorious muscle. My thighs were getting really thick now, too. I twisted my leg to flex my meaty calves in front of the mirror – Johnny needs a raise, I thought, smiling at my physique. Johnny was my PT, enthusiastic kid of only 23 years old and getting these results out of me. Even my ass was noticeably more mammoth. Not as perfectly super-pumped as Johnny’s though, but I’ve no doubt he is working out a lot more than me to keep that Grade-A bubble in tact. Being 23 and a wrestling nut since an early age certainly helps I’m sure too.

I noticed my erection hadn’t subsided, maybe I should masturbate before dinner – nah, no time really. I’ll get to it tonight in the bathroom if I’m still horny for it.

Better get dressed. I held up my arm and did one final bicep flex in the mirror. A smile. Man, I’m fucking ripped. 6 feet of exploding muscle currently sporting a respectable 8” erection – still glossy with lube, and balls aching with sperm build up. Not bad. Not bad at all.

‘Put on the laundry Colin.’ ‘Sure thing Pete!’

 

‘If it isn’t the happy couple, come on in. Sally is finishing up a pound cake, we’ll have it for dessert, boys.’ Pete’s brother Jim welcomed as we filed into his house.

‘Excellent, couldn’t get enough last time. I ate 3 servings if you remember. Colin couldn’t even get through one!’ said Pete. We all collected in the living room where Pete’s parents were, as well as Pete’s little sister, her husband Danny and their two young kids.

‘Dinner is gonna be a while, started it late - sorry guys! Have a drink and catch up,’ Sally shouted from the kitchen. ‘Jim, remember to ask Colin about that thing too.’

‘Oh yeah, come out the back and take a look at something Colin will you?’ Pete motioned me impatiently to go, as he joined the family.

When we go to the shed, Jim picking up a case of beer to bring back to the house, he looked at me with a furrowed brow. ‘Wanted to ask if you’d do me a favour, bud. Jordan has been awfully quiet lately, and I know he’s 18 and going through that awkward age but maybe you could have a chat with him, see what’s up.’

‘Uh, I mean sure Jim. No problem, you worried about anything in particular?’

‘Well,’ he paused, pensive. Jim was a handsome man, 5 years Pete’s senior. A similar build, but Chet’s job in removals obviously has given him a fair bit of solid muscle over the years. I noticed the roundness of his shoulder, pushing out against the thin fabric of his t-shirt, his veined bicep bursting out below his short sleeve.

‘Not really man, I mean he’s at that age. He is always playing hockey, loves it. But he isn’t seeing his friends much and he’s lost a bit of passion for his studies, just wanna make sure he’s got his priorities straight still and lord knows he doesn’t wanna talk to his parents much.’

‘Ha, yeah. Can’t say I did either at this age. Is he around now?’

‘Studying in his room. Thanks Colin, take as much time as you need, we’ll just be down here and we wanted you here early in case you two ended up talking about anything deep. No pressure though bud, no doubt you’ll be back down in 5 mins if you get the same limited conversation we’ve been getting lately.’ He rolled his eyes comically and put a surprisingly firm, affectionate grip on my shoulder. ‘I owe you one.’

My penis chubbed a little. I smiled, gave him a nod and headed up to see Jordan.

As I climbed the stairs, I smirked to myself, remembering my own routine at 18. Wouldn’t trade anything in the world for where I am in my life now with my partner, soulmate and best friend. But at 18 or so, I remember discovering myself. A painful journey, sure. But at 18 I was mostly fantasising about buttfucking, discovering porn for the first time on my family computer. The thrill, the intense sleazy excellence of it. Masturbating was ecstasy then, and I definitely took full advantage any chance I got. I chuckled, noticing how my penis was getting pretty erect again. Jordan was a good kid. Never would say it out loud, but he’s not the sharpest tool in the box, a bit slow in fact, Reese told me a few times of how some boys at school used to tease him for being a dumb-dumb. But we all have our own strengths and Jordan loved hockey. I told him once before that he was already building quite a nice, thick body as a result and that he should never stop pursuing what made him feel good. I remember he smiled at this, think it really got through to him. It was a special moment, I loved getting the chance to bond with Reese’s family like that. I stuffed a hand in my pocket approaching Jordan’s door to disguise my hard cock a bit and knocked.

Silence.

‘Jordan? It’s Uncle Colin, buddy. You decent?’ I heard a faint creak, but otherwise nothing. I grabbed the doorknob and tentatively opened the door, being met with one of the most lewd sights I’ve ever seen.

The sound of panting, interrupted by urgent, muffled moans. Upon opening the door I was hit with the thick, familiar smell of teen bedroom. Windows closed, the air ripe with sweat, old laundry and, yeah - sperm. Jordan was there alright, but unable to hear me as his earbuds were in. He was laying on his sweaty bed sheets facing away from me, up on his spread knees and ass in the air, face planted into his duvet facing his laptop screen on which a big, oily cock was pumping butthole. Jordan, in a total stupor was masturbating his penis from under his body, while his huge, smooth hockey ass bounced in the air in front of my face. With each frantic pump of his penis, his packed balls bounced beneath his puckering teen hole. Unfortunately, this sight super-charged my penis and it began to throb in my beige chino shorts. That must be it, right? It’s just a human reaction, oh fuck. I’m so ashamed of myself, my love is downstairs and I’m up here with a horny penis looking at his nephew masturbating!

I left and closed the door. Panicked. I could hear everyone chatting faintly downstairs. It was pretty far away, but what should I do? I should just go down, say Jordan was busy and I’ll do it another time. Yeah.

I decided instead to open the door again and watch some more. Because I love Pete, and this talk was important to the family.

I stepped inside and closed the door quietly behind me this time. Put my feet slightly wider than shoulder width apart and put both hands in my pockets. I happened to nudge and press my boner in the process accidentally. We need to have this chat I just don’t know how to initiate it.

Jordan’s pumping got a bit more frantic. I noticed there was a light sweat all over his body, but especially his asshole where I guess he’s been squeezing his glutes together for quite some time. He’d been doing this a while, hours maybe. He’d have got in from school at 4pm and it was almost 8pm now, I pondered. It smelled so ripe in his room. I inadvertently inhaled deeply and squeezed my penis. It’s ok, FUCK Colin, it’s ok just focus on being the best uncle you can be. Nothing wrong with masturbating to porn, so he doesn’t need to be embarrassed. His ass bounced invitingly in front of me, regularly squeezing his glutes too which accentuated in the most inappropriate way just how perfect the balance of teen fat and solid sport muscle was. My eyes travelled from his obscene ass down his thick hockey thighs and calves to his smooth bare feet. He was wiggling his toes in a way that reminded me of a dog wagging it’s tail when it’s happy.

‘Ungh. UuuuuuUUH, pppenis. Cock-penis, UUUH fuck yeah I’m masturbating my spermpeeeeeenis bro’ he spluttered through a mouth audibly messy with excess saliva. My jaw dropped. I was disgusted by how stupid he sounded in such a way that it made me horny like a wild animal. I absent-mindedly squeezed my hips back and forth a little, confused by my feelings. He was in bliss, bouncing his ass in the air in complete heaven. I could feel my cock getting out of control in my shorts. It had filled my underpants, lodged against my lower abs. I was desperate not to encourage it but I could feel a wet slime now each time it struggled against the fabric. I reached out and put my hand on Jordan’s greasy lower back to alert him of my presence. ‘Jord?’

‘Uh!’ He yelped and jumped out of his stuper, a look of horror on his face. I smiled calmly ‘It’s ok. It’s ok, buddy, relax. Relax.’

He’d bounced onto his back, seemed rigid with fright. His usual floppy brown hair was pasted to his face and forehead with masturbation sweat. He pulled his earbuds out. ‘U-Uncle Colin, wha-, I didn’t know you were in here!’ he panted from his pouty, drool covered lips.

I sat down beside him, gave him a calm smile. ‘Hey bud, no need to be embarrassed. Totally normal Jordan. I was exactly the same at your age.’ Wow, the stench of sweat and sperm radiated from his damp sheets, I caught a glimpse of his little waste basket stuffed full of tissues.

‘You were?’ Jordan replied, warily, a glob of drool plopping onto his upper pecs from his chin. ‘Ha, absolutely!’ I said, putting a comforting hand on his massive bare thigh with platonic reassurance.

A sigh of trusting relief. ‘Man, you’re so cool Uncle Colin – you wanna watch too?’, he said passing me an earbud. I paused, squirmed a little. I am a cool uncle, but felt an urge to make sure I handled this responsibly. I owed it to Pete, and his family who have been so good to me. My rabid penis sure was hard and horny though.

‘Best not Jordan, but I can give you some pointers. First off, make sure you can block your door from opening, don’t want anyone walking in on you. Move your bookcase in front,’ I said, getting up to do just that. ‘But if possible, try and wait to have your bate-a-thons till your parents are out. The waiting can build up and nice, horny load in your balls and if they’re out you can be super loud if you want to.’ I said, winking at my nephew. I felt kind of odd saying these things, hell even thinking them. Pete didn’t really like dirty talk, and it had been a while since I’d even thought this way – but it was flowing out of me with ease and I was being a cool uncle. I want Jordan to be able to relate to me. I returned to sit beside him again, accidentally stepping on what looked like a butt plug on the floor.

His vacant, open-mouthed face took a delay before reacting with a smile. ‘Hey, great idea Colin, you’re the best,’ he spluttered, sitting upright and patting his hand affirmatively on my shoulder. Same hand he was oiling his dong with, come to think of it. His teen cock juice was probably on my new shirt. We sat there in the humid bedroom grinning stupidly at each other for a few moments, horny porn sluts moaning on his computer in the background.

‘…Uh, so it’s completely cool, and normal buddy is all I’m saying.’ I’m a pro, keep going. ‘I noticed there that you’re masturbating to some man-on-man porn bud, again totally fine. Obviously that’s what I love too. And you were whining a few minutes ago about craving penis, which is totally normal bud – just wanna make sure you’re playing safely,’ I picked up the slippery buttplug, ‘You managing to squeeze all this in alright Jordan?’. The plug was a fair size, and I wondered if he was using lube or just his own drool. It was warm in my hand and the strong smell of butthole wafting from it near my face let me know it was well used recently.

A puzzled look on his face for a second before the lightbulb went off. The delays were frustrating with Jordan. ‘Uh, yeah makes my butt feel really nice man.’ Fuck, there is something really embarrassing about this kid. I know this feeling is shared with some of the other men in the family, but we don’t discuss it. I’ve caught Danny’s eye a few times in the past around Jord. Something irrationally annoying about Jordan’s retarded, dopey purity. Danny is a pretty quiet guy, 26 years old. We share being outsiders to the family, so to speak. I often wonder what’s going on in his head, but catch a glimpse on occasion when we lock eyes. One time when Jordan came into the living area to finally join us all on a Sunday afternoon, a noticeable sweat patch down the ass crack of his grey shorts prompted me to wonder exactly how long he’d spent the day masturbating before somehow thinking it’d be acceptable to join everyone without changing. Or at least putting on underwear – the way his massive ass fought the thin shorts, cheeks chewing the sweaty streak was pretty… obscene. Danny and I looked at each other as Jord, oblivious, ambled past us. Danny gave me a smirk, both of us fully aware of how Jordan is spending his time. I remember catching Danny glancing back to see more of Jordan’s massive buttcheeks come to think of it…

Jordan sprang up and leaned across me, reaching clumsily toward his bedside table. He had inadvertently lay across me, his round globes of ass meat practically in my lap as I felt the weight of him press on my penis. He returned with an open jar of coconut oil, face eager like a pup returning with a stick.

‘I’ve been pumping my penis to porn for a couple years now Colin, can’t get enough! I know all about douching and making sure my butthole is slippery for toys,’ he beamed proudly. I could feel my heart beat faster for some reason, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva as I looked down at the almost empty jar. I caught a glimpse too of his still fully erect penis, looked a decent 6 or 7 inches, well-oiled and twitching. My cock ripened further in this moment, I swear I could almost feel more sperm being driven into my already full ballsack, like they were being stretched to the limit.

‘I-uh, hm, I’m so glad Jordan, that’s perfect. Great job, health and being safe is important!’ I said, deciding it was a good moment to give him a reassuring hug. I reached over, feeling almost hungry to smell some more of his masturbation. He leapt into the hug, bouncing unexpectedly into a straddle to take better advantage of it. This took me by surprise and put me in a bit of a sticky situation as cool Uncle Colin. Here I was, comforting my thick, muscled nephew who was totally naked, rubbing his bare butt into my crotch and covering me in the dank body moisture of his afternoon masturbation marathon. I tried desperately to remember Pete but I was a bit overwhelmed by horny, animal lust and found myself pulling his body by his sweaty shoulders down harder onto my penis as I started kind of hastily squirming, gently pumping my cock into the squishy firmness of his glutes. ‘Uhhhh, you’re such a good kid Jordan,’ I moaned, feeling his swollen penis reacting frantically against my firm, muscled belly.

‘I really want penis uncle Colin’ he spluttered into my ear, squeezing his hockey buttcheeks together on my lap. ‘I’ve never had penis yet, I really want a penis in my ass so bad.’ I realised that his oily butt was likely douched and squeaky clean, and my packed balls began to ache. I panicked and moved him off of me, standing up and trying to bring us back to the calm, reassuring vibe we had before.

‘That’s totally normal Jordan! Totally normal!’ my voice cracked a little. I laughed nervously, my sticky penis trying to burst itself free of my chino shorts which now sported a noticeable wet spot. Jordan unfortunately seemed immune to my efforts though and got back on all fours sticking his ass brazenly up toward me. Fuck, it looked so tasty. I’d never seen a bubble ass so enticing for a very long time and all I wanted to do was put my face in it.

He began to whine like a fucking bitch, pulling his cheeks apart and squelching a big glob of oil right on the hole. ‘Uhhh, help me uncle Colin, can you teach me about buttsex?’

I had to leave, this had got out of hand. It was completely inappropriate and we needed to stop this and go down for dinner.

‘It’s nothing to be ashamed of buddy, I can show you the basics for when you find someone you love and want to share this with them, ok Jordan?’ I said cheerfully, kneeling down in front of his ass.

I quicky shucked off my shorts and underwear, my grateful cock springing free. Man, it was like a sauna in here. I had the most awesome body sweat beginning to form, especially down my ass crack and on my taint, it felt like my nuts were on fire. I wanted desperately to be a responsible uncle to this impressionable youngster but before I knew it I had coated my pulsing meat with a thick slop of coconut oil and had my tongue deep inside his cunthole. It felt like it was sucking me in as I wrestled against it, thrusting it in and out – the pungent taste sending me into ecstasy as I lubed my penis pole. Jordan whined, but I couldn’t help but feel a deep shame as his smooth muscled glutes squeezed and slapped around my face.

I somehow managed to pull away. ‘I’m going to put my penis in now buddy, just relax like when you plug it. This is what will happen when you find your true love, like what happens with me and uncle Pete, ok? I just want you to be prepared,’ I tried to sound calm but was far gone now. I had succumbed, and I knew I was going to fucking destroy his teen slut cunt just like he wants.

I slid myself inside, to an uninhibited cry of pleasure from Jordan. ‘Fuck, shut up Jordan!’ I stressed, slapping a hand over his drooling lips. His sloppy, squishy insides feeling like carnal bliss around my hungry dong. ‘Penis me uncle Colin! Penis me so good!’ he moaned through my fingers.

I began to pile drive him with insane fury, worried for a second that he wouldn’t like it. But to my surprise he bucked keenly back against me – he couldn’t get enough. ‘Harder!!’ he roared, ‘Fucking pound me out like in the porns!’ And with that I grabbed a fist full of his sweaty, retard hair, cocked one muscular leg up on his bed and began pumping with such vigour that I almost blacked out. I was coated in my own contribution of sweat now and with my free hand was spanking and grabbing his succulent asscheeks with total abandon. Both of us combining our rampant lust in the most obscene session I have ever had.

‘Now,’ I could barely speak, panting like a fucking pig, ‘I’m going to sperm my penis all inside okay buddy? You want that?’ I couldn’t focus on his answer but I knew what it probably was before I asked it. It felt like my penis didn’t want me to care about the answer anyway - in an odd, unfamiliar way I knew I just wanted to use him like a horny little fucktoy to give my penis pleasure. ‘Here it comes bud - UUaaagh’ I was so eager, how the fuck did this even happen? Did I care at this point? I was seeing stars, feeling a deep, deep shame and couldn’t get enough. Jordan began writhing and squeezing his butthole while I pumped it and it was more than I could handle.

‘Here it comes Jord! You’re gonna take my massive nut YOU FUCKING SLUT! Milk my spermpenis faggot! UUUAAAAAAAAAAAH!’ I roared. As my taint began pumping violently, glob after thick glob of my man paste erupted deep into his cunthole. Images fired through my brain and knowing how fucking sloppy with sperm his teen hole was gave me enormous helpings of both pride and deep shame. I had betrayed my soulmate in the most disgusting way, I thought, as I relished thrusting the last squirts of cum into Jordan’s horny ass, feeling exceptionally pleased with my powerful, virile self. I am a huge, alpha sex machine and I deserve to have my penis milked at any time.   

As we both eased down from heaven, reality set in. ‘Uuh, so this is gonna be our secret bud. Can’t help you out unless it’s a secret okay?’ What was I saying? I was totally ashamed, fully aware of my guilt and the terrible manipulation I was performing. ‘Absolutely!’, he panted. We hurried to get dressed and dry off to head down for dinner. Even through my shame though, I noticed a pair of his used underwear on the floor near a mess of sperm tissues. I discreetly picked them up along with my shirt and stuffed them into my pocket.

This could never, ever happen again. I have done a shameful thing, and no one could know. If Pete found out he would be devastated. Everything we’ve built would be gone, not to mention how the whole family would disown me.

‘I know your parents and grandparents are gonna be leaving for their vacation tomorrow Jord, how about I swing by and we can talk some more tomorrow night after they leave, would you like that?’

After a moment to process, ‘Yuh, sounds excellent uncle Colin, you’re the best!’. I don’t know what I was thinking, but I will need some time to process this somehow if I can, and God knows find a way to make sure Jordan doesn’t say a word about this to anyone.

 

‘Wow, dinner looks amazing,’ I said joining the table. I moved to give Pete a kiss. ‘You taste funny, babe’. I tensed, I had just sucked the sweat from his goontard nephew’s epic ass then kissed the love of my life! Jim chimed in, saving me from the moment, ‘Well? How’d it go? You were up there a while.’

I panicked, nerves completely shot, then replied privately into his ear, ‘nothing to worry about, but I’m glad we spoke. More than happy to be a sounding board for him Jim, think he needs it. Exam stress I think.’ I paused. ‘Maybe I can help take his mind of things if you want me to?’

Sounded good.

‘You’re a godsend Colin. We are blessed to have you in our family. If you ever need anything, anything whatsoever – let me know.’ He whispered, winking at me and giving my broad shoulders a firm squeeze.

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