Hector and Jaime

Jaime starts this part of the story…

I’ve already told you how papi and I have been fucking my brother Hector, and we’ve been doing it for about a month when my Uncle Guillermo comes for a visit. Usually we’re excited to see Uncle Gil because he’s our favorite uncle, and of course we want to see him, but this time we’re concerned that his presence is going to cut down on our time together, which is something none of us want.

This past month has been fantastic. I’ve been having sex everyday. Hector wants my ever-hard hard-on inside his hot culito every night and I’m pretty sure he’s been taking care of papi’s morning wood on a regular basis. Hector’s also become way more obvious, walking around the house displaying his big donk-donk. I’m not keeping track of his growing underwear collection, but it’s definitely expanding, just like his donk-donk, ha ha, and there’s some pairs that really show off his big tight creamy mounds. Which I appreciate, especially when they are really tiny in the back and barely cover anything, or sometimes the full-seated ones are great because he buys them a size too small and they make his butt seem even fuller and rounder, like it’s so big it stretches them… but even though that’s kinda fun it’s not really necessary. Whatever he’s wearing, when I see him from the back, bending over, sticking it out, I start dripping pre-cum like you turned on a fire hose…

In addition to potentially cramping our style, there’s also the issue of where Uncle Gil is going to sleep. The couch is okay for watching TV but if you sleep on it you wake up feeling like you’ve been in Guantanamo. For a couple years. But Hector solves that problem by volunteering that Uncle Gil can have his room and he’ll sleep in mine. My eyes light up. This is fantastic. What a brilliant solution! I’m not sure what papi thinks, but he kind of laughs so I know it’s okay.

Uncle Gil is really cool. He has a job setting up big events like concerts and trade shows, and then in the winter he works as a ski instructor. He’s the most handsome of us all, and he laughs a lot, and he’s in great shape. He also really likes food; he always shows up with something, some great tamales he discovered some place, or some new green chili, or he wants us to go out to some place he’s heard about it. This time he shows up late on Friday with a couple big containers of this great pozole. As soon as he’s in the house and we all hug and he and my dad crack open a couple Modelos (and they give me and Hector one), he’s reheating the pozole and giving my dad shit about the supermarket tortillas. Then for the next couple hours it’s nothing but talk, and stories, catching up and family bullshit, the happy kind of bullshit.

One thing does happen. Hector gets up and he’s doing something at the kitchen counter, and I’m staring at his ass. He’s wearing these new short tight gym shorts. They make his ass look fantastic. I can’t believe how big and round it looks, almost like balloons. And of course, the fabric goes right up his crack in the center. So I’m staring at it, almost drooling, LOL, and I realize my dad is staring at it, and then I realize Uncle Gil is watching us both staring at it, then he looks at me and nods, “Pretty nice,” he says. My face turns bright red. Really fucking red, I can even feel the blood in my ears. Uncle Gil grins and says, “If you got it, no reason to hide it.” Then he says to my dad, “I think Jaime deserves another beer.”

So we all talk some more, about what we’re gonna do tomorrow, maybe go watch the game, and then Hector yawns and says he’s had a long day. Papi and Uncle Gil laugh at him, but he says goodnight, and soon after he leaves I follow him. I don’t want him to go fall asleep, if you know what I mean. Although to tell the truth, a couple beers, a shot of tequila, and a big bowl of pozole makes sleep seem like a good idea.

In my bedroom Hector's already naked and we bump into each other, almost like tackling, and a few seconds later I’m inside him. (He's now a pro at lubing up ahead of time, LOL.) It feels so good I know it’s going to be fast. I get closer real fast when he starts really pushing back, pumping back, and moaning, “Oh, yeah, bro! Yeah!” He’s practically twerking on my cock and seconds later I spray deep inside him, and then I’m laying on his back, so sleepy…

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Guillermo picks up the story…

Once the boys are gone we have another shot and then Al piles the dishes in the sink. I offer to help. He tells me, “No.” I tell him, “Bullshit,” and then we work together and have the whole place cleaned up in five minutes. He asks me if I need anything, and I say I’m fine, and it was nice of Hector to give me his room. As I grab my duffle from the living room he smiles kinda funny and says goodnight, followed by, “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” What?

Someone’s in the shower in the bathroom, but I poke my head in and say, “Just gonna clean my teeth, okay?” Hector answers something from in the shower, I don’t know what he says, so I clean my teeth and head off to his room. The room’s cleaned up pretty nice, looks like someone made an effort. I strip down to my boxer-jock and hang my clothes over the back of the chair, and once I figure out how to turn on the bedside light I turn off the overhead. I’m searching for an outlet to plug in my phone when there’s a knock on the door. It’s Hector.

He’s got a towel partially around him, and he says, “Sorry, you’re still awake?”

“Of course.”

“I just need to grab a couple of things.”

“No problem, it’s your room.”

“Not tonight.”

“Hey, I thought you were going to sleep?”

“Yeah, I was, but Jaime kept me up, then he fell asleep.”

He still doesn't explain why he was taking a shower. He’s rummaging through a dresser drawer with his back to me and the towel falls. He doesn’t make much effort to catch it. And I stare. He’s wearing the skimpiest pair of bikini briefs I’ve ever seen on a guy. They’re a tiny triangle of stretched t-shirt-like fabric that does nothing to contain the two giant pillowy mounds that make up his ass. He leans forward, which makes his butt stick out even more. I can’t tell in this light, but it looks so smooth, and then I realize, he shaves! My cock lurches in my shorts.

“Sorry, I can’t find what I’m looking for,” he says.

“Looks like you’ve been working out a lot, mijo.”

“Yeah. Every day.”

“It shows. Lookin’ good there.”

He stops looking and turns around to face me. He pretend flexes for a second and then laughs.

“No, I’m serious, mijo, you’re looking really good. Here, let me feel your arm.”

He takes the half step toward me and flexes his bicep.

As Hector stands in front of me, posing, in a very natural way, a young man proud to be showing off his body, I feel my cock lengthen and fatten. For some reason it’s trapped in the left leg of my boxer-jock. Meanwhile Hector is saying, “Not just my arms, Unc, my legs, too.”

He’s standing there as if he wants me to touch him, to check him out, and he flexes his quads and I can see the definition, and he says, “Check it out.” I let my hands slide down his lats and then I pat the front of his thigh. “Looking good, mijo.” He beams, and says, “And my back.” He turns from me so I can see the wideness. I also see his butt close up now. Holy fuck, what an ass!

This kid has one of the most beautiful butts I’ve ever seen. It’s not just the size, which is almost obscenely large, but it’s the combination of size and shape. Muscle, round muscle covered with a layer of fat, all of it seeming to defy gravity, sticking out, like two melons floating right in front of my face. His skin is smooth, unblemished. And there’s that tiny triangle of fabric, the top part which stretches tautly across, and the lower corner which tucks tight into his crack. While I’m staring at his beautiful ripe culo, my cock continues to lengthen, and I feel my big heavy foreskin retract inside the leg of my boxer-jock and Hector turns over his shoulder and he gives me this angelic grin and says, “Check out my culo, Papi.” That’s when I know this is a whole different ballgame.

“Yeah?”

He looks down, I see him look down at my leg and the outline of my obviously hard cock with its huge hammer head, and he nods and says, “Yeah, Papi. I want you to check out my culo.” Now my cock throbs.

His skin is as smooth as it looks, but firm to the touch. He wasn’t kidding when he says he’s been working out; there is real muscle here. I don’t grab, I put my hands on the sides, almost on his hips and stroke, and I gradually run my hands over the whole mound each side, leaving the center alone for as long as I can. Hector is clearly enjoying this, making encouraging little noises, soft little “haha haha, uh huh, uh huh” noises.

Just when I’m thinking, “Holy shit! this is not how I thought tonight was going to go down,” Hector looks over his shoulder with a smile, and says, “You want my culito.”

“What’s that, amigo?”

“Check out my culito, tio. It’s okay, I want you to.”

With that he hooks his thumbs under the non-existent waistband and does something between a shimmy and a tug, and he gets the little triangle of fabric down but it kind of rolls up on itself and it’s still tangled there just below his buttocks stretching across his thighs. In a weird way it’s incredibly sexy. He steps sideways with his right leg widening his stance so the cleft between his buttocks opens up and displays his dark pink jock hole. It’s a glistening little bud right there in the middle. The target of the gods… My hands are on his ass, all over his ass, they’re not big enough to adequately hold it. I’ve got my fingers spread like I’m trying to palm a basketball, I’ve got my thumbs going toward the center, my fingers spread out over the big cheek and I can’t I can’t touch half of it. I spread his cheeks and his culito winks at me. I can’t help myself, I dive in.

Soft and warm, his culito meets my mouth almost like another pair of lips. This is no tight sticky wrinkled knot like those of the “curious” Anglo snowboarders who knock on my door at the ski lodge late at night pretending they’re drunker than they really are, wanting to play Latino donkey dong. Hector has the faintest beginning of a ring of exterior muscle and the center responds to my tongue as I alternate between gently licking and probing his sweet center. Hector is quivering and shaking, and emitting a series of high-pitched squeaks and moans as my tongue worms its way inside him and then pauses to lick his taint, and in between, my lips and my chin touch as much of him as I can, always coming back to renew my assault on the center that blossoms under my mouth, that opens with eager expectancy. I can feel the weight of Hector’s culo on my face as his legs buckle intermittently.

I stop only to catch my breath, and keep my hands busy, stroking and caressing his gorgeous ass, my cock throbbing with all that his culo is promising.

“Don’t stop,” he pleads.

“You like, mijo?”

“Sí, Papi, sí.”

I’ve just come up for breath and I’m stroking his ass lips with my wet fingertips when he gasps, “Papi, that was amazing, you got to do that some more. I never felt anything like that before!”

“My pleasure,” I say, diving back in.

Almost imperceptibly at first, he starts to fuck his big culo on my face, on my tongue, bending his knees and then straightening them, and pushing back, moving side to side and wriggling his butt onto my face. We are well past the point where it’s easy to proceed to fuck a snowboarder silly, but I’m having a good time, and, as I said, it’s almost like I’m kissing a hot eager mouth.

The next time I catch my breath he turns and reaches for my cock, now throbbing, still trapped in the leg of my boxer-jock. It’s obvious he appreciates what he’s stroking, confirmed by his low, “Ummm, niiice.” He pulls my boxer-jock down and frees my cock, muttering, “Oh, yeah, unc, mi quiero, ohhh YEAH!” and then suddenly he turns and he’s on all fours, presenting his upturned ass for me, his legs spread wide, his culo high.

Seconds later I can feel his hot culito stretching around my cock, struggling to accommodate its girth. It feels so good to have that fine young ass straining to let me all the way in, squeezing and flutter-clenching as my big verga slides in and up inside him. Oh God, I love eager young ass!

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