I Do

My sister had the plan for a wedding at Christmas time so she set out over a year ago to make it happen. The family all gathered together the week of and watched it happen. However, during the initial plans, my sister made a request of me- find a nice guy to bring home for myself. I laughed at the notion but I quickly went to work, just hoping to have my happy ending by the end of this story.

As luck would have it, I met a nice man who lived out of state. We met while I was visiting and we exchanged numbers. He seemed genuine, a bit older, and a hairy chest that made my cock jump. We chatted one and off over the past year. I had planned to meet up, spend some serious time but our schedules always seemed to be out of sync. After 6 months of casually dating online, I pulled the trigger and asked him to accompany me to my sister's wedding and he agreed. It would be time for us to finally bond face to face, he could meet my family, and just maybe he would fuck me sore, if even for a few nights.

Two weeks prior to the wedding and I was getting jitters, not only for my sister but myself- that is when he dropped the bomb on me. He had to cancel on me, unfortunately something important came up with his family and he need to visit them. He claimed he had not seen them in over 10 years. I was devastated and almost in tears as I said goodnight. He felt my hurt but tried not to linger or make me feel worse with his loving words. I felt as if the universe was telling me again that I would be alone. So I did what any respectable brother would do, I threw myself into helping my big sis with her wedding plans, anything to keep my mind off of him.

The day came and everyone was dressed and ready for the wedding of the century. More people than I expected came and it was a blast. During the celebration and partying, I heard our mom scream as she went dashing towards a mysterious man. She kissed his face in excess as she dragged him towards us. My face shattered as she introduced her stepbrother- he was the man that I had fallen in love with. He smiled through the shock as I was prepared to run as mom introduced him to me. She had not seen him in years and had hoped he would come- a Christmas miracle.

The night raged on until most guests had left. Meanwhile I sat almost drunk off champagne when he came and sat next to me. He has much more handsome upclose and seeing him in his unbuttoned shirt, hairy chest exposed, and his bow tie undone made me want him even more. He smiled at me and apologized as he knew what this meant for the both of us- that we couldn't see each other anymore. A tear came down my face as I proclaimed that it was too late, that I loved him, even if he was my uncle. I was irrational but that's what love does to you. Seeing how exposed and saddened I was, he drove me back but to his hotel room instead.

He lifted me out of the car like I was nothing and carried me through the lobby. I was embarrassed as he told the staff that I had a little too much to drink. In his room, he undressed and I hoped he would put me to bed, but no such luck. He stripped me down and himself as well. He rolled me on my stomach, and pulled a bottle of lube from the nightstand. He nibbled on my ear and told me that he would love me, if even for the night. I felt the weight of his body against mine as he pressed against my hole. And against any logic, I let him and begged him to love me and fuck me.

My temp began to rise as he fucked me hard. My buzz was knocked off as he pounded me deep in the bed. His tongue snaked into my mouth and he held me like no man before. I felt alive and loved for the first time. He flipped me over, pushing my legs into the air and on to his shoulder. I was mentally gone and rambled as I asked him to marry me. "Fuck baby...I do...I will" he added as he folded me and rammed his uncut cock deep. I surrendered and let him have his way with me at least 3 times that night. I remember falling asleep as his loads oozed from my worn hole and I felt love.

The next morning was a blur as I woke up late and with no sight of him. I waited an hour before showering, I needed to move on. As I put back on my shirt and pants from the night before, he came barging in. He had a white bag in one hand and breakfast in the other. He placed them down and attacked my face with his own, pushing his tongue down my throat. As I stepped away from him, I sat down on the bed, figuring where do I go from here. He kneeled down between my legs and reached for the white box which he opened to show a ring. He slid it one me and I cried as if it was too good to be true. "You might want to get yourself together, your mom knows and wants to talk to us..." he said revealing that he had been in talks with her prior to the wedding. He had no clue that I was his nephew until she revealed it but by then it was too late. She naturally frowned at the idea but he was not truly my uncle and this would keep him around too- a two for one deal.

He kissed me and knocked me out of my thoughts. "So what do you think baby?" He said in his sweet, southern voice. "I do" was all that he needed to hear.