Lusting after my own Uncle

This is a true story that happened last year after years of me lusting after my dad's younger brother, Ravi, who is 53 years old.

At a young age, when I started having feelings/attractions towards men, Uncle Ravi who was at that time in his early 30s was my main attraction. I use to check out his slim tan body with bits of hair on his chest, nipples and naval downwards whenever he is at home, topless. I also get pulled to him seeing a large patch of his underwear exposed at the back because of his loose pants. I even went to the extent of peeping him while he takes his shower one day and saw him fully naked, and not just that, he even masturbated.

Ever since, my lust for Uncle Ravi kept mounting without any limits. After almost 20 years, I finally braved myself to try approach him on the phone and play around with him without revealing my real identity. A phone call one late night from a new mobile number I bought ended up in a 1 hour conversation between Uncle Ravi and me, but of course I faked my identity. It started with me asking him if he was Ravi and if he was free to have gay sex that late night, to which he rudely and angrily said he is Ravi but not that type of man I'm looking for. He wanted to know how I got his name and number.

I lied and said a friend of mine who lived near him some 20 years ago gave his details and said Ravi was a good gay sex player. He denied and said I got the wrong person. I pressed further and asked him if he often masturbates whenever he goes to take his shower, because I said the friend of mine have peeped him masturbating many times. He was getting a little annoyed and started asking me who the hell is that friend of mine. Again I faked a name which he said he can't remember.

Slowly we started engaging in a proper conversation; he carried on because he was curious and wanted to find out who I am or who that friend of mine was. I asked him again if it is true he loves masturbating in the shower, to which he proudly said which men doesn't! That led us to start talking about sex, from him enquiring curiously about how gays have sex, to him proudly again boasting about his high sex drive that has led him to an extra marital affair with a young Indian girl and his other hookups with random women.

Now that was something totally unexpected from my Uncle Ravi. I sort of suspected him having some affair but not to this extent of being a big time fucker! It really turned me on that we both went on talking dirtier stuffs about sex and women that at one point he said his cock was hard. When I asked him to remove his shorts, he did and laid on his bed talking to me on the phone. He even told me what brand and colour the underwear he was wearing. I asked him if he was comfortable talking all those dirty stuffs with me. He said he felt it weird and the first time he ever talks to a guy about sex and get all hard and turned on. But he clearly wasn't interested in gay sex.

He said he needs to hang up because he wanted to masturbate since his cock was hard and continue sleeping because his wife who was sleeping at another room might get up. I asked him if he can just masturbate while he is on the phone with me. He sort of hesitated but after I turned him on further by talking about girls, he agreed and was all high and horny moaning while he masturbates there. I masturbated too and we both came almost at the same time. We hung up after that.

I couldn't believe that I actually did something nasty and dirty with my Uncle Ravi and within a short time, found out too many dark secrets about him. I was happy that after 20 years, at least I was able to do some fun stuff with him on the phone and find out his true colours. And what was more thrilling is that I recorded the entire conversation in my phone!

The next day I texted him and asked if he enjoyed what we did last night. He replied quite immediately that he felt it was very weird but was something different than his usual masturbating sessions. We exchanged messages that afternoon talking about girls and sex. I knew he was either excited or trying to entertain me and find out my identity.

That evening came the good news I waited for. His family came over to stay at my place for the weekend. So he will either be alone at home that night or bring over his girlfriend or sneak away to her place. I decided to go over to his house that night and stay over on the pretext that I need to travel out of town early the next morning and that my driver who lives near his house will pick me up from there for convenience sake. My story sold quite quickly and convincingly that even my Uncle Ravi believed it and asked me to come over and stay.

When I went to his house that night, I could sense him being glued to his phone most of the time and was not himself. He was of course texting my other number and I had to reply whenever I'm not near him.

I waited patiently for bedtime to come...