Meeting Uncle Kirk's Friend

Hooked

I rolled over to where Jack had been, pushing my face into the pillow to try to smell him. “I think I need a rest.” I groaned, pulling the blankets over my shoulder.

Kirk moved to the other side of the bed and I felt it shift with the weight of him. I turned my head sideways to see him leaning down towards me on his elbow, his pecs coming together into two giant mountains. “I think Jack wants to have another go. I’ve never seen him go at anyone like that before.”

I thought about telling Kirk he already had another go, but decided against it. Kirk was smiling down at me, scratching at his beard a bit as his eyes roamed over my face. Kirk was my pseudo uncle, my mother’s boyfriend’s brother, and he was the sexiest man I’ve ever been with that had treated me right. But his infrequent visits have left me wanting more. The way he was looking at me, the way his brown eyes just stared at me and the way his smile softened seemed to tell me he was thinking the same thing.

“You know, Jack lives nearby. He’s married with kids your age and travels a lot in the armed forces. But I bet he’d love to take care of you while I’m gone.” Kirk leaned over and kissed the tip of my nose. “I’d let him. If you want him too.”

I looked up into my “uncle’s” big brown eyes. “I’d like that.” I stopped myself from saying more, as if I needed Kirk’s approval. I was over that with Rick, realizing I didn’t need anyone else’s permission. I didn’t want to belong to a man if that man couldn’t be mine too. Rick became too possessive. Too controlling. Kirk was exactly what I wanted, but he too wasn’t mine, even though I wanted him to be.

I wanted a man. I was convinced now. And if I couldn’t have Kirk, what I wanted was Jack. Lieutenant-Colonel Jack.

So when Kirk kissed my forehead and rolled off the bed, I got up too and wandered into the bathroom as Kirk stepped into his boxers at the other end of the room.

The steam filled the room, but I could see Jack’s body through the frosted glass. I could see the outline of his tall 6’2” body facing the wall directly under the spout, washing his face with his hands under the stream of water. I could see the curve of his back, the hump of his ass, and the way his cock hung between his legs. And without giving it a second thought, I slid the door sideways, seeing his delicious looking bubbled ass first, and stepped into the shower behind him.

He spit out water and turned over his boulder looking shoulder to me, his face lighting up as water poured down his face. He looked even sexier wet, looking even more smooth and muscular as water cascaded down his perfect body. He turned his body around to face me, the water splashing off his giant pecs, his one hand moving to his cock immediately to pull at it, his white teeth shining under his smile.

“Well hey there boy. Coming in to wash up?” He grabbed his pec and rubbed his nipple as he tugged at his dick, looking down at me as I stepped up to him.

My hands went to his abs, feeling the hardness of his flat stomach and the ripples above his belly button. I felt so small moving into him, my own height still half a foot smaller that Jack’s, my frame much slimmer and toned as compared to Jack’s brick shithouse type frame. Jack released his hand from his meat and put his fingers on my bicep, moving up my arm to my shoulders, bending his head down as I leaned up to him.

I kissed him under the shower stream, feeling the hot water enter my mouth as I opened to take in his tongue. I felt his wet body press against me, his cock at my stomach as my hands moved around to grab his ass. He moaned into my mouth as we kissed, Jack’s strength pulling me into him more, practically lifting me off the shower floor in his grip. I could feel his cock harden and it amazed me that a guy his age could get it up again so quickly. I already had two of his loads in me before we fell asleep on the bed, and just dumped a third in me before he hit the shower. Here he was hardening again. He couldn’t possibly have any more swimmers left.

Jack released me and held me at arm’s length, looking at me. “Here, get under.” He moved sideways, guiding me under the stream, rotating me around slowly to get me wet. I could feel his eyes on me, his hands moving lightly over my equally smooth body. I shivered, feeling the coolness of the bathroom and his hands grazing over me gingerly until the hot water soothed me. I looked down, watching his feet move, his toes gripping the floor next to mine, our feet touching as we maneuvered around. Then he knelt down, turning me around still as I wiped my face. When I looked down at him, he had the soap in his hands, rubbing it together. I looked down at his bent leg, his foot planted firmly on the shower floor, his feet smooth and perfect looking. He put his hands to my one leg, the slipperiness of the soap allowing his big mitts to move upwards, to the crack of my ass, over my thick cock, and then down the other side. I watched his handsome face watching his own movements, seemingly mesmerized by his actions as he washed my lower half. His fingers were soft yet firm, digging into each crevice, pausing at my ass as if he wanted to go deep inside me, but seemed to resist.

When he stood up to do my back, his curved cock was sticking out sideways, once again hard, and once again looking tasty to me. But Jack was focused on me, my body, and cleansing me. His strong hands moved up my back, then began kneading his strong fingers into my shoulders and neck, turning me around to face the wall, stepping in behind me.

His thumbs moved up my neck and I lowered my head in pleasure. He was a master with his hands, and I was feeling so relaxed that I didn’t even hesitate when I felt his cock touching my ass. I seemed to move into him, letting him grind up behind me as he worked his big fingers into my shoulders and neck. I began to push back against him, feeling his hips push into me with more intensity, gaging whether or not I would want him again.

As my moans grew louder, his cock dug into me harder, until his soapy cock slid in between my ass and he pushed his way inside me once again easily.

I gasped as I moved forward with his movements, putting a hand up onto the wall as Jack plunged in all the way to his hips. I felt a burning sensation with the soap and my well used hole, but I didn’t resist, but rather pushed backwards to make sure he was all the way inside me as his hands slid down my torso and his face moved to my right cheek.

“God.” He moaned into my ear. “I can’t believe I’m hard again for you.”

He wasn’t pumping, just standing behind me, his cock fully inserted into my hole, his big arms around me holding me against him. I could feel him flexing his cock inside me, the pulsing causing me to give little sounds. I reached up with both hands and took hold of his wrists, spreading my legs out to steady myself as he held me.

I clenched my ass and he moaned again. His mouth opened and his tongue danced over my ear. “What are you doing to me?” He whispered out loud.

I wrenched my face around to find his mouth and opened for him, feeling his tongue snake into me as his manly hands grabbed hold of my thick cock, squeezing it hard. I moaned into his mouth, kissing him as his other arm wrapped around my body. I moved my ass forward a bit and then back into him, showing him just how much I wanted him as he held me. I was the one fucking myself on his cock as he stood there.

“Oh yeah boy. Show me how much you love my cock.” He groaned as he released me from his grip and planted each hand to the sides of the shower, one on the glass door, the other on the wall. He stepped sideways, planting his feet into a similar position and let me move my ass along his cock.

I looked down at his feet, marveling at how sexy they looked as I began to use his cock like a dildo stuck to a solid muscled wall. I could hear the sounds of water splashing, my own flesh crashing into his as Jack lifted his head upwards and let out a loud groan.

I saw movement as Kirk entered the bathroom and then the shower door slid open. But it didn’t stop us.

“You horny little fuckers.” Kirk grinned, pulling his cock out of the fly in his boxers. The sight of my big uncle stroking his own rod made me fuck myself harder against Jack. Kirk was fucking hot, his big bearish muscled body only a few feet away from us, and his bearded grin wide watching the scene.

“Look at this boy go! Come on you little stud. Fuck yourself on dad’s cock!” Jack growled over me.

I turned to see Kirk still standing there, his cock out, stroking it as he watched us.

Then Jack’s hands grabbed my waist and I felt myself being moved sideways as Kirk stepped up to me, one foot into the shower, shoving his cock into my mouth for me to suck as his friend stood there, letting me fuck my ass on his rod.

Kirk grabbed my hair with one hand as he held his cock at my lips with the other. “Come on kid. Milk it out. Gonna feed you this one.” He started to move with me, holding my head as he worked his dick in and out of my mouth. My eyes looked upwards, seeing my big hairy uncle fucking my throat as his military buddy rammed my ass again. Spit roasted by these two muscle beasts.

Then Kirk backed off, jerking his cock at my face and told me to open wide.

I did, hanging onto the shower door as Jack pumped my ass as he held me in his grip. I looked up Kirk’s meaty, hair chest until his eyes opened and he peered down at me.

I grabbed the base of his cock and shoved it back in my mouth just in time to taste him, to feel his load erupt into my throat. I heard Jack behind me yell out, “Oh yeah feed him Kirk!” before Jack pulled out of my ass and started jerking his cock. “Turn around boy!”

I swallowed Kirk’s load and opened up for Jack’s, his big hand grabbing my chin and holding my face in his hand as he jerked into my open mouth. I swallowed it in, tasting the wetness from the shower, the mixture of his cum and my own ass before he pulled out and moved behind me to shove it back into my ass and give me a few more pumps.

To say I was well stuffed would be an understatement for my used 19 year old ass and mouth. But these two behemoths seemed equally satisfied. Jack moved under the stream once again and shook his face like a dog under the water, before he rinsed off his deflated cock and stepped out of the shower leaving me alone for a moment. But then Kirk shirked his shorts, and stepped into the area with me, getting himself all wet and rinsed off once again as I admired both of their bodies secretly. Kirk pulled me into him, hugging me tightly, letting me feel the bulk of his body holding mine. I could only wish to be that tall, that big, that manly. For now, all I could do was stare. But my eyes kept turning to Jack. His body. His smooth muscles. His clean shaven face.

Jack’s eyes were on me too, as I kept catching Jack’s eyes on me as he dried off, watching me sideways as I turned under the shower, rinsing off my still gaping hole. I felt empty without either one of them inside me. But as I watched Jack I knew it wouldn’t be long before I had him again. I was determined to figure out how to have him again if I couldn’t have Kirk. Before I went back to school.

Kirk stepped out of the bathroom first as Jack wrapped a towel around his waist. He even looked sexy like that, his smooth body practically glowing under the lights. I turned the shower off and grabbed the last towel from the shelf and stood beside him. I felt so short next to him, my head at his neck, my body about 80 pounds lighter and thinner than his. He was defined with bulky muscles, his pink nipples sitting nicely on the shelf of his chest as he leaned on the counter and looked sideways at me.

“I’d love to see you again.” He said with a wink. “Can I give you my number? It’s a private number. You can call me anytime you want.”

I nodded, staring down his back, looking at the way his towel hugged his ass, and the way he crossed his feet at the ankle as he stood next to me.

He put a big arm around my shoulder and then looked at me in the bathroom mirror beside him. “So fuckin’ cute.” He slapped my ass and gave me another wink before he stepped back into the main room, his large back just begging me to follow.

We dressed quietly, Kirk smiling at me every time he looked at me. I saw Jack, dressed again in his military outfit, grab a piece of paper and scribble down his number for me. When he handed it to me, he took my face in his hands and made me look up at him.

“Listen. I know Kirk says it’s okay, so it’s okay. Call me. I’ll take real good care of you boy.” He brought my face to his and kissed me softly, before directing me to Kirk who was standing beside us. Kirk pulled me into his chest in a bear hug, rubbing the top of my head and kissed me as well, before I watched Jack’s mouthwatering ass move to the door. I gave a mock salute when he looked back at me.

As the door closed, I knew I was hooked.