This was a cold winter night of December. Christmas was near. We all had a wonderful evening that day and I was going to stay at my uncle's house that night. He, a 28 year old young man is a distant relative. A grown man, who surely had many fans around his office.
I was about to sleep when I saw him working in kitchen. "You still awake?", I asked. He didn't reacted and kept it shaking ! He was vigorous and I could see his sharp veins around his fingers. " Would you stop doing that for a moment and answer me please? "
He looked at me, smiled; dropped his coffee mug and came closer. " Can't I make a cold coffee for me, in my own kitchen?" I said nothing. Went straight to my bedroom. Lights off, and jumped on my bed. Why was I still seeing his image, and could smell his manly musk ? He anyways is a straight guy, that too engaged. Anyways, I had to sleep. Like every night, took off my pants, threw then on the floor; sniffed my briefs and went to sleep.
It's 12:10 - midnight. Why uncle is calling at this hour?
"Hey, mind coming up at terrace?" But who stays up at winter night, on terrace. Anyways I went to see what new quiz he had to irritate me. Sitting there, in his hoodie was him looking straight into my eyes as I came closer. "Why are you here at midnight?" And I sat next to him. He offered me my favourite icecream. "I know, you like having it in winters". Awww, he remembers it. I wondered and grabbed it like a desperate child. We started eating our ice creams when a drop from his fell on his pants. I stared, I moved away my eyes and God please; don't make me hard I wished.
He cleaned it by his fingers and licked it instantly. Why was he doing all of this, I was screaming inside. Without reacting I continued with my dark chocolate (ice cream). Another drop, this time perfectly on something which was nothing else than his bulge ! My eyes widened as he stated at me. "Why don't you clean it this time", he said casually, as if it was very easy for me. I said nothing and then... He grabbed my hand, placed it over his bulge and just said, "clean it !" Not obeying now was looking impossible. His tone had changed, all of a sudden I was getting sweats in that winter night. With a gulp, I dis as he said. Cleaned that melted cream and licked it instantly.
"What did you just did? I had asked you to clean, not to eat it!" His tone grew louder. Had I made a mistake? I tried leaving without saying when he held my hand. "Answer me". I looked at him, a deep pause, a long breath; " I thought by cleaning you meant this". And I ran with my full energy. What have I just done? I ran to my room, took off my clothes again, went inside the blanket. Feeling warm, I held my nipples and that hand swiftly descended towards my lil boy which was growing. I felt getting harder by just replaying what had happened a few minutes ago. And then a sound...
I closed my eyes to act if I slept so quickly. Made no reaction to the door opening of my room. Someone just entered. Wait, that person is on my bed. A deep breath on my back, a warm hand on my chest and a strong hairy thigh pressing into me. Who, I couldn't ask because I was already enjoying it when he spoke. "Don't you know that I like to eat cakes in Christmas season?" Wait, he is my uncle. Whatt?
He grabbed my nipples, started pressing them and placed his fingers in my mouth before I could say that I am a cake which needs a crème filling.
To be continued...
