The secret games/sexual escapades between Matt and me continued everyday when mom and Uncle Paul left for work. Matt had less than a month left before he was supposed to return to Columbia University, so I wanted to spend as much time as possible with him. I clung on to his every move. If he said he was going to the store, I was right behind him. If he went to play basketball down the street, I was on the sidelines. If he went to the bathroom, I was there watching him piss.

After a while, I could tell that Matt was starting to feel some way about me following him everywhere. I could sense a little attitude change, so I asked Matt if anything was wrong. "Of course not Tony. I just started to pull away a little because I didn't want to get hooked on fucking that ass. You know I only have a few weeks left before I have to leave," said Matt. He placed his hand on my shoulder, and continued to speak. "And I don't want you getting hooked on this good dick. Once I leave you might be trying to hop on a train to come to New York just to get some," he said. We both burst into laughter and broke the tension.

"Your dick is not that good for me to be going all the way up to New York," I said. Matt grabbed his dick through his shorts. "Oh it's not. Bring that ass over here," he said playfully. Matt flipped me over right there on the couch and started to lick my ass. That sensation sent chills throughout my whole body. I've never felt this type of pleasure in my life. "You ready to let me slide in that ass," he asked. Without answering, I assumed the position and let him enter me from behind. It became easier each time I had his thick ten-inch dick inside of me. I let him use me as his fuck toy and enjoyed every minute of it. "You are so special to me. This is the best sex I've ever had," Matt whispered in my ear. It did make me feel special to know that I was able to give him pleasure, especially since I'm sure he's fucked plenty of girls before.

Matt was stroking this ass so damn good until we heard a car pull into the driveway. It was only one o'clock in the afternoon, so mom and Uncle Paul should be at work. We scrambled to put on our clothing and see who was in the driveway. Damn, it was uncle Paul. Thank God we were able to get fully dressed before uncle Paul walked inside the house. He let us know that he came home early today because he was tired at work. "Y'all boys been home all day doing nothing, while I was hard at work. If somebody doesn't pick up that jar of Vaseline from the middle of the floor, I'm going to put my foot in somebody's ass. Y'all are not going to sit around all day junking up the house. I'm going upstairs to take a nap," he said.

While Uncle Paul was taking a nap, Matt changed into some shorts and a wife beater. His shorts stopped just a little above his knee and fit him like a glove. You could see every print and curve, as if he were standing in front of you with nothing on. His wife beater was just as transparent. "Where are you going Matt?" I asked. He told me that he was going to be hanging out with some friends from back in high school today after he finished playing basketball. I wanted to ask if I could come along, but I did not want to be a pest. After all, we did spend everyday together for the last week and he hasn't seen any of his friends from high school since he's been home. And besides, I don't think a bunch of twenty two year olds would want to hang out with an eighteen year old. I just told him to have fun with his friends and watched as my secret lover/cousin left the house.

I sat on the couch bored, watching television for a couple hours. Nothing comes on television during the day in the summer. I watched reruns of Family Matters and Full House, until I couldn't take it anymore and decided to just play Grand Theft Auto. I don't know about most people, but when I play games I totally get into it. Yelling at the screen, jumping around with controller in hand. I guess I must have been a little louder than I thought because uncle Paul emerged from his bedroom with a look of annoyance on his face. He was wiping his eyes and asking what was going on downstairs and why was I so loud. There he was, wearing a robe with no shirt and just a pair of white boxers underneath. Once he made it to the living room he realized and just chuckled to himself. "I thought people were arguing or fighting down here, but it's just you playing that damn game," he said. I looked over at Uncle Paul and apologized for being so loud and waking him. During my apology, I got on my knees in front of him and asked him to forgive me for waking him up. I also asked him not mention this to my mom. He said that it was no problem and explained that mom would not be coming home tonight. He said that she and my father were going to work on their relationship at home. I don't know how I felt about that. On the one hand I was glad because I wanted my family back together, back in our home. But on the other hand, I was afraid of what might happen if mom and dad started arguing again and nobody else was around. Dad had pushed her when I was in the house, there was no telling what else he may do if it were just those two.

Uncle Paul could sense that I was a little uneasy due to the news he just shared. "Hey Tony, don't worry about your mom. She is a big girl and she has my number on speed dial if she needs me to pick her up at any time. While sis is gone, I thought just us boys could hang out and do something fun tonight," he suggested. Hearing that did ease my mind and actually made me feel kind of excited to hang out with just the guys. "What would you like us guys to do tonight," he asked. I wanted to say 'fuck me', but of course I didn't want uncle Paul knowing my secret or Matt's secret. I said that we could think of something fun to do. "What time is the old man's curfew," I joked. "I'll show you an old man Tony," he said, right before picking me up and putting me over his head. I didn't know that he was so strong. I stood at about 5'9, weighing 150 pounds, so I was no lightweight. I was dangling in the air above his head as if I were some ragdoll. He held me up with one hand palming the top of my back and the other palming my ass. "Wow, you aren't as old and weak as I thought," I joked. He put me down and I almost died. I noticed that in the midst of him picking me up, his dick had fallen through the hole of his boxers. His dick was soft, but still as thick as his sons and about 7 inches long. That meant that his dick was probably the biggest dick I've seen to date. I can only image how big it gets once he is fully erect. "Oops my little man popped out. Back in the cave," joked Uncle Paul. Oh God, I hope he didn't catch me staring too hard, I thought to myself.

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