9 comments/ 279699 views/ 19 favorites Uncle's Lust By: crockalley I’m Bobby. I’m going to tell you about the craziest think that ever happened to me. I was 18 years old. My hair was spiked, brown, dyed blonde at the tips. I have always been a slender boy, and I love to show off my body by wearing tight clothes. Here’s how I lost my virginity, to my uncle, no less. I often go over my Uncle Frank’s house in the summer to use his swimming pool. He was very gracious whenever I came to visit. One eventful day, Uncle Frank picked me up and took me to his place. He had a nice yard, surrounded by tall trees, so the neighbors couldn’t see in. We went out onto the deck, and Uncle sat down with a drink. We chatted for a bit before he told me to take a swim. But, oh no, I had forgotten my swim trunks. Uncle Frank says, “Why not just take your shorts off? No one will see.” I thought that was fine. I removed my shoes, socks, and t-shirt. But I hesitated. I looked to Frank, who was staring back at me. I felt strange to be in my briefs around my uncle, but he’s family, so I dropped my sport shorts to my ankles and stepped out. I was now standing in my tight, white briefs, leaving little to Uncle Frank’s imagination. But I thought nothing of his omnipresent gaze. I dove in and swam around for a while. The sun went behind a cloud, and the water got cold, so I decided to get out. As I was climbing the ladder, I realized my wet briefs revealed my privates. Shit, I was embarrassed. I grabbed a towel, and covered myself. I sat down, with the towel across my lap. When the sun returned,Uncle Frank said, “Take the towel off so you can get dry.” I did so hesitantly. The sun felt warm. I laid down on a lounge, my wet underwear clinging to my shrunken dick and balls, as well, I’m sure, making two nice, round globes out of my ass for Uncle to see. After a while, the feeling of the fabric stretched across my crotch got to me. I loved wearing briefs, because I loved the tightness around my groin and ass. It turned me on. It was doing its job right here. I felt my cock stretch. I was getting an erection, right in front of my uncle!! I shot up and grabbed a towel to cover myself. It was then that Frank finally stirred, standing, he said, “Let’s go in,” and when I reached for my discarded clothes, “You can leave them out here.” I did so, not realizing then how strange that was. He also had me leave the towel behind, because he didn’t want to get the floors wet. He ushered me in, and gave my ass a little slap. That made my dick get harder. “Please lay down on the couch,” Uncle Frank offered, although it almost seemed like an order. My nearly-naked body was stretched out on his leather couch, and my cock was tenting my briefs. Uncle must have noticed. I looked up to see where he was, when he came to my side, standing. It was then that I noticed Uncle Frank’s crotch was bulging, too. I gave him a once-over. He was in his thirties, and was slender and average height, but he was still larger than my small frame. I was nervous as hell. What was going on? “Your turning into quite the young man, Bobby. You body is very nice. Stand up for me.” I did so, and he placed his hands on my chest. “You’re so smooth. You know, when you mature more, you will grow hair on your chest. Like me.” Uncle Frank then took his shirt off, revealing a light dusting of hair on his defined chest. He returned his hands to my chest, and ran them down to my hips. My cock was aching in its cotton prison, but I couldn’t understand why. This was my Uncle, touching my body, and showing me his. My head felt hot, and I’m sure I was blushing. I was afraid of what my uncle intended to do to me. “Don’t be shy, Bobby. It’s natural that you would get aroused. It means you’re a healthy young boy. That dick of yours must be cramped.” Oh god, he was going for my crotch. I didn’t know what to say, so I replied, “Yeah, it is.” At that, he reached for my groin and gently squeezed my balls. He slid some fingers underneath, massaging the space between my balls and anus. My god, that felt so good. My uncle’s caressing hand moved all over my briefs. Uncle Frank sat down and with his hands on my hips, maneuvered me in front of him so he was eye-level with my crotch. “I would like to know if your penis is healthy. I’m going to do some tests.” He reached up and found my straining dick through the fabric and started massaging it. Fear shot through me. Here was my uncle, giving my groin so much attention. Before I could ponder that much longer, he found my cock-head and squeezed it. That sent a shudder through my body. I moaned aloud. “You like that?” “Y-yes,” I stammered. He reached around with one hand and began squeezing one of my butt cheeks. The sensations I was feeling were enough to start easing any doubts I had. Uncle rubbed the inside of my legs, and maneuvered some fingers through the leg hole of the briefs. I wouldn’t call them “my” briefs anymore. My uncle had full control over all my body. “I would like to examine your erection now.” Uncle Frank got some fingers in the elastic band and started to lower the briefs. When they got to my knees, he had to lean forward to continue. His face was nearly in my crotch. His breath was on my newly-liberated cock. I was exhilarated. He told me to step out of them, and so I wouldn’t fall, I held onto Uncle’s shoulder. I lifted each leg out, giving Uncle a good view of my crotch. My cock was left swaying in the air. “Your dick is superb. You needn’t worry about a thing,” Uncle Frank said as he began to feel my balls and bush. “Your pubic hair is so soft, and your cock is so hard. I love your young little body.” His hand moved to encompass my erection. His hand felt so coarse on the sensitive skin. “It’s so smooth,” Uncle said. He slowly stroked it. I was standing absolutely still while my uncle stroked me off. Unreal! His warm hand moved up and down the length of my hard dick. I concentrated on that feeling as my cock started seeping pre-cum. With his other hand he rubbed back and forth between my balls and in my butt crack. The feeling of his fingers moving over my clenched butthole was amazing. Combined with his stroking, I was completely under his spell. I was shaken out of it as Uncle stood up, pushing me back a bit. “Now, I want to compare your dick with mine. That way, you will know what your penis will look like when you grow up. Why don’t you take a look?” He pointed his crotch at me. I shakily reached for his belt, and undid it. “That’s a good boy,” he said. The belt buckle flopped out of the way, so I unbuttoned his jeans. I could see his erection throbbing beneath the layers. I unzipped him, and folded the flaps to the side, revealing his red briefs. There was a wet spot to the left of the big bulge, which I assumed was his pre-cum. “Take my pants off,” Frank said, again, sounding like an order. I began to lower his jeans when he grabbed a hold of my shoulders and forced me to my knees. The pangs of fear I had felt earlier had returned, as I was forced into this submissive position. From there, I finished lowering his pants to his ankles. He stepped out of them. My face was so close to his member, I couldn’t help but take a whiff. It smelled distinctly of man. “Now remove my underwear,” he commanded. I grabbed his briefs and slid then down his toned legs. His boner popped into view, slapping against his stomach. I held my breath in awe of his tool. It was about the same length as mine, but it was thicker. It wasn’t fully erect, drooping a bit. His large balls hung low, and it was all surrounded by a mess of matted hair that started at his navel and ran back between his legs. “Don’t you want to touch it? See what a man’s erection feels like?” I took the cue and grabbed his big dick and slowly stroked it, like he had done to me. It was surprisingly soft and hot, and I could feel his blood pumping into it, making it harder. “That’s good, Bobby, real good. Keep stroking Uncle’s dick. Play with my balls.” My other hand found his harry sack and gently manipulated his testicles. “Ohh, yeah. That feels so good. Squeeze my dick tighter, Bobby.” I did so, continuing the slow pace of jerking. His dick was so close to my face. I could see the pre-cum cumming out of his piss-slit, and dripping to the floor. Some landed on my leg. “What next, Uncle Frank?” I asked meekly. “Stand up. Now you know what an adult erection looks and feels like.” I stood up, and my dick inadvertently rubbed against Uncle Frank’s. “Oh, I like that. Do you like that, Bobby?” I nodded weakly. He took hold of his cock and continue to rub out cock-heads together. Our pre-cum mingled, lubricating the red, swollen cock-heads. “There’s one more thing I want to check out about your penis.” He took my member away from my hand and began stroking again. “Do the same to me, Bobby.” I grabbed his dick. He stroked harder and faster. I followed his lead. “That’s right, Bobby, faster!” he panted. He was bringing me to climax. It was unbelievable. My whole body tensed up my dick shot out a ton of cum all over Uncle Frank. My dick kept shooting load after load jizz until I was exhausted. “Don’t stop!” Uncle shouted. I jerked him really fast, squeezing his pecker hard. He shuddered with a grunt and shot me with his hot, white ooze, over and over again. He collapsed on the couch behind him, and I sank to the floor. “You did very good, Bobby. Your came like a pro. Look at you. Your all covered with my cum. He reached out and smeared his seamen all over my tight chest and abdomen. After a while, he told me to take a shower and clean up. He made me walk back to the deck naked to get my clothes. As he drove me home he asked, “Did you enjoy my exam?” “Yeah.” He reached over and slid his hand up the leg of my shorts and squeezed my thigh. “We’ll have to do this again. How about tomorrow?” “Okay.” My cock was hard again at the thought of my uncle ogling my naked body. Uncle's Lust It was a typical Tuesday morning, but I decided I didn't want to go to college that day. Couldn't be bothered. Instead I waited for my Grandfather to leave the house for the day and then just simply didn't bother to go! It was really exciting, the thought of the whole house to myself. I hadn't had a sexual release for a long time and I had an itch needing to be treated. Rolling over in the bed I stretched my arms up high, the sheets slipping down to reveal my pert breasts. I stroked my brown hair behind my ear and let my fingers slip down to my nipples, giving them a slight tweak in the process. I was already wet by the time my hand parted my silky lips and began to flick over my pulsating clit. I moaned as I started to rotate my fingers over my sex, spreading my legs as wide as I could. It was at that moment though that I heard a noise outside, a car pulling up on the drive. In a slight panic I withdrew my hands and crept over to my bedroom window. I was shocked to see my Uncle getting out of his car and heading for the front door. What was he doing here? I knew he had a spare key, but that was just for in emergencies. I couldn't risk getting caught bunking off college so I quickly made my way over to my walk in closet and pulled the doors shut. A slight gap remained where the doors weren't hung properly, so I crouched back to the wall, hidden by my dresses and other outfits. Now I should explain a little about my Uncle. He is a horrible man really. Always making lewd comments about me and he is pretty disgusting. Overweight, sweaty and balding with his big belly sticks out over his dated khaki trousers. Whenever he visits my grandpa he is always eyeing me up and making me feel uncomfortable. However my grandpa loves him to bits, so I grin and bare it for his sake. I also really get on with my cousin, my uncle's daughter, so that makes things even trickier, and I keep my thoughts on his lecherous ways to myself. I mean this man creeps me out, and I hate myself for sometimes dreaming about the times he has accidentally brushed up against me on the stairs all in the hall. So anyway I'm in the closet holding my breath and I am shocked, yet not that surprised to see my uncle make his way into my room. I was then horrified to watch as he opened up my laundry basket, remove the silky thong that I was wearing the previous day, and hold the gusset up to his nose letting out a perverted sigh in the process. "You dirty little slut," he mumbled, rubbing the growing bulge in his beige slacks. I was in a tough situation. Here I was witnessing my dirty old uncle molesting my underwear, but at the same time I could not say anything, as it would be revealed I'd bunked off. I couldn't take that risk, so I told myself to close my eyes and ignore his grunts. As anyone knows though, human beings all love looking at a car wreck, and I found myself watching with some kind of sick twisted anticipation as he sat down on my bed, slid the fly down on his trousers, and pulled out what turned out to be a filthy looking, yet extremely large and fat hard cock. It was the biggest I had ever seen, and it looked totally vile. He had big thick veins all over the shaft, a big dark purple mushroom head on the top. I could see white sticky pre cum residue all around the underside of the helmet. It was easily as wide as my wrist, and scarily it was extremely hard and slapped up against his big fat stomach. I had to admire the fact that at 60 years old his cock could get as hard as that, and I suddenly became aware that I was taking it as a compliment that it was over my panties, and whatever lewd thoughts he was having of me. I quickly pulled myself together and admonished myself for having such thoughts, and told myself again that he was a horrible pervy man, with a disgusting looking big fat, extremely hard penis, with juicy tasty glistening pre cum all over the head. I was worried with myself now, and torn over the reaction to this sight that my body was having. My pussy was still wet from my earlier fiddle, but was now starting to get wetter as I watched this lecherous old fart wrap my undergarment around his meaty slab and stroke it up and down. "Ohhhh Jennifer," he sighed as he now started to manically fist his cock up and down. I realised he was probably about to cum, and was therefore startled when he stood up, big cock bobbing in front of him, and headed towards me and the closet. I held my breath and pushed back against the wall as best I could. Had he spotted me? What was he doing? He looked a sad sight, trousers round his ankles, struggling to walk, and his beer belly wobbling around. He pulled both doors open and stepped slightly inside the wardrobe. I could only now see his feet and his legs up to the mid thigh. He was only centimetres from my hidden feet, and it was then that I realised his fat penis was staring me right in the face, just inches away from my mouth, peaking out from within a mish mash of dress material. I was frozen with fear, yet I allowed myself to inhale, taking in the sordid smell of his sex. It occurred to me how much bigger it looked this close, and I watched in stunned silence as it bobbed up and down with excitement. I felt as though it was watching me, but clearly I was being foolish. But what was my uncle up to? I suddenly realised. I keep a box of "secrets" on the top shelf of my closet. Magazine clippings of sexy men I look at, some sexier underwear, my vibrator, and some Polaroid's I took of myself. Oh shit! The meaty penis before me was suddenly withdrawn and my uncle made his way back to the bed, a stack of Polaroid's in his hands. He laid them out on the bed and hovered over them, wanking his cock as he studied my naked pictures. He had clearly done this before, many times. I wondered how long this old bastard had been whacking off whilst smelling my scent and looking at my nude body. "You dirty old man," I thought to myself. "You'd love to pin me down and have me I bet! You are a sick sick fuck." Well I was thinking this to myself, but another voice was fighting my morals. "Just imagine if he found you naked in the closet right now. He'd probably stick that big old cock of his right inside your tight wet pussy and not stop pumping until he filled you up with hot sticky spunk!" I gulped and held my hands to her mouth. What was I thinking? My pussy was soaking wet all of a sudden and it was lucky he was sniffing my panties otherwise he would surely smell my aroma. I was extremely horny, and my sex drive had taken over. What was the problem? Yes he is my uncle, but he will never know that I was in here watching him masturbate over my things. It's just him and me in this room, and no one else will ever find out. With that thought process completed my hand found its way back to my pussy and I started to slowly circle my fingers around my clit. The scene was set. My pot bellied, 60-year-old uncle was straddling a picture of my baring my boobs whilst tugging on his huge throbbing slab of cock. I was crouched in the closet with my legs now slightly parted and my fingers darting in and out of my dripping wet snatch. His hand became more frantic, and knowing what was coming so did mine, my orgasm shooting through me like a lightning bolt. Warmth spread through my body and I gritted my teeth, failing to prevent myself letting out a small cry. But luckily for me my uncle also let out a cry, drowning my own noise, and he sprayed his filthy seed all over my undergarments. He thrust his hips and seemed to be cumming forever. God knows how much he had built up in that big saggy ball sack of his. I remained silent and still, and watched. He was cursing. His guilt obviously flooding over him now that he had gotten his rocks off. I got the impression he had never cum on my panties before, and he looked confused as to what to do with them, looking at the stained material, then the basket. In the end he sighed, shrugged, and stuck the bundled up material back where it came from. He returned to the closet, engorged but now semi hard penis swaying from side to side as he tottered over. He slipped the photos back, pulled up his trousers and off he went. I waited a while and heard the car pull away and then I went over to the wash basket. I peered inside, spying the cum splattered knickers he had just abused. What did he think would happen? That I wouldn't notice the mess he made? Perhaps he wasn't thinking straight. But perhaps he wanted me to find them. I couldn't resist unrolling them and was shocked at the amount of sperm he had sprayed. I rolled some around in my fingers, and I held the goo up to my nose and then to my lips. "The dirty filthy fucker," I thought. "He'll never get away with that again. What a sick old man." I felt terrible that I had gotten off on this event, and told myself it was a mistake. Still, I frigged my little pussy 4 more times that day, and each time I came like never before. "Next time he does that I'll catch him red handed and I'll put a stop to it!" I decided as I squeezed my thighs together.