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I hadn't verbally stated my sins to anyone. To speak aloud of the feelings that clouded my mind and better judgement left me feeling a new, delicious kind of "dirty" I had never thought possible. We grow though, and as we grow we come across new, and sometimes obscene ways that remind us we are human. But the instinct, the capability of committing such unspeakable things is there in the back of one's mind. All it takes is a little spark to bring the fires of destruction to life. However, despite what I've learned in the short amount of time I've walked this universe, despite every warning, promise of despair and the instilled fear of being burned in the end....I have never been this happy to be holding the matches.
Moving along with the story, my sobbing tale is, I'm adopted. For the past seven years I have been cared for by my godfather. A dear family friend I came accustomed to calling "Uncle Leo". He was a humble gay man, and always spoke very highly of my mother and father to me. Uncle Leo never made me feel unwanted in his home. Come to think of it, wherever Leo was, was my home.
We lived in a small two-bedroom apartment in the city limits of San Antonio, Texas. It wasn't fancy, but fabulous Uncle Leo made it so. Likely, to insure the place was befit for an eleven-year-old (now eighteen-year-old). Luckily, being a bus-driver for the metropolitan transit payed well, at least enough to where we both could live comfortably.
As I said before, Uncle Leo was a humble man. His tousled mane of shoulder-length, dirty blond hair was usually tied up in a lazy ponytail. His fair, naturally smooth skin, and well-kept body figure would have only been a benefit to his glamour of youth, but after looking into his almost always relaxed gaze and eyes of emerald green, one could easily begin to see the signs of a man in his early forties. Raising a p*****n probably wasn't beneficial to managing the signs of aging, but Leo still managed to take enough care of himself, I often would describe him as "lazily handsome".
Oddly, I envied my godfather. Although he would be too, modest to admit it, he was actually very good looking. It was the eyes I believe, mine were boring and brown. I was a skinny, pale young adult. To be honest, if it weren't for my unnaturaly blue, emo, punk style hairdo I'd be completely lost in a crowd, a mere blip on anyone's GPS. Unlike my uncle, I was anything but humble. My low self-esteem made me want to stand out and be noticed, for the pure satisfaction of hearing an old lady gasp at my appearance, or catching the last bit of a hushed insult from some "manly-man" who probably had in mind my sense of fashion wasn't in conformity with your average male. I could care less, the real reaction I always wanted was one from my overly-chilled Uncle Leo. It was his approval I always sought. Although, I could probably wear fresh roadkill for a scarf and he wouldn't mind.
It was sometimes unnerving being around an individual that had the emotional capacity of a teaspoon.I can only count three times I had ever seen Leo get angry. Usually, it was directed towards some low life he had accidentally wound up in a relationship with. Leo was frightening when angry. That relaxed look in his eyes would become ablaze with a glare that I bet could break glass.
Leo wasn't one to yell, his voice would grow deep and hushed almost when he was angry, as if he were afraid of shattering your soul should he decide to start yelling.
Growing up around Leo was great. But I have to admit, there were parts of him I was afraid to stir and arouse. Yet, these parts of him, these violent, rough, and blood-churning qualities that dwelled beneath his iron surface fascinated me. Which slowly evolved into...arousal.
The sins began, the day I had come home from my shit-job at a local gas station. My car was in the shop, and would be out of commission for a while thanks to an unfortunate yet non-tragic accident on the interstate, so I had to walk to get home. In Texas, it could be two feet from my house, work, anywhere really and the walk already felt like a skip through hell what with the dastardly heat. Sweat dripped down my back, and my muscles screamed for a hot shower then a nap. Locking the front door behind me, I began to hastily walk to my hallway bathroom. Until, something caught my eye.
I couldn't help but notice to my left, Leo's room door was open, and the television was on, and in clear view of anyone that would be standing in the hallway with the intention of snooping. He was watching porn.
Oddly enough, I had never caught my uncle jerking it until now. I couldn't help but stare at his television as the grizzly top drilled some unfortunate bottom boy a new asshole. A warmth started pooling in my groin. I grabbed at my slightly aroused cock. I had never been a fan of gay prom before, but something about this moment felt so wrong that it was right.
A noise sounded from Leo's room so suddenly, a noise I could only describe as Leo's "climax".
It was a delicious sound. Oddly, pleasing to my ears. I wanted to hear it again. Suddenly, the thought crossed my mind of me being the one that would cause Leo to make that sound. A shiver of delight danced throughout my body.
I heard Leo get out of bed, he'd be in the hallway in seconds and would have realized I'd been here the whole time, and would see me grabbing at my shaft which had engorged to a full-on erection by now. I did my best to make a bee-line for my bathroom, but alas Leo was too quick for me. My heart sank into my stomach.
I wasn't looking at him, but I could feel his eyes on my back. He said nothing, he walked right by me as if nothing had happened.
I wanted to say something. But, I stopped myself. Casually, I entered my bathroom, the sound of Leo's orgasm tickling not only the part of my brain that felt at odds with the whole situation, but also some deep primitive desire to be the bottom boy that he would ecstatically rip a new asshole into.
After my shower, a snack, and a cigarette, I had made my way to the confines of my bedroom.
Leo had been in his room the whole evening. Only coming out maybe once or twice to get himself a cold drink.
I could feel some kind of tension in the air between us. I mean, he outright caught me listening to him masturbate. At the same time, I never made it a point to bring it up. I wanted to forget what I heard, but loudly it played in my mind like a song you constantly want stuck on repeat. I flopped into my bed back-first. Desperately, I tried to clear my mind. To no avail, all I could hear was my godfather's unique cry of ecstasy. Before I knew it, I was stroking my already throbbing cock. And, the more I willed my senses to be overwhelmed by heated thoughts of my foster parent, and the taboo nature of it all, the more aroused I got.
I removed my pants and my boxers and began to dry-stroke the sensitive flesh of my shaft, finally giving in to my guilty pleasures. Slow at first, but then my imagination became distorted and instead of me jerking myself off, I saw Leo doing it for me. I imagined him looking at me in that angered stare I feared so much, I felt him shattering my soul, and with it my innocence....and I liked it.
Unbeknownst to me, I was stroking my aching cock harder, and even more faster now. I reached over to my bedside table and grabbed my jar of petroleum jelly that I kept in reach for times when I would jerk off. Lubricating my index and middle finger, I thought myself to be completely lost in the bliss of the moment, and I began to lightly tease the outside rim of my hole. The feel of my body's retreat at the foreign sensations snapped me out of my fantasy. I layed there on my bed, staring at my ceiling in confusion, arousal, and dismay. "What is happening to me?" I asked aloud in a combination of words and a hefty sigh.
My erection began to slowly dissipate. Reluctantly, I reached for my pants and slipped them over my still slightly stiff member. Remaining on my bed, I stared at the ceiling, wondering what would happen if anyone were to find out these forbidden feelings within me. What would my parents think? I forced the thought out of my mind as quickly as it had slithered its way into my frontal lobe. I was becoming my own worst enemy.
As the night progressed into the later hours. I found myself completely incapable of sleep. I went to the kitchen for another soda. I stood silently in front of the fridge for a moment. Hoping the cold air would ease this fever I could not seem to shake. So does this mean I'm gay? I thought to myself. Leo's not blood kin technically, but still, is what I'm feeling right?
More than likely, I would've stood in front of the fridge all night long pondering those questions. But a familiar voice sounded from the living room. "Hey k**, the game is on, wanna watch it with me?" I heard Leo flop into his designated recliner, and shortly after the sound of a basketball game that would surely be uneventful. Normally, I would've kindly said "no" but I found myself taking a seat in the love seat just about six inches to the right of his recliner.
Leo looked relaxed. He was wearing only boxers. There was a slight flush to his cheeks, which lead me to believe he must have had a drink of two, but from the sound of his voice he was still sober. Being this close to him, I could see the muscles on his body more clearly. My eyes traced every contour I could find. I could see the rise and fall of his body as he took a breath. I took notice of his lips, they were full, and intoxicating, and his the most pearly white teeth I had ever seen on any man. His hair was slightly damp and in its usual ponytail. He must have taken a shower already.
Abruptly, I stood up, refusing to let my brain go further into the bowels of my own personal gutter. Poise was never my strong suit, I had forgotten about the soda in my hand along with my two left feet. Before I knew it, I had accidentally drenched Leo with cold brown soda. Registering what had just happened, I managed to hold in my laughter.
"Really c***d?" Leo asked. Frustrated, he gave me a little love tap on the shoulder, and began to make his way towards his room, where I had assumed he was going to shower.
Glancing at the television, I saw the game was still playing, and reacted "wait" I ran to the kitchen for a small towel. With haste I made my way to Leo's side and started patting him dry.
"I'm good, I'll shower....again" he took the towel I had fetched with him. This time, closing his bedroom door behind him.
Leo didn't spend much time in the shower, maybe five minutes at the very most.
But for me, it felt like five hours. I had to say something, do something, anything to give myself some kind of relief from this tension I was clearly creating for myself.
I heard Leo exit his room, the door making a silent click just as he turned the corner into the living room. He was wearing nothing but a towel. His body was still slightly damp from his shower, and I watched in spell-bound silence as a few drops of water trickled down his bare chest, and into the spot where his towel hid his groin.
I wonder how big he is?
Does he smell good down there?
Is it hairless like the rest of him?
Is he circumcised?
It was a bombardment of thoughts pounding into my waking thoughts all at once. I must've been staring too long, because Leo locked eyes with me finally, and a concerned look began to churn behind his green eyes. "Do I have something on me?"
"What-huh?" Panic bubbled just behind my lips.
Something else caught his eye, because Leo's eyes made there way to my groin.
Surprisingly, I never even noticed I had an erection. Now that Leo saw it, I felt it. "Uh..." may sentenced trailed off, I rattled my brain for words. Unfortunately, there was gonna be no way out of this.
"What's wrong with you these days? I swear ever since your eighteenth birthday you went from the nephew I'm always used to, and have started to act more neurotic. You barely make eye contact with me these days, and when you do...." he trailed off this time.
I subtly held my gaze to the floor, something I did when being chastised by anyone. What do I say? What do I do? "You've been weird too. You jerk off so openly that I end up hearing it. You walk away like nothing happened. Never once apologizing-"
It was the look. It came over Leo's face so quick, flying through the room like a wrecking ball and now setting its sights on me. His eyes held their death glare, but he never looked me directly in the eye.
"I guess there is no such thing as a private moment in this house" turning on his heels, Leo made his way back to his room. "I never said anything to you because I didn't want there to be any awkwardness between us".
I knew immediately after those words were spoken, he'd lock himself in his room, and probably drink himself to sleep. This was the closest thing to a "fight" or arguement Leo and I had ever been in. I wasn't about to let things end on this foul of a note. I had to make it right somehow, and I had to do it now. Swiftly, I bolted after Leo, slipping stealthily past him and his door as it shut with a loud thud behind us both.
"Uh, do I enter your room unannounced?" Leo asked angrily.
However, I was finally realizing he was completely naked in front of me. Everything I saw...I would never forget. Giving myself a well-timed mental shakedown, I focused on speaking. "You're right. Things have changed. You have never been angry with me, or gave me that look before for as long as I've known you. I....I stepped out of line, and I'm sorry" I looked him directly in his glaring green eyes.
His gaze changed. His angry look evaporated in an instant, I assumed it was something I said. "Apology accepted..." Leo trailed off for a minute, lost in a brief moment of thought I guess. "Is it me?"
"What?" I retorted.
"Is the reason you are acting so different because of me?" Leo took a few steps towards me.
Normally, people would take a step back from an angry parent or guardian. I stepped forward, closing the little bit of distance between us.
I had never been this close to Leo before. Our faces inches from each other, I could smell his freshly brushed teeth, and the lingering, subtle scent of his body wash.
Leo, didn't budge. He looked at me for a while. I had half expected him to tell me to get out of his room. Instead, he took one more step closer to me, our noses nearly touching at this point. "Is it me?"
"What makes you think it's you?" I countered.
"Intuition" he countered right back.
It took me a while to find words, the little amount of space between us left me struggling to even breathe. Finally, something just snapped in me. "I hate this" it was such a sudden change in my thoughts that I felt dizzy afterwards, with my face in my left palm I turned away from Leo.. "So, what if it is you? What if I've been carrying this taboo attraction for you? I'm sorry if this is weird for you to hear, but I had to tell you, I'm tired of it eating me up inside-".
Gripping me by both shoulders, Leo turned me to face him. At first he shook his head, then managed to stifle a giggle. It was great I was no longer facing the force of his death stare, but it still kind of pissed me off, leaving me to think he wasn't taking me seriously. "What about me would attract you, k**?"
I'll admit, the urge to be an even bigger smart ass than him did cross my mind. Instead, I decided to be honest, no fuck's given. "You are the closest thing to 'perfection' I know.Your body is a work of art. I could be lost in the green of your eyes for days. When you get angry, others run from your glare. Not me, I get lost in it and imagine you taking my virginity and my innocence. That evening I heard you masturbate-"
Leo's grip tightened around my shoulder before pulling me into a kiss.
The Earth ceased to exist. I could feel the softness of his lips. His hot breath filling my mouth, his tongue suddenly dancing with mine. I had no idea what was going on, I had never thought I'd be in this position before. Now that I was, I let my own instincts take over. I ran my hands down his smooth chest. The feel of muscle, sinew, and his skin sent what felt like flames licking up both of my arms.
Leo's hands made their way down my bare slender torso. He lightly caressed my hips, and stopped at the waistline of my sweatpants.
A tearing sound echoed in his room, and suddenly I felt a cool breeze that wasn't there a moment ago.
The feel of Leo's hands revealed to me it was my pants he was tearing away from, funny though because I never felt a thing until he touched me. A warm flush did fill my face when I reminded myself I had no underwear on.
Finally, Leo pulled away from me so we could both come up for air. His hands gently cupped my face, and with his index finger brushed a loose strand of my blue hair back into its rightful place. "You've never been humble or subtle, have you?" A dazzling smile lit up his face. It was different though....Leo had never looked at me that way before.
"I'll leave being a stick in the mud to you" Leo's hands teasingly made their way to my buttocks.
"I'm full of surprises tonight, you may find yourself mistaken" he struck my left ass cheek.
There was pain at first, but it melted away into pleasure. I was so overwhelmed, I didn't know what to do, or how to feel.
"If you want to stop we can" Leo started to retreat from me.
Out of jerk reaction, I flung myself into him, toppling us on to his bed, myself being on top. "Don't you dare stop".
"This is really taboo you know? What would your parents think?" He was asking legitimate questions. But I wasn't listening. Nor did I want to hear any speech that would try to sway me from this decision. I wanted Leo. I was going to have them. "It doesn't matter what people think, we aren't blood kin, and as for mom and dad, oh well, they're dead".
"Harsh much-" this time, I interrupted him.
Crushing our lips together, I felt him wrap his arms around me. As if trying to pull me closer to him than what the universe would allow. His body fit against mine perfectly, I could feel his strength and stamina through his skin, I could see the wisdom and experience in his eyes when he would look directly at me. "I hope you know, I'm a virgin" I said nearly breathless as I came up for air.
"You've always been safe with me" he pulled me back into his kiss.
I could feel his cock against mine and violently It began to pulse. As our tongues, lips, and hands became more occupied with each other, the harder we both became.
Slowly, I began to trail kisses down his neck, his chest, stomach, all the way to his waist stopping just above his already hard cock. He was monstrously huge, if I had to estimate his size, ten inches at the least. Gently, I touched the he'd of his cock with my tongue, the heat of my breath causing him to fall limp and let out a delicious moan.
Cupping his scrotum in my right hand, I traced the outline of his balls with my tongue, while his thick shaft occupied my left hand.
This time there were more than just moans, I heard Leo whimper. I saw him thrust his hips into the air, felt it even, it was like he was trying to get away from whatever kind of ecstasy I was giving him. "Am I too much for you?" It didn't feel right teasing him. But by this point, the comforts of the "right path" were far behind us.
I trailed my tongue from his balls, up the shaft of his cock, and as I reached the thick head of his member, I took the whole head of his cock into my mouth. He tasted great, not bad, or good, he just tasted like....we like Leo I guess.
"Ah. Fuck yes. Mind your teeth, and slowly work my cock up and down with your mouth" gently Leo placed a single hand on the back of my hand, positioning me where he wanted me on his huge cock.
My first blow job ever, and I was loving it. The slurping sounds my mouth would make now and again, kept me calm, mainly because every time I slurpped, Leo would make that sound that I liked.
After a while I got the hang of sucking his dick. I could feel my mouth conforming with length and arch in his shaft. There was not a place around his groin I did not suckle or pay attention to.
Suddenly, we changed positions. Lifting me by my ass, he flopped me down on his bed, and brought our faces close together once more, just so I could see that piercing look in his eyes. I felt helpless now, prey caught in the predators trap with no where to run. The only thing I was fearing was all the ways he wouldn't devour me.
I felt his mouth trace around my cock and my balls. Similar to the way I did it, but so much better. He took my cock into his mouth, the heat of his breath so moist, and velvety against my gentle flesh that I feared I would come right at that moment.
"Not yet" Leo turned his attention back to me. "I'm supposed to devour your virginity and your innocence, correct?"
My heart was pounding. All I could do was nod my head in approval.
Gripping my ankles tightly, he lifted my feet above my head. Exposing my ass to his gaping jowls, he barreled his tongue into my hole.
I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head. So much pleasure, so much heat between us, every time I thought I'd pass out from the intensity, I'd feel Leo strike one of my ass cheeks, jolting me back to reality if only for a second. It was a while, but I through my head back and gladly let my precious Uncle Leo devour my ass like it would be his last meal.
"Now, you will either like this part, or hate it" he spoke while reaching into his bedside table for what looked like a condom and lube.
I knew he wanted to just lose himself in my ass completely, but I had to smile and admire his restraint to ensure my trust in him.
I brought my ass closer to his thick, throbbing cock and let the tip of the head rest against my entrance. It felt slippery enough to me, and honestly I was done waiting. I grabbed his cock and slipped the head of it inside me. I felt pain, and my anal muscles tightening around his cock in at first what seemed like rejection.
Leo looked surprised. Surprised I took his cock bareback, or surprised I took his cock without anymore foreplay needed.
I felt myself relaxe, and finally managed to slip Leo the rest of the way into my virgin ass.
"Oh fuck! Oh shit! Oh k** you can make a guy get used to this" I felt him push the rest of his cock inside me, all the way to the hilt. It wasn't
for Leo to slowly begin pulling out and pushing in, a rhythm I soon fell into right along with him. I had never done anal before me, I never thought I'd like it, but in the right hands I can be proven wrong. Leo held me in missionary for a wild, enjoying every angle he could thrust inside me.
When he flipped me over doggy style, I felt his cock enter me again, and instead of pain this time, I felt heat, a pooling warmth that slowly began to build within my core. Suddenly, I felt Leo's cock hit a spot within me that was overly sensitive, and left me feeling flushed and intoxicated. Relentlessly he kept hitting that sot over and over, until I felt my climax rising all the way to the tip of my cock. "Uncle Leo" was all I could manage to whimper.
"Cum for me" his voice was low and soft in my ear. His breath tickling my neck. Before I could help myself, I felt my seed begin to gush out of my being. It left me breathless, and limp throughout my entire body.
This time, Leo grabbed me by my arms and restrained them behind my back, allowing my back to arch even further in favor to his cock that he pumped in and out of me.
At first, I was worried I had finally gone numb to everything, my body being rocked by wicked pleasures must've left me to fatigued. Until I felt a distinct pulse in Leo's cock. Slowly, I felt the pulse quicken, along with Leo's breathing. "Oh god! I can't hold this in much longer".
"Give it to me daddy" I through my head back enough to where our gazes would meet and smiled at him. It wasn't long until that beautiful sound only Leo could make rang through our small apartment, and together we fell limp and winded, tangled together just Leo and I.
I didn't feel guilty anymore. Relieved actually. But, life is a bitch, filled with shitty people. Accepting that fact I accepted my role in this taboo. I gladly sold my sole to the devil of my choice. A deal signed in Leo's cum as well as mine, our bodies the pages, our desires the prize.
Moving along with the story, my sobbing tale is, I'm adopted. For the past seven years I have been cared for by my godfather. A dear family friend I came accustomed to calling "Uncle Leo". He was a humble gay man, and always spoke very highly of my mother and father to me. Uncle Leo never made me feel unwanted in his home. Come to think of it, wherever Leo was, was my home.
We lived in a small two-bedroom apartment in the city limits of San Antonio, Texas. It wasn't fancy, but fabulous Uncle Leo made it so. Likely, to insure the place was befit for an eleven-year-old (now eighteen-year-old). Luckily, being a bus-driver for the metropolitan transit payed well, at least enough to where we both could live comfortably.
As I said before, Uncle Leo was a humble man. His tousled mane of shoulder-length, dirty blond hair was usually tied up in a lazy ponytail. His fair, naturally smooth skin, and well-kept body figure would have only been a benefit to his glamour of youth, but after looking into his almost always relaxed gaze and eyes of emerald green, one could easily begin to see the signs of a man in his early forties. Raising a p*****n probably wasn't beneficial to managing the signs of aging, but Leo still managed to take enough care of himself, I often would describe him as "lazily handsome".
Oddly, I envied my godfather. Although he would be too, modest to admit it, he was actually very good looking. It was the eyes I believe, mine were boring and brown. I was a skinny, pale young adult. To be honest, if it weren't for my unnaturaly blue, emo, punk style hairdo I'd be completely lost in a crowd, a mere blip on anyone's GPS. Unlike my uncle, I was anything but humble. My low self-esteem made me want to stand out and be noticed, for the pure satisfaction of hearing an old lady gasp at my appearance, or catching the last bit of a hushed insult from some "manly-man" who probably had in mind my sense of fashion wasn't in conformity with your average male. I could care less, the real reaction I always wanted was one from my overly-chilled Uncle Leo. It was his approval I always sought. Although, I could probably wear fresh roadkill for a scarf and he wouldn't mind.
It was sometimes unnerving being around an individual that had the emotional capacity of a teaspoon.I can only count three times I had ever seen Leo get angry. Usually, it was directed towards some low life he had accidentally wound up in a relationship with. Leo was frightening when angry. That relaxed look in his eyes would become ablaze with a glare that I bet could break glass.
Leo wasn't one to yell, his voice would grow deep and hushed almost when he was angry, as if he were afraid of shattering your soul should he decide to start yelling.
Growing up around Leo was great. But I have to admit, there were parts of him I was afraid to stir and arouse. Yet, these parts of him, these violent, rough, and blood-churning qualities that dwelled beneath his iron surface fascinated me. Which slowly evolved into...arousal.
The sins began, the day I had come home from my shit-job at a local gas station. My car was in the shop, and would be out of commission for a while thanks to an unfortunate yet non-tragic accident on the interstate, so I had to walk to get home. In Texas, it could be two feet from my house, work, anywhere really and the walk already felt like a skip through hell what with the dastardly heat. Sweat dripped down my back, and my muscles screamed for a hot shower then a nap. Locking the front door behind me, I began to hastily walk to my hallway bathroom. Until, something caught my eye.
I couldn't help but notice to my left, Leo's room door was open, and the television was on, and in clear view of anyone that would be standing in the hallway with the intention of snooping. He was watching porn.
Oddly enough, I had never caught my uncle jerking it until now. I couldn't help but stare at his television as the grizzly top drilled some unfortunate bottom boy a new asshole. A warmth started pooling in my groin. I grabbed at my slightly aroused cock. I had never been a fan of gay prom before, but something about this moment felt so wrong that it was right.
A noise sounded from Leo's room so suddenly, a noise I could only describe as Leo's "climax".
It was a delicious sound. Oddly, pleasing to my ears. I wanted to hear it again. Suddenly, the thought crossed my mind of me being the one that would cause Leo to make that sound. A shiver of delight danced throughout my body.
I heard Leo get out of bed, he'd be in the hallway in seconds and would have realized I'd been here the whole time, and would see me grabbing at my shaft which had engorged to a full-on erection by now. I did my best to make a bee-line for my bathroom, but alas Leo was too quick for me. My heart sank into my stomach.
I wasn't looking at him, but I could feel his eyes on my back. He said nothing, he walked right by me as if nothing had happened.
I wanted to say something. But, I stopped myself. Casually, I entered my bathroom, the sound of Leo's orgasm tickling not only the part of my brain that felt at odds with the whole situation, but also some deep primitive desire to be the bottom boy that he would ecstatically rip a new asshole into.
After my shower, a snack, and a cigarette, I had made my way to the confines of my bedroom.
Leo had been in his room the whole evening. Only coming out maybe once or twice to get himself a cold drink.
I could feel some kind of tension in the air between us. I mean, he outright caught me listening to him masturbate. At the same time, I never made it a point to bring it up. I wanted to forget what I heard, but loudly it played in my mind like a song you constantly want stuck on repeat. I flopped into my bed back-first. Desperately, I tried to clear my mind. To no avail, all I could hear was my godfather's unique cry of ecstasy. Before I knew it, I was stroking my already throbbing cock. And, the more I willed my senses to be overwhelmed by heated thoughts of my foster parent, and the taboo nature of it all, the more aroused I got.
I removed my pants and my boxers and began to dry-stroke the sensitive flesh of my shaft, finally giving in to my guilty pleasures. Slow at first, but then my imagination became distorted and instead of me jerking myself off, I saw Leo doing it for me. I imagined him looking at me in that angered stare I feared so much, I felt him shattering my soul, and with it my innocence....and I liked it.
Unbeknownst to me, I was stroking my aching cock harder, and even more faster now. I reached over to my bedside table and grabbed my jar of petroleum jelly that I kept in reach for times when I would jerk off. Lubricating my index and middle finger, I thought myself to be completely lost in the bliss of the moment, and I began to lightly tease the outside rim of my hole. The feel of my body's retreat at the foreign sensations snapped me out of my fantasy. I layed there on my bed, staring at my ceiling in confusion, arousal, and dismay. "What is happening to me?" I asked aloud in a combination of words and a hefty sigh.
My erection began to slowly dissipate. Reluctantly, I reached for my pants and slipped them over my still slightly stiff member. Remaining on my bed, I stared at the ceiling, wondering what would happen if anyone were to find out these forbidden feelings within me. What would my parents think? I forced the thought out of my mind as quickly as it had slithered its way into my frontal lobe. I was becoming my own worst enemy.
As the night progressed into the later hours. I found myself completely incapable of sleep. I went to the kitchen for another soda. I stood silently in front of the fridge for a moment. Hoping the cold air would ease this fever I could not seem to shake. So does this mean I'm gay? I thought to myself. Leo's not blood kin technically, but still, is what I'm feeling right?
More than likely, I would've stood in front of the fridge all night long pondering those questions. But a familiar voice sounded from the living room. "Hey k**, the game is on, wanna watch it with me?" I heard Leo flop into his designated recliner, and shortly after the sound of a basketball game that would surely be uneventful. Normally, I would've kindly said "no" but I found myself taking a seat in the love seat just about six inches to the right of his recliner.
Leo looked relaxed. He was wearing only boxers. There was a slight flush to his cheeks, which lead me to believe he must have had a drink of two, but from the sound of his voice he was still sober. Being this close to him, I could see the muscles on his body more clearly. My eyes traced every contour I could find. I could see the rise and fall of his body as he took a breath. I took notice of his lips, they were full, and intoxicating, and his the most pearly white teeth I had ever seen on any man. His hair was slightly damp and in its usual ponytail. He must have taken a shower already.
Abruptly, I stood up, refusing to let my brain go further into the bowels of my own personal gutter. Poise was never my strong suit, I had forgotten about the soda in my hand along with my two left feet. Before I knew it, I had accidentally drenched Leo with cold brown soda. Registering what had just happened, I managed to hold in my laughter.
"Really c***d?" Leo asked. Frustrated, he gave me a little love tap on the shoulder, and began to make his way towards his room, where I had assumed he was going to shower.
Glancing at the television, I saw the game was still playing, and reacted "wait" I ran to the kitchen for a small towel. With haste I made my way to Leo's side and started patting him dry.
"I'm good, I'll shower....again" he took the towel I had fetched with him. This time, closing his bedroom door behind him.
Leo didn't spend much time in the shower, maybe five minutes at the very most.
But for me, it felt like five hours. I had to say something, do something, anything to give myself some kind of relief from this tension I was clearly creating for myself.
I heard Leo exit his room, the door making a silent click just as he turned the corner into the living room. He was wearing nothing but a towel. His body was still slightly damp from his shower, and I watched in spell-bound silence as a few drops of water trickled down his bare chest, and into the spot where his towel hid his groin.
I wonder how big he is?
Does he smell good down there?
Is it hairless like the rest of him?
Is he circumcised?
It was a bombardment of thoughts pounding into my waking thoughts all at once. I must've been staring too long, because Leo locked eyes with me finally, and a concerned look began to churn behind his green eyes. "Do I have something on me?"
"What-huh?" Panic bubbled just behind my lips.
Something else caught his eye, because Leo's eyes made there way to my groin.
Surprisingly, I never even noticed I had an erection. Now that Leo saw it, I felt it. "Uh..." may sentenced trailed off, I rattled my brain for words. Unfortunately, there was gonna be no way out of this.
"What's wrong with you these days? I swear ever since your eighteenth birthday you went from the nephew I'm always used to, and have started to act more neurotic. You barely make eye contact with me these days, and when you do...." he trailed off this time.
I subtly held my gaze to the floor, something I did when being chastised by anyone. What do I say? What do I do? "You've been weird too. You jerk off so openly that I end up hearing it. You walk away like nothing happened. Never once apologizing-"
It was the look. It came over Leo's face so quick, flying through the room like a wrecking ball and now setting its sights on me. His eyes held their death glare, but he never looked me directly in the eye.
"I guess there is no such thing as a private moment in this house" turning on his heels, Leo made his way back to his room. "I never said anything to you because I didn't want there to be any awkwardness between us".
I knew immediately after those words were spoken, he'd lock himself in his room, and probably drink himself to sleep. This was the closest thing to a "fight" or arguement Leo and I had ever been in. I wasn't about to let things end on this foul of a note. I had to make it right somehow, and I had to do it now. Swiftly, I bolted after Leo, slipping stealthily past him and his door as it shut with a loud thud behind us both.
"Uh, do I enter your room unannounced?" Leo asked angrily.
However, I was finally realizing he was completely naked in front of me. Everything I saw...I would never forget. Giving myself a well-timed mental shakedown, I focused on speaking. "You're right. Things have changed. You have never been angry with me, or gave me that look before for as long as I've known you. I....I stepped out of line, and I'm sorry" I looked him directly in his glaring green eyes.
His gaze changed. His angry look evaporated in an instant, I assumed it was something I said. "Apology accepted..." Leo trailed off for a minute, lost in a brief moment of thought I guess. "Is it me?"
"What?" I retorted.
"Is the reason you are acting so different because of me?" Leo took a few steps towards me.
Normally, people would take a step back from an angry parent or guardian. I stepped forward, closing the little bit of distance between us.
I had never been this close to Leo before. Our faces inches from each other, I could smell his freshly brushed teeth, and the lingering, subtle scent of his body wash.
Leo, didn't budge. He looked at me for a while. I had half expected him to tell me to get out of his room. Instead, he took one more step closer to me, our noses nearly touching at this point. "Is it me?"
"What makes you think it's you?" I countered.
"Intuition" he countered right back.
It took me a while to find words, the little amount of space between us left me struggling to even breathe. Finally, something just snapped in me. "I hate this" it was such a sudden change in my thoughts that I felt dizzy afterwards, with my face in my left palm I turned away from Leo.. "So, what if it is you? What if I've been carrying this taboo attraction for you? I'm sorry if this is weird for you to hear, but I had to tell you, I'm tired of it eating me up inside-".
Gripping me by both shoulders, Leo turned me to face him. At first he shook his head, then managed to stifle a giggle. It was great I was no longer facing the force of his death stare, but it still kind of pissed me off, leaving me to think he wasn't taking me seriously. "What about me would attract you, k**?"
I'll admit, the urge to be an even bigger smart ass than him did cross my mind. Instead, I decided to be honest, no fuck's given. "You are the closest thing to 'perfection' I know.Your body is a work of art. I could be lost in the green of your eyes for days. When you get angry, others run from your glare. Not me, I get lost in it and imagine you taking my virginity and my innocence. That evening I heard you masturbate-"
Leo's grip tightened around my shoulder before pulling me into a kiss.
The Earth ceased to exist. I could feel the softness of his lips. His hot breath filling my mouth, his tongue suddenly dancing with mine. I had no idea what was going on, I had never thought I'd be in this position before. Now that I was, I let my own instincts take over. I ran my hands down his smooth chest. The feel of muscle, sinew, and his skin sent what felt like flames licking up both of my arms.
Leo's hands made their way down my bare slender torso. He lightly caressed my hips, and stopped at the waistline of my sweatpants.
A tearing sound echoed in his room, and suddenly I felt a cool breeze that wasn't there a moment ago.
The feel of Leo's hands revealed to me it was my pants he was tearing away from, funny though because I never felt a thing until he touched me. A warm flush did fill my face when I reminded myself I had no underwear on.
Finally, Leo pulled away from me so we could both come up for air. His hands gently cupped my face, and with his index finger brushed a loose strand of my blue hair back into its rightful place. "You've never been humble or subtle, have you?" A dazzling smile lit up his face. It was different though....Leo had never looked at me that way before.
"I'll leave being a stick in the mud to you" Leo's hands teasingly made their way to my buttocks.
"I'm full of surprises tonight, you may find yourself mistaken" he struck my left ass cheek.
There was pain at first, but it melted away into pleasure. I was so overwhelmed, I didn't know what to do, or how to feel.
"If you want to stop we can" Leo started to retreat from me.
Out of jerk reaction, I flung myself into him, toppling us on to his bed, myself being on top. "Don't you dare stop".
"This is really taboo you know? What would your parents think?" He was asking legitimate questions. But I wasn't listening. Nor did I want to hear any speech that would try to sway me from this decision. I wanted Leo. I was going to have them. "It doesn't matter what people think, we aren't blood kin, and as for mom and dad, oh well, they're dead".
"Harsh much-" this time, I interrupted him.
Crushing our lips together, I felt him wrap his arms around me. As if trying to pull me closer to him than what the universe would allow. His body fit against mine perfectly, I could feel his strength and stamina through his skin, I could see the wisdom and experience in his eyes when he would look directly at me. "I hope you know, I'm a virgin" I said nearly breathless as I came up for air.
"You've always been safe with me" he pulled me back into his kiss.
I could feel his cock against mine and violently It began to pulse. As our tongues, lips, and hands became more occupied with each other, the harder we both became.
Slowly, I began to trail kisses down his neck, his chest, stomach, all the way to his waist stopping just above his already hard cock. He was monstrously huge, if I had to estimate his size, ten inches at the least. Gently, I touched the he'd of his cock with my tongue, the heat of my breath causing him to fall limp and let out a delicious moan.
Cupping his scrotum in my right hand, I traced the outline of his balls with my tongue, while his thick shaft occupied my left hand.
This time there were more than just moans, I heard Leo whimper. I saw him thrust his hips into the air, felt it even, it was like he was trying to get away from whatever kind of ecstasy I was giving him. "Am I too much for you?" It didn't feel right teasing him. But by this point, the comforts of the "right path" were far behind us.
I trailed my tongue from his balls, up the shaft of his cock, and as I reached the thick head of his member, I took the whole head of his cock into my mouth. He tasted great, not bad, or good, he just tasted like....we like Leo I guess.
"Ah. Fuck yes. Mind your teeth, and slowly work my cock up and down with your mouth" gently Leo placed a single hand on the back of my hand, positioning me where he wanted me on his huge cock.
My first blow job ever, and I was loving it. The slurping sounds my mouth would make now and again, kept me calm, mainly because every time I slurpped, Leo would make that sound that I liked.
After a while I got the hang of sucking his dick. I could feel my mouth conforming with length and arch in his shaft. There was not a place around his groin I did not suckle or pay attention to.
Suddenly, we changed positions. Lifting me by my ass, he flopped me down on his bed, and brought our faces close together once more, just so I could see that piercing look in his eyes. I felt helpless now, prey caught in the predators trap with no where to run. The only thing I was fearing was all the ways he wouldn't devour me.
I felt his mouth trace around my cock and my balls. Similar to the way I did it, but so much better. He took my cock into his mouth, the heat of his breath so moist, and velvety against my gentle flesh that I feared I would come right at that moment.
"Not yet" Leo turned his attention back to me. "I'm supposed to devour your virginity and your innocence, correct?"
My heart was pounding. All I could do was nod my head in approval.
Gripping my ankles tightly, he lifted my feet above my head. Exposing my ass to his gaping jowls, he barreled his tongue into my hole.
I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head. So much pleasure, so much heat between us, every time I thought I'd pass out from the intensity, I'd feel Leo strike one of my ass cheeks, jolting me back to reality if only for a second. It was a while, but I through my head back and gladly let my precious Uncle Leo devour my ass like it would be his last meal.
"Now, you will either like this part, or hate it" he spoke while reaching into his bedside table for what looked like a condom and lube.
I knew he wanted to just lose himself in my ass completely, but I had to smile and admire his restraint to ensure my trust in him.
I brought my ass closer to his thick, throbbing cock and let the tip of the head rest against my entrance. It felt slippery enough to me, and honestly I was done waiting. I grabbed his cock and slipped the head of it inside me. I felt pain, and my anal muscles tightening around his cock in at first what seemed like rejection.
Leo looked surprised. Surprised I took his cock bareback, or surprised I took his cock without anymore foreplay needed.
I felt myself relaxe, and finally managed to slip Leo the rest of the way into my virgin ass.
"Oh fuck! Oh shit! Oh k** you can make a guy get used to this" I felt him push the rest of his cock inside me, all the way to the hilt. It wasn't
for Leo to slowly begin pulling out and pushing in, a rhythm I soon fell into right along with him. I had never done anal before me, I never thought I'd like it, but in the right hands I can be proven wrong. Leo held me in missionary for a wild, enjoying every angle he could thrust inside me.
When he flipped me over doggy style, I felt his cock enter me again, and instead of pain this time, I felt heat, a pooling warmth that slowly began to build within my core. Suddenly, I felt Leo's cock hit a spot within me that was overly sensitive, and left me feeling flushed and intoxicated. Relentlessly he kept hitting that sot over and over, until I felt my climax rising all the way to the tip of my cock. "Uncle Leo" was all I could manage to whimper.
"Cum for me" his voice was low and soft in my ear. His breath tickling my neck. Before I could help myself, I felt my seed begin to gush out of my being. It left me breathless, and limp throughout my entire body.
This time, Leo grabbed me by my arms and restrained them behind my back, allowing my back to arch even further in favor to his cock that he pumped in and out of me.
At first, I was worried I had finally gone numb to everything, my body being rocked by wicked pleasures must've left me to fatigued. Until I felt a distinct pulse in Leo's cock. Slowly, I felt the pulse quicken, along with Leo's breathing. "Oh god! I can't hold this in much longer".
"Give it to me daddy" I through my head back enough to where our gazes would meet and smiled at him. It wasn't long until that beautiful sound only Leo could make rang through our small apartment, and together we fell limp and winded, tangled together just Leo and I.
I didn't feel guilty anymore. Relieved actually. But, life is a bitch, filled with shitty people. Accepting that fact I accepted my role in this taboo. I gladly sold my sole to the devil of my choice. A deal signed in Leo's cum as well as mine, our bodies the pages, our desires the prize.
Dottie
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