Author's Note: All characters in the story engaged in sexual acts are at least 18 years of age. The following erotica contains incest content. You have been warned. Enjoy. :-)
Do comment below and let me know if you like it. Don't be too harsh as it is my first story. Let's dive in.
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The alarm clock has got to be the worst invention of mankind. Seven a.m. I dragged myself out of the bed and hopped into the shower. I really needed to hurry for the morning's shift at work.
My uncle's girlfriend's shrill screams of pleasure certainly did not help reduce my morning wood.
Fuck it.
I leaned against the wall and touched my hard dick. The moans from the adjacent bedroom intensified. I closed my eyes and started pumping, slowly at first and then furiously. My breathing became shallow as I pictured myself in place of my uncle's girlfriend, receiving his dark meat. Orgasm rippled through my body like a hurricane. Yeah, it didn't take long. My uncle had that effect on me.
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My name is Kaleb and I am eighteen y/o. I am an Anglo-Indian who recently moved to Mumbai. My Indian father and half-Bristish mother were more than happy when my paternal uncle offered that he would let me live at his place and get me a part-time job at the local gym he owned so that I didn't have to commute 3 hours daily from college to my parents' house.
As I stood at the reception of the gym, I wondered when Uncle Milind would turn up. He was also an instructor in addition to owning the place. I hoped he'd come in late, after I left for college. I didn't wanna run into him and get another hard-on for the rest of the day.
No such luck.
He walked in with that sexy walk of his. He had a couple days worth beard and honestly that made him look sexier. His black hair was sprinkled with some grays here and there. He has the most beautiful coffee-colored skin. He was pretty well-built over 6 feet tall. He had a very great body for someone who was 49. That wasn't a surprise, doing what he does.
He came towards the reception area and told me that I could leave for class and that he'd take over. I almost ran out of the building then.
For those of you wondering why did I get so weird around him, I'll explain. Being gay is a
very
big deal in India and I obviously hadn't come out to anyone. On top of that, having the hots for my uncle did not help matters much either.
The result was that I ended up masturbating more than thrice daily for the last couple of months I'd been living with him. I never really thought anything would actually happen between us as he was obviously straight and I am his nephew, after all. That is, until something did happen.
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I consider myself an average-looking guy. I am 5' 8", have inherited my mother's European blue eyes and my father's dark hair. I am not too much into sports except for swimming and tennis but those are both idle hobbies. But girls seem to really like my boyishly cute, fair face. However, I've never had a girlfriend and am a virgin. Sometimes I even wonder if I should just get a girlfriend if only to lose my virginity. But then I doubt if I'd be able to get it up for a girl.
Coming back to the story, that evening I returned from college to work the evening shift at the gym. The evening went pretty much like every other. I sat at the reception helping people when they asked for it and ogling hot men in workout gear when I wasn't working.
At about eleven in the night which is usually our closing time, the last of the gym rats left. Uncle Milind was in his office and I walked over to tell him that the gym was empty and we could not close and leave. As I stood outside the door, I could hear the faint moaning sounds that I knew all too well. The door to Milind's office was slightly ajar. The table and chair were placed in such a way that I had a clear view of my uncle beating off. He had his gray shorts down to his knees and was wearing his gym vest. He had earphones on and was obviously watching a porno on his smartphone.
It was like the ultimate fantasy for me. Watching my uncle's cock in person. He was uncircumcised(as are most Indian men). He was pumping in no hurry and I loved the way his foreskin closed over his slit at each stroke. I was hard enough to cut diamonds with my dick. I started rubbing my penis over the fabric of my pants. Hearing him fuck his girlfriend every morning was a different thing and watching him jacking off in his office was another. My eyes were glued to his dark meat like a moth is drawn to a flame. I was mesmerized by the sight of my father's older brother pumping his cock in his office.
