The Wilder Kinkier Things

Disclaimer: Im about to talk about incestuous acts, so if you don’t like it, this isn’t for you to read.

For those wondering: yes this is 100% true

For a long as I could remember, my family always joked/theorized my uncle was gay after two fail marriages and because of his flamboyant nature. I admit ever since i was younger, i was more attracted to boys older than me. Then when i learned what a DILF was, i knew that was an ideal man for me.

It was only until recently when I considered being attracted to my uncle. I always fantasized a father and son type relationship and I tried getting off to my dad before, but I couldn’t find myself to be turned on by my own father. I figured if the family theory is right, I might possibly have the chance to fill out my wildest fantasies instead with my uncle. He lives out of state so I see him probably two to three times a year if I’m lucky. He has a girlfriend but I know those two aren’t fuckin and he’s horny as fuck. So I took it upon myself to try and find a way to suck his cock.

I decided I would take a very short approach to get his attention and I still am. I decided that each time he visits me, I’ll purposely find a way for him to see me naked. I first did this when he was out late at night. I got fully naked and laid on the living room couch and covered myself in a blanket. However, i laid down on my stomach and pulled away the blanket so much so that my back and bare ass pointed up in the air. I faced away from him so it looked more obvious i was sleeping (and to give more attention to my ass). I heard the keys dangling in the door so i turned off the lights and pretended I was asleep. He has to walk through the living room to get to the guest bedroom so he was bound to notice me at one point, but it was like 2 am and pitch black. My heart pounded in my chest and i pretended to sleep, i even poked my ass a little more out so i could expose my hole. I heard him shuffle past me: nothing. I stayed put. He’d have to walk back through the room if he wanted to use the bathroom, which he was going to do. I opened my eyes and even in the darkness i saw the light in the guest bedroom go on. Perfect. Even tho his bedroom was away from the living room, if he left the door open there would be enough light to show me on the couch. And that’s what he did. He walked by, oblivious again and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and i briefly saw him in his underwear. When he came back was when he finally noticed me. He walked into the living room and stopped a bit. I think he was trying to figure out if it was my ass or my brothers ass he was looking at so he got closer. I was so nervous but at the same time under the blanket I was dripping in precum. He called out my name. I didn’t respond, continuing my “sleep.” When he got close enough to notice it was me, i could tell he was getting a good look of my ass. Then he chuckled one of those dad type chuckles and went back to his room.

After that visit, i got more daring. If he didn’t notice me on the couch (sometimes he left the light off so it was too dark to see me) I would wait until he went to sleep. Then carefully without making any sound I would sneak into the guest bedroom. Inside the guest bedroom is a couch facing the bed. This actually was my usual spot to jerk off in anyways. I would lay on it slowly, fully nude and just go at it with him sleeping 6 feet away. If he opened his eyes at all he would just see me sprawled out pumping away at my cock. Everytime I did it, he never woke up unfortunately.

Last time he visited was the most raunchiest I’ve ever been. Every night when he was away I went through his luggage until I found a pair of used underwear. I’d sit on the bed and wear it over my face so I could inhale his scent while I masturbated. Sometimes I even would put it on and jerk off in it, but i would never cum on it Incase he noticed when i put them back. However, on his last two nights of his stay I couldn’t take it anymore. I crept into his room the second to last night as he was sleeping. For a half hour i went through his luggage so quietly and methodically until I found a pair of black used underwear. I proceeded to cover it in two loads, soaking it wet. I got scared because there was so much cum on it, i cleaned off most of it and put it back. The day after, his last day, I said to myself “who gives a fuck he won’t see until he’s back home doing the laundry” so that night i went though his stuff again, this time i pulled out something else i never noticed before: a handkerchief. It was clean too. I didn’t know if it was used to hold something of his or what but the possibility that it was his newly cleaned cum rag turned me on. I wrapped it around my cock like it was a condom and I jerked off like it was a cum sock. It didn’t take long for me to fill it with not one but two loads, i was immensely horny. I looked at my load that was dripping off the handkerchief and i felt myself smiling michesively. Then, without even cleaning it i rolled it up and stuffed it back in his suitcase. I know for sure that by the time he got off his flight and back home the handkerchief was still damp with my cum, however i never know if he found out if it was.