Incest gay story of getting fucked hard by uncle: 6
Family incest story: Rishi and I fucked one more time last night, but this time he was very gentle with me. Humping me with slow strokes and being more romantic about all this. I think Rishi got two personalities and he likes to switch between them but I kinda dig his wilder tone more.
I woke up around 6 while Rishi was still asleep next to me. I needed some space to relax so I got out of the room and lied down on the couch. I got woke up again in a few hours and saw something unexpected. The dining table was in front of the couch and uncle Ramesh was sitting on a chair and Rishi was in front of him sucking his cock.
I remember uncle Ramesh saying that Rishi used to help him with his cock condition when I wasn’t here. Seeing the sight of it even my cock got erect and hard for every first time.
I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep again until they both were finished. I didn’t want to disturb them in between. I woke up to see both of them working in the kitchen, yawning and stretching my hands I said, “Good Morning!”, they both replied in unison, “Good Morning Karan!”.
I took my towel and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. While I was under the shower, I was thinking about what I just saw. The images of Rishi blowing uncle Ramesh was coming into my mind and my cock got hard again.
I started stroking it as I have been doing with the others. Initially, I didn’t felt much but as I increased the pace of stroking, a new good feeling was running in my body and I was imagining myself in between both of them and kissing them.
The sexy imagination of both of them making love to me was escalating the feel-good sensation running in my body. Last night Rishi cleaned the remaining of his cum with his underwear and I saw that underwear tossed in the laundry basket in the bathroom. My hand just rushed to it and I grabbed it out of the basket and was rubbing it against my face.
It still smelled like Rishi, the cum patches were gone dry and white. The smell was rushing a surge of hormones in my body. My own cock was drooling with pre-cum and it helped up as a lube. I was about to reach the climax and all of sudden a very overwhelming sensation took hold over my body.
My whole body felt numb with pleasure, my eyes crossed and the sticky white substance, my cum was now spread all over the front wall of the bathroom.
I rested my one hand on the wall in front to take support while I was still smelling Rishi’s undie with the other and took a few deep breaths. I was feeling very weak on my knees. As soon as I came, the pleasure got turned into guilt. I was feeling very horrible for doing that to myself.
Do all of them felt that horrible when I helped them with their cocks? But as I recall each of them was very much satisfied, I thought I need to talked uncle Ramesh about it.
After brunch, we all went out sightseeing and both of them were very nice to me, I had a great day and it was night by the time we came back all very tired. I was waiting in uncle Ramesh’s room for him to come so that we can sleep.
I will talk to him now, I thought.
He came but didn’t stay much longer, he grabbed a few things from his drawer in the wardrobe, “Karan, I will be crashing over in Rishi’s room tonight we have…. so college work to do”, and he left from the room.
I laid down to sleep but after some time I was hearing a moan coming from Rishi’s room and I thought it was uncle Ramesh’s. I got out of my room and came closer to Rishi’s door. Uncle Ramesh was saying,
“Fuck me, Daddy! Ahhhh”
“Spank that ass and make me your bitch”
I was sure they both were fucking and I realized it was a very normal thing that friends help out each other with, I will like to go and try this with my friends when I get back home.
I got back into my room and plugged on my earphones to sleep.
The next day was like any other except it wasn’t hurting in my ass this time. I woke up alone in the bed, as uncle Ramesh spent last night in Rishi’s room. I decided to get ready, after a shower when I checked my wardrobe all my clothes were gone. I looked around but none of it was around.
The towel was still wrapped around my waist, I went into the living room and there was both uncle Ramesh Rishi having their breakfast. I asked, “Uncle Ramesh, I can’t find any of my clothes. Have you shifted them somewhere?”, they both looked at each other and asked me to sit on the chair between them.
Uncle Ramesh said, “Karan, last night Rishi and I had a talk about you”, they both looked at each other with a grin. Rishi continued, “And we concluded that you are enjoying helping us with our cock situation. Are we right?”. Rishi tilted his head slightly asking me to answer.
I said, “Well…yah, yes I like help you out with your condition”, I don’t know why but I started blushing. They gave a small laugh and uncle Ramesh started rubbing his hands between my thighs, “Don’t worry you can tell us how you feel”.
With blood still rushing through my cheeks, “I actually enjoy it a lot, especially when you use my asshole for helping with the condition”, I thought it was the right time to tell them about what happened with me yesterday, “Also uncle Ramesh I wanted to talk about something”.
“Yesterday when I was in shower……” I cannot tell them that I was thinking about them, “I too got the condition”. They both looked at me with slightly raised eyebrows and that made me blush even more. “Yes, and I thought to stroke it as you have taught me and when I reached climax I felt such a pleasure that I have never felt before”.
Thinking about all this, my cock got hard again and it was poking out of the end of the towel. I wasn’t big like Rishi but was more comparable to uncle Ramesh’s about 7 inches.
Uncle Ramesh reached his hands more towards my thighs and I felt his hand on my cock, “Ah! I caught the devil, see Rishi”. Uncle Ramesh removed my towel and was stroking my cock. Seeing this Rishi was rubbing his hands over his crotch.
Unexpectedly uncle Ramesh got on his knees and widened my legs. Resting both his hands on my thighs he spat on my cock and started stroking it, “I think it is my turn to help you out Karan”, with that uncle Ramesh started blowing my cock.
This was much better than stroking me, my cock was all wet and this feeling was more enjoyable. I was not able to move as my cheeks were so red as if I had a fever. Rishi pulled out his cock, that thing was a monster compared to mine.
He was stroking himself while recording my and uncle Ramesh’s video on his phone. I was not in my senses or else I would have asked him not to record it.
After some time, I curled my toes and came. Uncle Ramesh grabbed the towel to clean my cum and sat back on his chair, he asked, “So, how did it feel Karan”. My head was down in embarrassment.
Rishi placed his cock back in his pants and pulled out a gift parcel from behind his chair, “Here you go Karan, this might cheer up your mood”.
Family incest story of uncle’s twinky helper
I was sitting naked there with just my towel somewhat covering my crotch area. I opened the parcel and it was filled with underwear and different accessories.
Some were jockstrap in vibrant colors and some underwear was made out of lace and I didn’t recognize the other things. There were also different bow ties, collars, bunny headbands, etc.
I gave both of them a confused look. Uncle Ramesh broke the silence, “Karan, you know the heat is rising up these days and we wanted to be comfortable in the house. So I packed your clothes and you can were them from now on”. He indicated towards the parcel.
I have never worn any such things, Rishi pulled our two items from the parcel. A jockstrap in red color with white band and a matching red bowtie, he said, “Why don’t you try this today?”.
I nodded and started dressing in front of them. The outfit was making me feel a bit sexier and I felt confident wearing it. Rishi pulled out his phone again and started clicking pictures of mine.
I don’t know what were their intentions with me but they looked like two hungry wolves and I was their sheep.
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