Smashwords

I slowly woke up and felt utterly content and completely at peace. My nose was buried in Cody’s hair, his smooth naked back was pressed against my hairy naked front, and my cock was still buried in his ass. We’d fallen asleep post-fucking last night before I could pull out to clean up and, well, things just stayed where they were.

And now with it being morning, I had a major hard-on. I ran my hand down Cody’s shoulder and upper arm and kissed the back of his neck.

“Mmm…” he moaned, then quarter-rolled back to glance at me over his shoulder. “Good morning, Uncle Bruce.”

I still couldn’t believe my luck. I had reluctantly taken Sarah’s son in—my nephew—to hopefully help him sort out his life and get started out as an adult. It had been rough at first with him being a little dickwad that moped all day and jerked all night.

But then there was that fateful day where boundaries had been crossed. I fucked my nephew. I fucked him hard. And he wanted more.

Since then, we’d fucked and sucked over and over again in all sorts of places—at home, at work, outside, in my truck—and, if anything, that fire of lust never burned out. Instead, it had only grown and something I could only describe as love had started to infuse it all.

Even when he was being a brat, I loved him and desired him.

“Good morning, boy,” I murmured back to him. I kissed his neck again and then nibbled at his earlobe, making him gasp.

He reached back between us and wrapped his dainty fingers around the girthy base of my cock, as if confirming what he felt in his ass. He brought that hand back to his mouth and spit in it, then used that spit to slick up what he could reach of my dick.

“You sure you want it?” I asked him. The part of be buried inside of him wasn’t lubed at all. “It’ll be a bit dry.”

“Just go slow,” he said, voice full of lust, “and add spit now and then.”

I nudged an arm underneath him and draped the other arm overtop him, hugging my much smaller nephew against my broad, muscular frame. From there, we worked as one, the way that only two lovers who share a soul can do. We slowly eased my cock deeper into his ass, and whenever I withdrew it, I slathered more spit on the shaft, then shoved back inside to slowly lube up his chute.

“Uncle Bruce…” Cody moaned. I loved the way he said my name when he was getting it good.

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“Stop humping me,” I growled.

Cody—my bratty and insatiably horny nephew—was standing far too close to me at the sales desk at my auto junkyard. He was pretending to be casual, but he kept brushing his caged dick against the side of my leg, and if he got a particularly good rub, he would let out a soft groan.

Locking him in chastity had been something I’d done out of frustration a couple weeks ago. I’d discovered that he was far hornier than I had ever thought possible; our regular and frequent fuckings where I would pound his tight little boy-hole were nowhere near enough to satiate his libido. To counter that, I had locked his dick in chastity. I knew there was a real solid risk of him becoming even hornier by being denied orgasm, and of fucking course that was the case.

And so right now, at work, he was humping my leg like a dog in heat.

“Uncle Bruce…” Cody moaned.

I rolled my eyes and then turned to look at him. He looked pitiful, like a junkie in need of a fix. And that fix was my cock.

But as much as he looked like a slut in desperate need of a good dicking, I also saw my nephew, the young man I had so totally and completely fallen head over heels for. We were fucking constantly, at least four times a day, but my feelings for this boy were moving beyond just lust and I didn’t know what to do with that. It’s not like we could ever be together in that way.

He pouted, pushing out that sultry lower lip, the one that looked so good when it was wrapped around my fat cock. Fuck, I was getting hard. Cody obviously knew because he leaned forward with his pelvis and rubbed his caged nubbin against my rock hard erection.

“I need your big dick,” he moaned.

“Not now,” I scolded him. About ten minutes ago, some guy I didn’t recognize had wandered past this little office building and into the junkyard. “There’s a customer on premises. He could walk in at any moment.”

“Or he could be another twenty minutes,” Cody said. He reached for my crotch and grabbed my shaft through the layers of clothing.

Before I could protest further, Cody sunk to his knees in front of me and started undoing my fly. I should have told him no, but he knew as well as I did that I lost all sense of control when my lust took over. And he knew how to kick-start my lust in seconds.

“Fuck,” I moaned as I rolled my eyes toward the windows set in the wall opposite us. There was no sign of the customer in the yard, or any other customers for that matter. Maybe we could have a few minutes of fun…after all, it would help him last until after we closed up and headed home.

When I looked back down in front of me, I saw that Cody already had my hard dick out and he was stroking it. He looked up at me with those big, beautiful eyes, and then he wrapped those gorgeous lips around my shaft and eagerly started sucking me.

Smashwords

I turned the cold water on to full blast. He struggled to get out, but I held him in there. He eventually stopped struggling and gave in, letting me do what I wanted. He looked defeated.

His cock softened and then shriveled from the cold. I turned off the shower and took the chastity device from his hand and got on my knees in front of him. He stood there—still and stoic—as I hooked the plastic loop around the base of his cock and balls, and then assembled the device so his shriveled boy-dick was encased in plastic. To top it all off, I locked the padlock.

I sat back on my heels, admiring it. Looking up at him, I said, “It looks gorgeous on you. It’s perfect.”

He looked down at his caged dick and there was a glimmer in his eyes. Though he appeared defeated and perhaps depressed, I saw the spark of sexual excitement firing within him. He’d probably seen such things on porn and a part of him was curious. Now he was living the real thing.

I stood up and held the keys tight in my hand. “Come on,” I said, “let’s celebrate this.”

“Celebrate how?” he asked.

I reached behind him and stroked his crack, running my fingers over his tight hole. “I can think of a way.”

He made an mmfph sound that clearly signaled his desire. Fucking slut was horny again. I chuckled inwardly—I’d better get used to this because with his dick off limits until further notice, this boy would soon be hornier than he’s ever been before.

I leaned in and kissed along his neck until I reached his ear, then I nibbled on his earlobe. “Turn around,” I whispered.

Immediately, he did so. I pushed on his shoulders and he bent over, holding onto the shower’s grab bar for support. I stepped back a bit to look at his perfect body and his gorgeous ass. Already I was rock hard and I was aching to spew my load in his guts.

“Fuck me,” he begged, half moan, half whimper.

I spat in my hand and brought those slickened fingers to his ass, rubbing his knotted flesh. Despite being balls deep in there too many times to count over the last few days and despite him shoving that giant orange dildo in there, he was always surprisingly tight when I first touched him. But it didn’t take long to work a finger in and follow it up with a second and a third. He might always be tight to start with, but he was always quick to loosen up. He was born to bottom.

Spitting in my hand again, I slicked up my cock.

“You ready for this, boy?” I growled.

“Fuck me, Uncle Bruce. Fuck me.”

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I slid my key into the lock and let myself into the building. Cody wasn’t where I expected him to be; the door opens to the front lobby area with the counter and the cash register. I had fully expected him to be sitting back with his feet up on the counter, playing some game on his phone.

Something wasn’t right, but I couldn’t put my finger on it.

I carefully and quietly closed the door and then paused and held my breath, listening for any sound that would indicate where Cody was or even whatever it was that was setting off my spidey-sense. In that moment of utter silence I heard what sounded like the softest of moans.

What a fucking cunt, I thought. Being a guy, I knew what that moan was. Cody was close to orgasm. The boy had closed down the place so he could jerk off. Sympathy for him was now out the window.

I considered storming into the back office where the moan came from, but if I did that, he’d pull up his pants so fast that I wouldn’t catch him and wouldn’t have proof—and I wouldn’t get us going in the right direction if I let him get away with it. So, against my urges, I very quietly made my way toward the back office, determined to be as silent as I could be and fully catch him in the act. Maybe a good shock of embarrassment would help him get his priorities straight.

Silently, I made my way out of the front lobby area and into the tiny hallway beyond that branched off into the shitter, the broom closet, and the back office. Just before I poked my head around the office doorway—and now that I was this close I could hear the heavy breathing that only confirmed my suspicions that Cody was jerking his meat on company time—I heard an unexpected sound.

A groan. Deep and low. Definitely not Cody.

I froze in my tracks. What the actual fuck?

Determined to know what was going on, I peered around the corner.

There were indeed two men. Both buck naked and facing away from me. Cody was bent over the desk, exposing his smooth, hairless ass to the other guy. The other guy was big and brawny, like me, and was maybe even my age, and he was buried balls-deep in my nephew’s ass.