Living with My Guncles

"I'm gonna fill your mouth just like I filled your uncle's hole," he whispered.

Uncle James stopped pumping and held firmly onto the back of my head, pushing his dick even further. Uncle James groaned in ecstasy. Hot streams of jizz erupted from my uncle's cock hitting the back of my throat and making me choke. I immediately came as well, shooting onto the floor and armchair. The sound of clapping made us both jump and we turned to see Uncle Ryan standing in the hallway watching us.

"Well well well, that was quite a show, boys."

Ryan:

Waking up the morning following my nephew's arrival at our home in California, I expected him to be awake early, especially given the time change. What I actually found, was certainly more surprising. As he was growing up, I definitely knew he was gay, and growing up in rural New Hampshire I was positive he was a virgin. I fully expected him to start exploring his sexuality, I just didn't think he would do so with my husband! We've had an open relationship for years so I wasn't mad or upset, just caught off guard.

I watched most of what happened between my husband and nephew and found that I was incredibly turned on by the whole exchange. If anything, I was more worried about Andrew. An eighteen-year-old virgin being seduced by his uncle sounds hot in porn, but would that have any effect on him? I'd have to talk with him later.

"Andrew, could you please give us a moment?" I asked my nephew.

"S-sure, Uncle Ryan," Andrew stammered and quickly got up.

Andrew left us, pulling his shorts back on as he went. It was hard not to admire his smooth bum as he scurried away. Apparently, my husband was enjoying the view as well. James just stood there, naked, with his dick still semi-erect, staring at Andrew's ass. I cleared my throat and James snapped out of his reverie, pulling his boxers up. I frowned at him, not in disappointment, but more like a parent catching a child misbehaving. He shrugged as if wordlessly implying, "can you blame me?"

"Just what do you think you're up to?!" I pressed once I heard Andrew's door close.

"I couldn't help myself! You know how horny I am in the morning," James confessed. "He kept staring at my dick, I asked if he'd ever done anything with other guys, and next thing you know I'm cumming down his throat."

"How convenient for you," I muttered sarcastically. "Look, I'm not mad, we just should've talked about it first. And, you know, maybe let him explore with guys his age first."

"You're right, I'm sorry. I was thinking with the wrong head again," James chuckled, reaching down to scoop something off the chair. "Looks like our nephew left us a little treat."

I didn't understand what James meant, but then I saw the sticky white goo on his fingers, Andrew's fresh cum. My husband stuck his jizz-covered fingers in his mouth and winked. My dick immediately started to grow as James savored our nephew's teenage spunk. In a surprising display of agility, James was in front of me and pulled my mouth to his. My lips parted to his by instinct, and that's when I tasted it. James hadn't swallowed yet, instead, he was depositing Andrew's seed directly into my mouth! We've done a lot of wild things together, but this was by far the perviest. We made out and my dick grew to a full erection. I was so turned on knowing I was tasting Andrew's cum, but also felt guilty for doing so. James gave a tug on my dick before ending our kiss.

"Look," I said when I had a chance to catch my breath. "Just run it by me before you two start fucking, okay?"

James merely nodded and flashed me that devilish grin that made me fall in love with him.

"Oh, and warn me next time you try to force-feed me his cum," I laughed.

"But the important question remains unasked," he grinned. "Did you like it?"

I hung my head, mostly in shame because I truly think I did enjoy it, and because I was embarrassed for thinking so.

"Hey, don't worry about it," he whispered, gently lifting my chin. "If it makes you feel any better, I used to mess around with my cousins all the time while growing up."

I knew welcoming a teenager into our home would shake things up a bit, but this was still too wild to believe. It was one thing when I saw him peeking at us through the blinds, the curiosity of youth after all, plus, as an exhibitionist, I loved being watched, even by Andrew. My mind was incredibly conflicted. Did I actually feel aroused by my nephew? I'd have to figure that out later, right now I needed to make sure Andrew was okay.

James left, probably to shower no doubt. I waited for a moment or two for my boner to die down, then headed for Andrew's room. I knocked gently on the door but kicked myself for not having gone to change. I was about to have a sex talk with my nephew, wearing nothing but a pair of g-string briefs and a tight tank top. Oh well, he's seen me in less. Seconds later the door creaked open.

"Oh, he-hey, Uncle Ryan," Andrew stuttered.

"Hey, kiddo. Can I come in for a sec?" I asked and he nodded. "For starters, I want you to know you did nothing wrong, got it? Your Uncle James and I are in an open relationship, so we have no qualms about playing with others."

I studied my nephew's face for any signs of emotion. He sat on his bed, completely still, looking down at his hands covering his crotch. I sat down next to him and put my arm around his shoulders.

"I mean it. But also, I just wanted to make sure you were okay with what just happened," I continued.

"Yeah, I think so. But, I mean, he's my uncle after all, I feel kinda weird about that," he muttered, even blushing a bit.

"This is true, but only by marriage. Seems kinda hot to me, though," I reassured him, hoping to get him to loosen up a bit.

"And...and, I just don't want you to be mad at me. I love it here so much already and I don't wanna do anything to ruin that," he murmured.

I gave my nephew a hug, trying to say everything in that embrace - that I understood him, that I was so happy to have him here, and that I wasn't the least bit angry or upset. The act was so intimate, I even felt my morning wood start to rear its head again.

"I tell ya what, let's go to the beach, that always cheers me up. I'll leave you to get ready," I smiled, and he grinned back. It was a great excuse to end the awkward conversation, and an excuse to hide my growing boner.

An hour later we were all set and ready to go. Our favorite beach was only fifteen minutes away, so we were there in no time. It was a beautiful Saturday morning, but you needed a membership, so the parking lot was only about half-full. We parked and set out to find a place to set our things. There were a few families and other small groups of adults scattered enough we had relative privacy.

Once the chairs were set up and I'd helped James with the umbrella - Andrew's pale New England skin was not going to survive this Southern California sun - I stripped down to my bathing suit. I chose something a bit more modest than I normally would have - just simple white trunks. Even though he was wearing sunglasses, I could feel Andrew's eyes on me like a hawk. I had to admit, the thought of my nephew staring at me practically naked was strangely thrilling.

Along with Andrew, my husband settled under the umbrella as well. He had a book out, but knowing he was an early riser I knew he'd be napping in no time. Andrew busied himself with his phone so I decided to head to the water and take a dip. The ocean was already warm from the sun and felt incredibly refreshing. I swam for a bit before wading back in about mid-thigh and beckoned Andrew to come to join me.

Andrew looked hesitant but stood and adjusted his knee-length board shorts. He took off his sunglasses and walked quickly to the water. I could see his eyes flash up and down my torso, resting where my bulge sat just above the gentle waves. When he joined me, we joked around and splashed each other. I did everything I could to try and keep it lighthearted and fun. Though, at one point, he accidentally brushed his hand against my cock and immediately left to go dry off. I followed him to make sure he was okay, but it was clear he was just embarrassed.

"Let's let him sleep a bit and we'll go shower off this salt water," I suggested once I'd caught up.

Andrew agreed and I grabbed two towels. Our beach club had a small locker room, so we headed there. It wasn't anything special, but it had bathrooms and a few showers. I offered to take the shower stall that was missing its curtain, figuring he'd be way too uncomfortable for that. With that, I stripped naked, hanging my wet speedo on a hook, and walked confidently to the shower. Andrew did the same but wrapped the towel around his waist.

I turned on the shower head while Andrew scurried into his stall and closed the curtain. I used body wash from the wall-mounted soap dispenser and immediately started lathering my chest and arms. I saw flashes of movement between the shower walls and curtain and figured Andrew was doing the same.

I turned around to face outwards and let the warm water run down my back while soaping up my cock and balls. It was then I noticed my nephew peeking over at me. I pretended not to notice and kept on going, spending more time than I normally would washing my junk. However, while I did this, my dick started getting firm from the attention, and from the audience. Even though Andrew was my nephew, it felt so hot knowing he was watching me like this.

Spurred on by the thrill of being watched, and being in a somewhat public place, my dick went from semi-hard to fully erect in a matter of seconds. I slowly stroked myself, loving the feeling of the warm water and my soapy hand lubing my cock. I turned to one side, making sure my nephew got the full view of my long, hard dick.

As I jerked myself off, I had a hard time not moaning. Feeling rambunctious, I even used my free hand to reach back and play with my hole. Now all I could think about was my husband fucking me last night in the hot tub while Andrew spied on us. I worked one, then two fingers into my hole. I finger-banged my ass while I fisted my cock. I heard a gasp, probably from Andrew, but kept going.

I masturbated faster and faster, putting on a show for my nephew and knowing at any minute someone could walk in. I bit my lip to try and stifle my moaning, which had gotten louder and louder as I pleasured myself in front of my nephew. I heard a splattering noise from his stall and saw the tell-tale sign of jizz on the tiled floor. Knowing my nephew had just cum watching me pushed me to my own orgasm. I erupted, sending longs of hot sperm all over the shower wall and floor.

I finished showering with a smirk on my face. I toweled off in the stall and let Andrew know I was all done. He said he needed some more time, so I left to give him some privacy. This was certainly an interesting turn of events, and one thing was for sure - this was going to be a fun new game...