Brian Bonds, Myott Hunter

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I am Myott Hunter and I’ve always had a thing for my super sexy uncle Brian Bonds. I didn’t know until much later that I was into guys, and in some ways, he was my first crush.

As I got older, I started feeling sexually attracted to him, especially when I caught him getting out of the shower and admiring his hairy muscular body and big soft cock.

I watched from the stairs, unnoticed as his long thick dick flopped menacingly from side to side between his legs. My hand moved instinctively to my crotch and the wet patch on my white undies was my first wet dream.

I have to admit I secretly spied on uncle Brian daily during his relaxed morning routine and jerked myself to orgasm trying to keep as quiet as possible so as not to be discovered.

That is until I saw Brian’s nude photos, I was staying at his place over the summer while my parents were away and I went looking for a pen only to find myself opening a special drawer containing his special secret photos.

They were very revealing, I saw everything his sexy chest, legs, arms, cock, even his butthole.

The house was quiet and uncle Brian hadn’t checked on me for ages, so I figured I was more or less alone. I shouldn’t have been so foolish as to take my already rock-hard cock out and start stroking it, but I did.

Precum lubed my cock as I looked closely at his big thick dick, his ass, his feet. There was no part of him that wasn’t available for me to see, and I swallowed it all up.

I was so focused on the images and stroking, I didn’t hear the slow entrance of my uncle into the room.

“Myott, what are you up to, in here?”

I was startled. I had a hand on my hard cock and a table covered in his naked photos. That would be embarrassing enough to be caught in that position, but for him to see photos of himself, well that just took it to another level.

“You look fucking hot naked”, T thought and blurted out uncontrollably.

He smiled and looked down at my still rock solid cock in my hand. He could tell that my body and mind were pulsating with horny sexual desire.

“You want to see the real thing?” he asked, his fingers reaching the buttons of his jeans.

My heart raced. I couldn’t think or breathe. I never thought this secret desire of mine would ever be acknowledged, let alone possibly come true.

Before I could even respond, I started stroking my cock again, and replied, “Yes I want your big cock in me.”