Gay sex stories with uncle

Dive into this passionate narrative that promises steamy moments and heartfelt connections. Then the cycle would repeat again. He, being older, passed on the torch and taught me the ways. Many times, we would have sex for hours many times a day. He understood the libido of young men, and made me ejaculate using his hand frequently during showers, before bed, and whenever we were alone.

Discover the intriguing journey of desire in 'Living with Uncle: The Beginning' – a captivating gay erotic sex story that explores complex emotions and forbidden attraction. The memories of him stroking my cock to ejaculation are perhaps the most erotic experiences of my life, and I still get hard whenever I think about it.

At first he just used spit, but when we began having sex, he would lube my cock before making me cum multiple times. Sex with him continued after I had ejaculated, and he would make me cum multiple times before he ejaculated in or on me, or in my mouth.

When he did cum, he would cum two or three times in a row, and then take a hiatus for a week or so. There was a simpler time. I was lying on my back, and ejaculated the instant he entered me. It was erotic, romantic and exhilarating for me all at the same time.

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My First Time Sex with Uncle Pt. 01 A story of bisexual young guy trying gay sex first time. We first made love about a week after that first encounter. GayDemon Gay Sex Stories Uncle Gay Uncle Stories GayDemon's Stories: On this page you can find erotic fiction where you can read about gay sex and relationships with uncles.

Perfect for readers seeking bold, engaging LGBTQ+ fiction. He showed me how to pleasure him with my mouth, and ejaculated in my mouth. I loved how his seed tasted and felt, and it developed my taste for cum, as over the next two years he would feed me his seed regularly.

But respite was avoiding me. It seemed the simplest of things would arouse me. He would make me cum multiple times, but not cum himself. In the beginning of our relationship we started with plain vanilla sex in the missionary position, but gradually we moved from me lying on my back under him to me in front of him on my hands and knees, and from plain vanilla to chocolate.

I replied yes, no and no, and he, sensing my arousal, put his hand on my thigh and gently slid it across my crotch. He smiled, took my pants off, and helped me clean up. Back in High School, my hostel warden introduced me to love. He was almost 50, and I was We were similar, him and I.

He called me one day to his house, and asked me whether I pleasured myself, whether I had a girl or boyfriend, and whether I was acquainted with the world of love. Only a few gentle rubs made me ejaculate in my pants. I eagerly looked forward to seeing him, and loved the feeling of his hand stroking my cock.

In the days that followed he showed me how to wax my entire body smooth for him. I was on edge all the time.