STEPUNCLE TAKES MY ASS PART 1

Kinks: gay sex, rough, anal, incest, dominant, oral sex

The room was dimly lit, with only a single lamp in the corner casting soft shadows across the old, worn couch and the cluttered coffee table strewn with empty beer bottles. My heart pounded in my chest as I crept inside, the door shutting behind me with a quiet click. It was late, far past the time when everyone else had gone to bed, but I couldn't resist coming here.

Uncle Liam was sitting there, sprawled out in the armchair like he owned the place, his muscular body filling the space. He was all tough edges—broad shoulders, thick arms, and those rough, calloused hands that made my stomach churn with nervousness and something hotter. I'd noticed him checking me out during family dinners, his eyes lingering on my slim figure for just a moment too long, and tonight, I wanted to find out what that meant. The air was heavy with the scent of his cologne mixed with sweat, thick and masculine, drawing me closer even as fear prickled under my skin.

He glanced up, his dark eyes zeroing in on mine, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips.

"Leo, what the fuck are you doing up?" His voice was low and rough, sending a shiver down my spine.

I gulped hard, my soft skin prickling with goosebumps.

"Couldn't sleep," I mumbled, my voice barely audible. He stood up slowly, towering over me at six-foot-something, his presence overwhelming. Before I could back away, his rough hand shot out and grabbed my wrist, yanking me forward until my chest collided with his solid one. My breath hitched, heart racing faster as he pulled me even closer, his free hand cupping the back of my neck.

His lips mashed against mine, forceful and insistent, no gentleness in the kiss. I let out a surprised gasp, my mouth opening in shock as his tongue pushed past my lips, the faint taste of beer on it. He kissed me roughly, like he was marking me, claiming me as his, his stubble scratching my smooth skin. My legs felt weak and I almost collapsed, but he held me up tightly, his hand squeezing my wrist hard enough to bruise.

'You've been teasing me for months,' he growled, pulling back from the kiss just enough to speak, his voice low and rough. 'Prancing around in those tight shorts, bending over like you want this.'

I nodded, breathing heavily, my cheeks burning with embarrassment and excitement. The taboo of it—my step-uncle, so much older, so forbidden—made my dick twitch in my pants. 'I... I do,' I admitted, my voice shaking. He laughed darkly, his hand sliding down my back, grabbing my ass through my jeans and squeezing hard.

He spun me around roughly, pushing me face-first against the arm of the couch. I gripped the cushions tightly to keep myself steady as my legs trembled. His fingers fumbled with my belt, yanking it open, then shoved my jeans and boxers down in one quick motion, exposing my bare ass to the cool air. I felt so vulnerable, so exposed, but the nervousness only added to the deep ache of desire burning in my belly.

His rough hands roamed over my body, his calluses scraping against my soft skin as he traced my hips, my thighs, before one palm smacked down hard on my ass cheek, making me cry out.

'Shut up,' he ordered, his breath hot on my neck. 'Don't want your mom to hear.'

The thought of getting caught only made the heat in my gut burn hotter. I bit my lip to keep from making any more noise as his hands continued to explore my body, rough and demanding. I could feel my dick throbbing in anticipation, aching for his touch. I knew this was wrong, that I shouldn't want this, but I couldn't help it. I needed him, craved his touch, even as shame burned hot on my cheeks.

I was putty in his hands, ready for whatever he wanted to do to me. My body was his to use as he pleased. All I could do was wait for his next move, trembling with a mix of fear and excitement.

Behind me, he dropped to his knees, his big strong hands reaching around to grab my ass cheeks and pull them apart. I tensed up, my tight little asshole clenching tightly on its own. But then I felt his tongue,  hot, wet, and rough  licking around the outside of my hole.

Oh fuck, the sensation was so intense, sending waves of pleasure through my body. His rough stubble scraped against my sensitive skin as he licked me, slow and deliberate.

I bit my lip hard to keep from moaning out loud, my cock getting fully hard now and leaking pre-cum all over the floor. I could feel it throbbing between my legs.

"Fuck, you taste good," he muttered, his voice muffled as he pushed his tongue inside my hole and started fucking me with it shallowly.

My body arched up instinctively, overwhelmed by the intimate feeling of him eating my ass. Every flick of his tongue sent sparks of pleasure through me.

He stood up abruptly, the sound of his zipper filling the room. I glanced back, seeing his thick cock spring free—veiny, hard, easily eight inches, with a fat head already glistening. He spat into his hand, stroking himself once, then lined up at my slick hole.

'Gonna fuck you now, Leo. Take it like a good boy.'

No warning, no mercy—he thrust in hard, the stretch burning as his cock breached my tight ring. I cried out, pain mixing with pleasure, my inexperienced body struggling to adjust to his girth. He didn't stop, gripping my hips with bruising force, slamming deeper until his balls slapped against mine. 'So fucking tight,' he groaned, pulling back only to pound in again, rough and relentless.

Each thrust rocked me forward, his muscular body dominating mine, the age difference making me feel small and owned. He reached around, wrapping his rough hand around my cock, jerking me in time with his fucks. The dual sensation had me moaning loudly now, unable to hold back—deep, needy sounds that echoed the taboo fire inside me.

'Uncle Liam... oh fuck, harder,' I begged, tears pricking my eyes from the intensity.

He obliged, angling to hit that spot inside me, making stars burst behind my eyelids. Sweat dripped down his chest onto my back, our bodies slapping together wetly. The emotional pull hit me too—the way he looked at me like I was his, the forbidden thrill binding us in this moment. He leaned over, biting my shoulder as he drove deeper, his breaths ragged.

'You're mine now, slut. Gonna fill this ass up.' My moans grew louder, body trembling on the edge, the power he held over me pushing me closer to breaking.

His words sent a jolt through me, the promise of him filling me up making my body clench around his thick cock. Uncle Liam's thrusts grew erratic, harder, his hips slamming against my ass with a wet smack that echoed in the dim room.

I could feel every vein pulsing inside me, stretching my tight hole to its limit, the burn of the intrusion mixing with that electric pleasure deep in my gut. Sweat slicked our skin, his chest heaving against my back as he growled low in my ear, 'Fuck, Leo, take it all.' My own cock throbbed in his rough grip, pre-cum dripping steadily.