It was the craziest and riskiest thing we ever did. The house was full of people. Downstairs, I could hear the ruckus of the sound of adults and children voices as everyone was busy chatting and preparing for the Thanksgiving meal. I could hear footsteps outside my door of people walking back and forth, either going to the bathroom or grabbing something from the closet.
Yet, in my room, I was on my knees in front of my most favorite uncle, Uncle Joe, giving him the best blow job that I could muster. He was sitting on a chair, his pants discarded, and his legs wide apart to give me access to every inch of his hard dick. He had unbutton his shirt, since he know how much I love running my hands across his hairy torso, which was what I was doing while sucking on his dick. I could never get enough of this man, and it killed me that he lived so far away that I could only see him a few times a year.
Uncle Joe was getting close, real close. His rapid breathing told me he was about there. As I heard a loud crash of something that had fallen downstairs, Uncle Joe tried to stifle his cry as he unloaded his cum into my mouth. I swallowed repeatedly as his cock gushed spurt after spurt of the warm fluid. My hands never left his hair chest, and I pinched his nipples to heighten his pleasure and caused him to pump even more cum into my mouth.
After I siphoned the last drop out of his cock, I leaned back and jacked off my own stiff cock while I look at this hairy, sexy man. His has kept his body in an amazing shape through the years that we’ve fooled around, and just looking at him was enough to get me hard.
Uncle Joe sat back on the chair, looking at me stroking my dick, and he smiled as he said to me “Hey, maybe later tonight, after everyone has gone to bed, I’ll sneak back into your room and fuck that ass of yours.”
Upon hearing that, my cock exploded with ribbons of cum spewing all over my chest.