My 1st Gay Incest With Dad's Brother
I was only 12 when I realised I was being attracted not just towards the opposite sex, but also towards my very own kind. And I wasn’t just checking out hot and cute guys I met at school and my neighbourhood. Within the family house I lived in, I developed a lustful feeling towards my dad’s younger brother, Uncle Ravi. Though I felt it was wrong to check out my own uncle, nothing stopped the devil in me to peep Uncle Ravi while he was bathing one evening when the rest of the family was away. That was the first time I ever saw a man naked. I enjoyed watching my uncle’s naked body while admiring my uncle’s dark hairy cock and firm black ass. Much to my excitement, Uncle Ravi ended up masturbating after that before he came out of the bathroom. That was the first ever time I also masturbated, following the rhythm of my uncle, and shot my first load of cum! From then on, there was nothing that could stop me from secretly enjoying Uncle Ravi’s horny moment in whichever part of the house. Uncle Ravi moved out with his family after getting married and I was heart-broken. However, at 17, I was already exploring sex with both guys and girls, thanks to the internet that my lustful feelings for Uncle Ravi took a break. When I completed my high school at the age of 18, I was sent by my parents to live with Uncle Ravi and his family and to assist with Uncle Ravi’s work as technician/wiremen while I wait for my enrolment into the university. I gladly agreed although the real reason behind my parent’s decision to send me to Uncle Ravi was that Uncle Ravi can help to discipline me and teach me to be independent. My gaydar on my uncle got activated once again as I often check out Uncle Ravi when we are at work. I also get to peep Uncle Ravi in the shower almost every other time and catch Uncle Ravi masturbating as usual. There were times where I have overheard Uncle Ravi having dirty chat and making phone sex inside his room when the wife is not around. That was when I realised that Uncle Ravi wasn’t really what I always thought: the strict and disciplined uncle! With my lust for Uncle Ravi growing every other day, I was contemplating on making the next step towards my uncle rather than continue watching Uncle Ravi in secret. Such an opportunity came when Uncle Ravi’s wife and kids went back to his wife’s hometown for a wedding that Uncle Ravi could not go for. I and Uncle Ravi were left alone in the house for a week. The first day passed by with me catching Uncle Ravi not just masturbating in the shower after work that evening but also fucking a young women inside his house garage which is also Uncle Ravi’s working and storage space of his electrical stuff and tools. It was late night, when I hid and saw my uncle make out with the women who I later recognised as the wife of Uncle Ravi’s neighbour who lives in the opposite row. Tempted to ambush the fucking pair, I decided to save the suspense to another day and watched quietly till the game ended. The next day, after work, I was cleaning up the garage and the work station and rearranging the tools in there as an obedient staff of Uncle Ravi. The scene of the previous night kept flashing in my mind while I work around the area. I picked up a small bottle from under the table and immediately recognised what it was: sex drops liquid! Uncle Ravi used it the last night on his partner and forgot to take it back with him. I quickly hid the bottle in my jeans pocket and continued work. I was cleaning the exterior part when Uncle Ravi called me in because there were heavy thunderstorms and was about to rain heavily. I entered the kitchen where Uncle Ravi was helping himself to a glass of whiskey. Uncle Ravi asked me to join him at the table and asked me if I want a drink. I declined saying that I don’t want to drink in front of my uncle, but Uncle Ravi was very quick to laugh down me saying that what he meant was if I wants to have tea or coffee. Uncle Ravi said that he is not a stupid to offer his nephew alcohol when he was supposed to discipline me. I felt embarrassed and insulted, but never said anything apart from apologising to my uncle. Uncle Ravi laughed arrogantly and went over to make me a cup of tea. That was when I decided it was my time to confront and teach my uncle what discipline is all about. I took out the bottle from my pocket and dropped at least 8 to 10 drops of the stimulator liquid into Uncle Ravi’s whiskey glass and used my finger to stir it quickly before Uncle Ravi could come back to the table. Uncle Ravi brought my tea and started to ask me about my experience so far at work and what my future plans are while both were having our drinks. I obediently answered my uncle and spoke of my plans. Uncle Ravi was almost emptying his glass when he said to me that I am a small fry still and if I was not there working under him, I would have been surely out drinking and clubbing every other night like a useless kid! Now that really pissed me off because I felt insulted with the arrogance of my uncle who is nothing but a hypocrite. I stopped my uncle and said he must be a fool to think that I am still a small wasted boy. Uncle Ravi was shocked to hear such a rude response from his nephew and raised his voice to warn me to watch my words. By that time, Uncle Ravi was already feeling unstable as it was the 3rd glass of whiskey he had emptied, with the last one containing the stimulant drops in excess. Uncle Ravi was feeling very different, not drunk or tipsy but getting stimulated and at the same time agitated with my sudden rude response. I looked at Uncle Ravi and said he is the biggest hypocrite I have ever seen and that Uncle Ravi should not talk about disciplining someone when he himself is a big time corrupt. Uncle Ravi was puzzled and in between his increased libido, he was shouting at me asking me to behave and to talk to an elder with respect.