THE SURPRISE by Andrej Koymasky (C) 2008 written on January 17, 1993 translated by the author English text kindly revised by Peter Chastain
USUAL DISCLAIMER
"THE SURPRISE" is a gay story, with some parts containing graphic scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion, family, opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be better not to read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't care, or because you think you really want to read it, please be my welcomed guest.
CHAPTER 2 - Two nephews filled with lust
"Uncle Sandro! Why did it take you so long to come to the door? It's a good thing we saw the light at your windows, or we would have thought you weren't home. We almost left," Marco said.
"Ah, it was you. I couldn't come to the door right away, because I was on the phone. So, what's the occasion of this unexpected visit?"
"Well, Uncle, why don't you let us in?" Andrea asked.
"Of course, yes." I answered.
Roberto intervened, "Well, I must go, Signor Manca. I'll see you later." He hurried down the stairway.
The two boys came in.
"So then, why are you here? Shouldn't you both be at your boarding school?"
"No, they closed it for a week because plaster from ceiling was falling into the corridors. So, instead of going back home, we thought we could take advantage of the occasion to surprise you."
I hadn't seen them in five years: I remembered them as kids, but they were now eighteen and nineteen years old and had grown up in two really beautiful boys. Beautiful and provocative, I thought, immediately chasing that thought away. They were my sister's sons, my nephews...
As he was putting down his suitcase in the living room, Marco, the older one, asked me, "Uncle, who was the guy who just left?"
"The supermarket delivery boy. Once a week he comes here to deliver my big box of groceries."
"Ah... he brings you the big box..." Andrea said in a leg-pulling tone of voice. "And you were just checking that big box, so you couldn't come to the door earlier?"
I looked at him, trying to decipher his expression. There was a double meaning in his words. "No, I was on the telephone. I told you, it was an important call which I could not interrupt; that's why I couldn't answer you right away."
"Ah, you were busy at... the telephone!" Marco said, as he drew a finger across my hair and took it back moist. He brought it to his nose, and then to his lips and smiled mischievously, "Yes, Uncle, a rather peculiar phone call, wasn't it?"
"Hey, you two! What are you trying to say? Stop it!" I said, pretending to be annoyed by their more and more open insinuations.
My two nephews jumped on me, laughing, and we started to fight, a play fight as we used to do a thousand times when they were just kids. But they were now two very sexy big boys. As we fought, I felt their sinewy bodies darting against mine and unavoidably I became aroused.
The hand of one of them, I don't know who, felt between my legs and, through my trousers, fingered my dick, which once again had become rock-hard.
"Hey, what the fucking hell are you doing!" I protested, trying to wriggle away from their hold.
"He's your boyfriend, admit it!" Andrea said with a small smile.
"But what the fuck are you..." I started to protest, assuming a dark face.
"Come on, Uncle! We were not born with the last rain, were we? You and he were fucking. Admit it, admit it!" Marco pressed me.
At that point I felt both of their young erections pushing cheekily at my sides.
"He has a hard-on!" Andrea said to Marco and at once I felt a second hand on my fly feeling my erection.
"You are right! And it's even nice and big!" Marco underlined.
"Stop it, boys! Do you think this is the right way to behave with your uncle? Everybody can have a hard-on, but this doesn't mean... Hey, both of you have hard-ons."
"Of course, Uncle Sandro. We got hard just touching you... Both Andrea and I are immediately aroused by a nice male. We're queer, too, exactly like you, Uncle."
"Wha... what the fucking shit are you saying?" I asked, confused.
"Yes, come on, Uncle!" Marco then said with a cheeky smile on his face, leaving me almost at once with Andrea. "My brother and I have been fucking each other for about three years. And the last time we went home, just by chance we heard mum saying to dad, thinking that we two couldn't hear them, of course, 'Sandro will never marry. You know he's gay, don't you?' So, when our boarding school closed, instead of going back home, we immediately thought it would be worth driving two hundred kilometers to come here for a good fuck with you. If you only knew how many times, before overhearing that good news, Andrea and I have fantasized fucking right here with you!"
I was flabbergasted. "Come on... you are my nephews," I weakly protested, as I fell into a growing confusion and excitement.
"Well," Andrea said with a smile, "as we like brotherly fucking, what wrong could there be if we also do it with our uncle?"
Marco again stretched out his hand and caressed me between my legs, "You see, Uncle? You want it, too! This is talking more loudly than your words. You can't deny it!"
Andrea stepped in front of me and said, looking straight in my eyes, "What is it, Uncle, aren't we handsome enough for you?" Before I could answer, he took me into his arms and kissed me straight on my mouth, forcing my lips open with his tongue.
At that point I no longer had any coherent thoughts: my head was aflame, as well as my body.
My two nephews once more pressed against my body, but this time they rubbed against me in a sensual way, and started to undress me, touch me, caress me, making me lose any residual trace of self-control. In a few seconds all three of us were naked and my two delightful nephews, each one more beautiful than the other, pushed me towards my bedroom, following me onto the bed. I felt them on top of me, at my sides, behind me... everywhere.
While Andrea was kissing me again, Marco took my tool in his mouth and started to give me a delightful blowjob.
Each of my hands was on a cock, and they already were adult cocks, substantial even if not very big. I turned to take Marco's beautiful dick into my mouth, but Andrea pulled his brother away from my tool and pushed his own little ass onto it, brushing it until my hard pole reached his hot and throbbing hole. He was tempting me by pushing it against my tool, making me feel all his desire to be taken by me.
I then seized Andrea's waist and started to push inside him - his love channel was soft, hot, welcoming! While I continued to suck Marco, I pushed all the way inside Andrea, who was moaning with pleasure. Then Marco bent down to suck his brother's hard cock, and so the circle was closed.
At that point I had already lost all restraint. Even though I had come just a little before, those two boys, so sensual and full of lust, made me fully recover the desire to enjoy them in every way.
We changed position several times, and we joined in all possible ways. I penetrated Marco while sucking Andrea, and then fucked Andrea's ass while Marco was fucking mine, and then I did a nice sixty-nine with Marco, while Andrea was deeply fucking his brother with a real will.
At ten o'clock, we still were in full activity, busy enjoying each other in every possible combination and position. The three of us were completely unrestrained. By midnight we finally were no longer able to control ourselves, so a wonderful orgasm marked the top and the end of our small family orgy. We remained all three on my bed, naked, panting and sated, in silence, our limbs still intertwined, and we finally abandoned ourselves to a good restoring sleep.
The following morning I had to wake up early to go to the school. They were still asleep, so I was careful not to wake them up. I admired them, while I was dressing, in their wonderful nakedness, languidly abandoned in their sleep. They had really grown up beautifully!
When I went back home, the two boys had already prepared our lunch. We ate in merriment, laughing and jesting, but none of us hinted at what we had done on the previous night.
Until Marco said, "Uncle, what do you say we go into your bedroom for a while to make love?"
"You're really insatiable, aren't you?" I answered, jokingly.
"Well, Uncle, at our age weren't you?" Andrea asked me, as he stood up and started to undress.
I followed them to my bed, resigned. Well, not really resigned: I was also filled with desire. All morning long, at school, I had done nothing but think of the beautiful bodies of my nephews, and how they nicely made love, with such arousal. I quickly undressed, and we started again.
When, after some agreeable developments, we all unloaded, while we were relaxing in a soft embrace, I asked them, "But how did it happen that you two started to fuck each other? Which of you two started it?"
"It was Marco," said Andrea. "I was fifteen and he sixteen. You know that we have always slept together since we were just babies, don't you? The fact that we saw each other naked, as we grew together, never embarrassed us at all."
"For a while," Marco said, "when we played at fighting, or when we were taking a shower together, Andrea would get a hard-on, especially when he was washing my back, which we often did for each other."
Andrea took up the narrative. "One day Marco told me it would be better if we soaped, washed and rinsed each other all over our bodies and not just the back. As you know I have always complied with his suggestions, so I followed this one, too."
"But Marco, each time he soaped my cock, would stay there a bit longer, and I always got as hard as a rock. Well, you know, we kidded each other and made a lot of jokes about that. While he was soaping my ass, his fingers would linger more and more to massage my little hole because, he said, one has to be especially clean there. Then he also started to push the tip of his finger inside, while rubbing my cock with his soapy hand. I guessed there was a sexual agenda-I was not totally na•ve-but I enjoyed what my big brother, the person I always admired so much, was doing , so I let him do it and enjoyed his attentions.
"One evening, he came to slip into my bed. We had done that often, since we were little kids, but this time was different. He wasn't wearing his pajamas; he was totally naked and his cock was hard and straight up. In the light of the lamp on my night table, his cock seemed really big and wonderful. You know how it is; Marco has always been my hero.
"He slipped by my side and tenderly embraced me. He whispered, 'I came for you, Andrea, I want to teach you something really good,' and he slipped a hand through the slit of my pajama bottoms and took my dick, which by then was seriously hard. He squeezed it and, without even thinking about it, I found his tool and grabbed it. I could feel it filling my hand and I liked that sensation.
"Marco then put his wonderful mouth on mine and kissed me. His tongue forced my mouth open and searched for my tongue. That was my first kiss, so beautiful, so long-lasting that I was gasping for breath. Meanwhile Marco was undressing me, and, when I was naked like him, he started to kiss and lick my face and neck, and then he went down and used his considerable talent to tease my hard nipples. He stopped a while, to lick and nibble my belly button and then went down some more, licked my groin hair and finally reached my dick and made it all slip inside his mouth. He sucked me for a long time. I was in heaven! It was wonderful; he was really skilled, my Marco, giving me head. You felt that, too, Uncle, didn't you?
"After a while he went again further down to lick and suck my balls, taking both of them into his mouth and making me almost crazy for the pleasure. He finally started to lick my little ass, caressing and squeezing it with both hands, gently biting it... Then his tongue searched for my little hole and started to lick it greedily, at times lapping it, at times rimming it with the tip of his tongue, at times pushing the tip of the tongue to penetrate it slightly. It was something incredibly beautiful!
"Meanwhile, I managed to turn enough to take his beautiful, big, hard cock in my hand again. I started to pump it up and down, which felt really good, but at a certain point he told me I had to stop, because he wanted to give me a beautiful gift.
"He made me spread my legs, set them on his shoulders, carefully used his spit to wet his powerful rod and its tip, and then shoved it inside. At first he went very slowly and gently, so as not to hurt me. When he was finally all inside me, and I didn't feel a little bit of pain, because I totally relaxed as he told me to do, he started to move in and out inside me with all his vigor and all his love.
"That first time, he fucked me almost all night long. He came inside me several times and made me come into his hand, which he always licked clean, and inside his mouth. He said my come was really sweet. He told me that he loved me, he always had been in love with me, and that, for a long time, whenever he wanked himself, he fantasized about me, about my soft little ass, about my body that was ripening and that seemed to him more and more beautiful and desirable, as well about my dick that he dreamed to make unload in his mouthÉ
"After that first night, which I will ever forget, dear Uncle, we regularly fucked. After a few times he asked me to fuck him in the ass and I liked it so much that, when I came, I yelled really loud. We had to switch off the light and I flew into my bed, in case someone heard, and that was a good thing, because Dad came in to ask us what had happened. 'Nothing, Dad,' Marco answered, very softly. 'I think Andrea must have had a nightmare. He's asleep'. Whew! That was too close! We really got scared that time, you can imagine. Our constant worry was that Dad or Mum would catch us red handed. But we both liked doing it too much, so we went on doing it.
"Any occasion was good to fuck each other - under the shower, in bed, when we were alone at home, on the sofa during the day, in our tent when we went camping, or at the seaside when we went to the open seas and we took each other inside the boat or even soaking in the water. Last year, Dad and Mum decided we had to go to boarding school, because they were going on a lot of business trips and didn't want to leave us alone at home for too many days. Fortunately, we got a room together at the boarding school, and so... Marco and I are in love with each other, Uncle, and we are crazily making love together. Isn't that right, Marco?"
"Yes, Uncle, that's really true. And, you know, as soon as we can, we want to move away from home, so we can live freely and fuck any time we like it, without worrying that our parents will find out. So, when we accidentally discovered that you are also gay, we decided to come and visit you. We've always liked you a lot, and we wanted to talk with you, get to know you better, open our hearts to you, and possibly also to learn from you how to make love in an even better way."
"I feel that you two, boys, have very little to learn. But you, Andrea, besides with me now, have you made love only with Marco?"
"Yes, Uncle."
"And you, Marco?"
"Before I did it with Andrea, a nineteen-year-old boy, Giorgio, the assistant of our scout-leader, taught me. The first time with him I was fourteen and we did it in the tent at summer camp. I got hurt falling, so, while all the others were away for a hike and the camp was deserted except for the two of us, he remained with me. Our leader ordered him to stay at the camp to take care of me, so he came into my tent to massage my bruises with balm. He massaged me so well that I got a hard-on.
"He noticed it and said, 'Hey, you're hard!' And I said, 'It's your fault, the way you are touching me.' He said, 'I didn't it on purpose. But how are you going to make it calm down? Are you going to jack off?' He was laughing when he asked me that. 'Of course,' I quietly answered. He then said, 'As it's my fault you are in this state, if you want, I can give you a hand. I immediately got the hint, and the thought wasn't bad at all. So I let him do it. He pulled it out, and, while he was stroking me, I noticed that he also had a hard-on.
"So I put a hand between his legs and Giorgio's smile gave me all the permission I needed, so I fondled it, pulled it out and started to stroke him. I liked feeling his hot rod in my hand, and even more feeling his hand on my tool. He then took my dick in his mouth and I discovered it was something really wonderful! So I told him I wanted to try the same on him. He, of course, accepted at once and I really enjoyed giving him head.
"Then, you know, one thing leads to another, at the end he made me assume the position and he slipped his tool all the way into my little ass... Of course, we went on doing it after summer camp, for about two years, at first just he and I, then also with another boy-scout who was two years older than I, who had already been doing it with Giorgio for about a year. That boy loved taking it in his ass, so I also had my first experience as a top, which I really liked.
"But then, as you know, we moved, so I unfortunately lost sight of both of them. But just after we had to move away, I realized that Andrea had by then grown up, had ripened and became a really beautiful boy, so at first I started to beat my meat fantasizing about him, and then... but he's already told you the rest."
"But have you two boys, ever tried doing it with a girl? At times one has these experiences when he is young, but that doesn't at all mean he is gay."
"Uncle, the fact is that with a girl we can't even get turned on, neither Andrea nor I. And girls don't have a cock, so they can't fuck us in the ass, which is something we really like. We are not at all interested in girls. No, uncle, we're really sure we both are gay. We like men too much, especially an adult man like you, Uncle, mature and well built. Or like your friend who was here yesterday. When we got at your place, you two were fucking, weren't you?" Marco asked me with a cunning smile.
"Yes," I admitted. "Roberto and I were fucking, and that's why I couldn't answer you at once. We didn't feel like stopping half way through what we were doing, you can understand..."
"Yes, yes, we understood," Andrea said, "and we also noticed he has a nice basket between his legs. Why don't you invite him to come here while we're still at your place? Marco and I would like to it once, all four together. That Roberto seems a real hunk! Is he skilled in bed, Uncle?"
"Oh, yes, he is very skilled! But I don't know his home address. He's the delivery boy at the nearby supermarket where I usually go. Once every week, when I go to buy what I need, I ask for home delivery, so he comes here to deliver my purchases. Anyway, yesterday was just the second time we had sex."
"Well, Uncle, why don't we go to that supermarket now, to buy provisions? Now that we two are here, you surely need some more things, don't you? So, that delivery hunk will come here, and then..."
CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 3
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