I tip-toed down the hallway. When I got to Luke’s open door, I peeked in to check on him. I just wanted to see if he was fine; let me tell you, he was more than fine!

Luke was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, tongue damn near hanging out, legs open and pumping a very large and thick flesh-colored dildo into his boyhole. This smoking-hot nephew of mine arched his back and moaned again, much louder than before. He was probably close to cumming. I hoped—prayed, actually—that he was thinking of me.

Suddenly, Luke opened his eyes and right away he saw me standing there, watching. He smiled, but with a shy countenance, and bashfully tried to cover his private parts. He explained that he didn’t realize that anyone was home and so took the opportunity to blow off some steam. And…would I care to join him?

Fuck yeah, I would.

I immediately laid down next to him and slipped my fingers into my nephew’s tight, deliciously moist boy-pussy. He arched his back yet again and moaned, with much more volume than the dildo had gotten out of him.

Knowing I could out-perform that thing made me feel pretty good… and I was only just getting started. Soon, my salivating tongue found its way deep into his luscious and delectable bonus hole. After a wonderfully lengthy make-out session with his sweet, tender extra entrance, I let the starry-eyed twink know that I needed to fuck him far, far more than his toy did.

No sooner had the words been spoken than those whipped-cream-soft jock thighs spread open for me. As I pressed my hips towards him, I unzipped my fly and slipped out of my slacks so that nothing remained between me and his hole. Nothing could come between us, except us.

Luke pulled me on top of him and I slid myself, painfully swollen with lust, all the way inside his hole. Not one to brag, really, but honestly my cock kinda makes Luke’s dildo’s look small. And, boy-oh-boy, does Luke love giant cock! As I pounded my nephew into the mattress like a forty-horsepower piledriver, it’s like he started speaking in tongues. He gripped the sheets and begged for me to never stop.

We worked up quite a sweat, and I eventually suggested that Luke and I change positions, that he hurry up and ride my dick. One of the things that I’ve really come to love about our new, budding relationship is that I never have to tell my nephew something twice. He really respects his elders.

As Luke deliriously bounced himself up and down on my meat, I drilled up into the boy with swift, upward strokes. He would match my rhythm and slam himself down on my cock. His eyes rolled back when he hilted himself onto me. All the while, the turned-on twink fingered and played with his t-dick with wild abandon.

I lost track of how many times that my nephew came while riding my cock. My crotch and pubic hair were soaked at this point, drenched in Luke’s sweet juices. I could feel my own orgasm quickly building, hurtling to the finish like a runaway train.

I pulled the boy off me and laid him, again, onto his back. I pushed his twinky legs up and plunged immediately back inside of him. He cried out loudly and clenched the bedsheets as I thrust into him several more times, and then erupted.

I looked down at my cock as I pumped what seemed like an impossibly massive amount of cum into Luke. My nephew gasped and stared at me with wide-eyed wonder. He couldn’t believe how much semen was blasting out of me, and how quickly it filled him to the brim.

When I slowly pulled my cock out of my nephew’s boypussy, thick rivulets of cream came pouring out. Luke laughed playfully as we very slowly came down from our shared mind-bending climax. For as long as he chose to stay, I decided that I’d check into Luke’s bedroom more frequently…