My Bachelor Uncle-3

Chapter 3 [Vinod narrates]  : 100% fiction!

After the cinema show, during which we ate some snacks and drank some soft drinks at the time of the interval, we came out of the theatre and walked to a nearby tea shop. There, only ‘samosas’ (a snack deep-fried in oil with potato stuffed inside wheat-coating) were available along with tea. My uncle asked me what I would like to have for dinner. I said that it was too early for dinner as we had been eating snacks during the show. So, we just had a cup of tea and caught a bus going to the railway junction and reached our lodge by about 8 o’clock.

Once inside our room, we both wanted to take a bath before retiring to bed. Our stomachs were full and we did not feel like taking anything for supper. When my uncle went into the bathroom first, I took the opportunity to change my clothes and get into my ‘lungi’ that had been placed by my uncle on one of the pillows, that morning. I hung my pants and shirt on the coat-rack on the wall. My uncle had also hung his pants and shirt on the same coat rack on another peg, I then pulled out my towel from my baggage and I readied myself to go into the bathroom next.

Soon my uncle came out from the bathroom, wearing just a wet towel around his waist. The towel was somewhat short in length, so it did not go round his waist completely. The front side was opening up as he walked and I got a glimpse of his flaccid, black cock dangling inside. He held in his hand a dhoti and a cut-vest, both wet and twisted. They were the ones he had worn in the train last night. He must have washed them when he bathed. He spread them on the chair to dry in the breeze that a noisy fan was spreading all over the room. He then motioned me to go and take my bath. As I went, I heard him say that the water was warm as it came from the overhead tank, where it had got heated up in the sunlight during the day. Before pouring water on my body, I noticed the washing-soap left behind by my uncle on the soap rack. So I thought it would be good to wash my briefs too, because it had earlier fallen into dirty water, the previous day. So, I removed it and soaked it in water standing naked inside the bathroom. The door here was a full door and so there was no danger of my uncle peeping inside to see my nakedness!

When I came out of the bathroom, I saw my uncle stretched out on one side of the double cot. He was wearing his cotton underwear and nothing else. Both his hands were behind his head on the pillow. I did not fail to notice the black tuft of hair under his arm pits and his broad, hairy chest. His gaze was on the ‘lungi’ I was wearing and the washed briefs in my hand. I looked for some space to spread my briefs to dry under the fan. But my uncle’s wet clothes, including his wet towel, were spread all over the chair. My uncle noticed my predicament and said that I could put my briefs on top of his dhoti, as both would dry by next morning in the warmth of the room. So I spread my brief over his dhoti and dried my hair with the towel. I could feel my uncle’s gaze on me all the time. I was not sure whether to spread my wet towel also on the chair or put it elsewhere. But he suggested that I could put it on the towel-rack inside the bathroom.

It was nearly 9 o’clock then. There was a knock on the door. Wondering who it could be at that time of the night, I went and opened the door. A servant boy was standing there with a tray on which were two cups of milk. My uncle asked me to receive the tray and smiled at the server, who smiled back and left. My uncle had ordered milk for the two of us. We drank the milk and my uncle asked me to leave the tray with the empty cups outside the door, which I faithfully carried out.

“Are you not feeling sleepy?” asked my uncle. I said I was. He then said that I could switch off the light and go to bed. He indicated the space next to him on the cot. I went and switched off the light and in the semidarkness, went and lay on my side of the double cot. I turned my head to face the wall beside the cot, away from my uncle, who was lying on his back in the other half. There was silence for a while and I tried to close my eyes and sleep. I would have slept soon, but I heard my uncle say: “I do not know why, but I am unable to sleep.”

I did not say anything, but kept silent.
He then asked: “Vinod, are you asleep?”
“No” I said. “Why?” I did not turn from my position. I was still facing the wall.
“I just asked” he said. “I find it difficult to sleep.”
“It could be because it is a new place, not your own house in Madras” I explained.
“May be” he said. There was a bit of silence. Then he asked again:
“Vinod, do you dream when you sleep?” What a strange question, I thought. Does not every one dream sometime or the other?
“Sometimes” I said, still facing the wall. My uncle followed it up with another strange question: “When you dream, do you see girls in your dream?”
“Of course not” I said.

My uncle’s next question was still stranger! He asked “Do you see boys in your dream?”
I thought of how I had dreamed about him while lying on his cot the previous day, when I ejaculated! I just said: “May be, sometimes.”
At once he asked: “So, was it some boy that was disturbing you in your dream, when you slept yesterday on my cot? You were moaning, you know?”
I was surprised by what he said. I was about to confess to him that I was really dreaming of him. But I immediately denied and said:
“No. No one was disturbing me in my dream.” In saying this I did not realize that I had confessed to him that I did dream while sleeping the previous afternoon. My uncle now had moved over a bit closer to me. Though I had not turned towards him, yet I could feel his breath very near my neck. He then asked in my ear:

“Then, what made you ejaculate in your ‘lungi’? Was it the picture you saw in the magazine before going to sleep?”
A shiver of shame and fright swept over me. While I was wondering how the hell he knew about my ejaculation, he continued: “When I folded your ‘lungi’ this morning, I felt the starchy patches there. I felt it even in the train when we rearranged your clothes to shove in your shoes. I know how they are produced, because I too ejaculate very often in my underwear.”

I thought that it was a good opportunity to turn the focus on him, rather than it be kept centered on me. So, I asked: “Do girls come in your dream and disturb you then?”
“Not girls” he confessed. “I dream of you often!” That statement from my uncle shocked me and I was silent for a minute.
Then I said: “You saw me in your dreams? That’s strange! How could you? You have not seen me for many years’ now!”
“Yes, but I can think of you as a boy of twelve. You were so cute. I often felt that I should put my hand on your crotch and hold your cock.” As he said this, he performed the act! His hand descended on my crotch over my lungi and he caught my semi-erect cock in his hands. At the same time he kissed me on my cheek and said:

“Hope you are not angry with me? This is just fun among bachelors. Get up and switch on the light. I will show you something that will interest you.”

I saw it as an opportunity to get away from his clutches when he said this. I felt a bit ashamed that my uncle had felt my cock that was hardening. Not that I disliked it. I must admit that I got a pleasurable feeling when he placed his hands on my cock. I immediately got up and went to the switch board on the wall near the door and turned on the light. Then I turned and to face my uncle on the cot. I got a pleasurable shock!

My uncle had pushed his underwear down his legs and lay exposing his erect cock for me to see! It was a very beautiful cock that I saw. It was like a black rod, stiff and standing erect, bent at an angle towards his tummy. It could have easily been eight inches long, jet black in color with an elongated head, like that of a poisonous snake! He smiled at me, and as I looked on, he put his hand to his enormous cock and slid its foreskin up and down, exposing a bright red head that glistened in the light, like a lit torch. Though I was shocked, I could not take my eyes off it. My cock, already semi hard from all the talk and my uncle’s touch, rapidly erected to its full 6 inches within my ‘lungi’. To avoid my uncle seeing it, I turned to the switch board and was about to switch off the lights when my uncle called out: “Don’t switch it off so soon. You have seen my cock. Should I not see yours?”

I was in a dilemma. But I had no choice and my initial embarrassment, due to his grip on my cock, was wearing away. I turned towards him smilingly and let my ‘lungi’ fall to the ground. On seeing my erect, white cock, he ogled it for a few seconds and then quickly got down from the cot, came near me and embraced me. Our two naked bodies became tightly bonded. I instinctively put my hands around his waist and embraced him passionately, as he did the same, holding me tight against his strong torso! Neither of us said anything for some time. He kissed me several times on my face and on my mouth and then asked me to stand still. He put his hand into the pocket of his pants that was hanging on the coat-rack nearby, and brought out a small bottle that contained a deep-yellow colored, viscous liquid. He opened the bottle and poured some of it on to his hand and smeared it on his cock. Then he took more of it and smeared it on my cock. It was sticky. When I asked him what it was, he said that I would soon know. Then he switched off the light and took me to the bed. I stepped out of my ‘lungi’ leaving it on the floor, and went and lay on my back on the cot. My uncle followed me, climbing on to the cot on all fours and put his legs on either side of my head.

His black man-meat was directly above my face, menacingly pointing at my mouth. His head was near my cock and bending down, he grabbed my erect cock in his mouth and started sucking it furiously. I hesitated to put my mouth to his cock. But when he was sucking mine and giving me so much pleasure, I thought I too should grab his cock into my mouth. When I enveloped his cock-head in my mouth, it tasted very sweet. It is then that I realized that the liquid that was applied to our cocks was nothing but honey! We both sucked each others cocks passionately for some time. I probably sucked my uncle’s cock much slowly, than he did mine, because I began to feel my orgasm coming up bubbling. I took my mouth from his cock and tried to remove my cock from his mouth, indicating that I was nearing ejaculation. But my uncle did not remove his mouth, but went on sucking more vigorously. I could not control my ejaculation. I shot my load into his mouth in several jerks. My uncle’s mouth never left my cock, but swallowed all my cum without a drop spilling out! Moreover, he jammed his cock onto my face so that I soon picked it up in my mouth and continued to suck it. My cock grew flaccid within his mouth and so he left it and got up, withdrawing his erect cock from my mouth. He turned around and patted both my cheeks with his hands and said: “Now let us go to the next step!”

My uncle got down from the cot and switched on the light. To avoid my cock being exhibited, I turned on my belly and drawing a pillow near me, place one of my legs on it. My buttocks were now exposed. I bent my head sideways to see what my uncle was doing. He had taken out another bottle from the pocket of his pants on the coat-rack and was opening it. It too contained a liquid, light-yellow in color. He poured some of it and it looked like oil. He rubbed it on his erect cock. It started to glisten like a carved, varnished piece of rosewood! He looked up from treating his cock and noticed my buttocks exposed and the pose I was lying in. He exclaimed:

“You are beautifully exhibiting your pink ass, boy!”[“un sikappu soothe nalla katre da”]
I should have kept silent on hearing it. But I was then in a playful mood and so said:

“It is all for you uncle!” [“yellam unakku than, mama]. My mischievous statement delighted him. He immediately climbed on to the cot on all fours, with the bottle in his hands, saying:
“Oh how nice to hear that. Just you wait, brat. I am coming to insert my black cock into your pink ass-hole and fuck you till morning. Was it not my dream all these days?”

He came near and handed me the bottle and then applied his palms to my ass. It was greasy and from the smell I could say that it was castor oil. My uncle parted my butt cheeks and exposing my ass-hole applied the oil repeatedly there. On and off, he applied it on his erect cock also making it well oiled. I wondered where he got these small bottles of honey and castor oil. When I asked him he said that he got them when I was at the interview. So, then I knew why he was gone so long at the time of my interview! As he applied oil to my ass-hole, he inserted his middle finger deep into it and withdrew it once or twice. Then he did that several times. When his finger entered my ass-hole, it gave me a pleasurable feeling. I lay there showing my ass to my uncle for his treatment, which he continued for a while, first with his middle finger and then adding his index finger and then with three fingers, including his thumb also! My ass hole must have been stretched wide, I thought because, I began to feel the head of my uncles cock trying to enter in!

Before I realized what was happening, his huge cock slid into my hole and he was fucking me tenderly, not to hurt me. I drew my knees to my stomach as I lay on my chest, so that my ass may be well exposed for the onslaught. He held me by my hips and pounded me with passion. Then he asked me to lie on my back, lifted up my legs and lying on my belly, he started fucking me forcefully. His balls slammed against my butt-cheeks and I put my hands around his torso and held him tight. There was some pain and soft cries escaped from my mouth. All the sounds got completely drowned in the noise of the fan and no one outside could have heard anything. Soon I could feel his hot cum squirt inside my bowels and he held me tightly. I responded by doing the same.

When it was all over, he bent down under the cot, picked up my ‘lungi’that was lying on the floor and placed it under my ass to avoid any soiling of the bed-sheet on the cot. As I wiped myself, he lay next to me exhausted. He had one of his arms over my chest and his face was near mine. He muttered in a low voice:

“That was fantastic. Don’t worry. I will wash your ‘lungi’ tomorrow when you’re gone to the University and get it ready for you in the evening,” he said.
“Aren’t you coming with me tomorrow to the University?” I asked in haste.
“No,” he said.
“I wish they don’t select me,” I said. “We could then go back to Chennai and we both can stay in your house!”
“You want to stay with me and get fucked every night? That would be fantastic,” said my uncle in ecstasy.
“Then let’s leave tomorrow itself,” I exclaimed.

“Don’t be silly! You are not my wife to come and stay in my house and get fucked daily, abandoning your studies. Of course, you will be selected and will stay here for the next two years and complete your master’s degree and probably go on to do your Ph.D. as well,” he said, wanting to encourage me. I marveled at his concern for me--his sister’s son!
“I want to stay with you always,” I said, throwing my hands around his broad chest.
“That is not practical,” he said. “Your father would want you to complete your studies, get a good job, then marry a girl, fuck her and produce babies.”
“I don’t think I can stand any girl, leave alone fucking her.” I said with a smile.
“You are just like me when I was your age,” said my uncle.

“Don’t you want to get married? I am sure many girls in Madras must be after you, seeing your color,” I said, touching his weak point to see what his reactions would be.
“I am one unlucky guy in the whole city of Madras. I do not have any friends, you know. Not even among males,” he said, with a sigh. I felt like kissing him and telling him that I would be his friend all his life. I had such a close bond with him then.
“What about that friend of yours who forgot the magazine in your house? Is he not your dear friend?” I asked with a wink.

“Oh, that? That was only an imaginary friend. That magazine is mine,” confessed my uncle.
“I thought as much,” I said. Then I turned to him and kissed him for the first time. Then we went to sleep. We slept naked in each others embrace--my bachelor uncle and I.

End of Chapter 3---To be continued