Morning had rolled around, and by morning I mean it was 6am and I had no plans of getting up. Something did manage to wake me up though, it wasn't my uncle but he's sure what kept me awake.
I sort of took a second to take in my surroundings, and focus on what all was happening. Which was when I had felt my uncle move just a little against me, his hand was up my sweater and resting against my stomach while his entire front was pressed up against my back. His face was directly against the back of my neck and when he moved, he brushed his nose over the area then sort of hugged me against him. I couldn't help but smile like a complete idiot, I knew he was asleep but this was the first time I ever felt like someone wanted me that close. I had never really cuddled anyone, other than a few ex girlfriends but this was different... because I was the little spoon.
I brought my hand down to his arm so that I could just smooth my fingers over his skin, it wasn't rough or smooth, but it felt nice. I closed my eyes and relaxed into the feeling of his arms before shooting my eyes open yet again when I felt him kiss the back of my neck. I shivered slightly then turned my head just a little which was when he shifted a little so that his upper torso wasn't as close to me.
I did manage to move a little away from him since I didn't want him to wake up and see me all over him. But that didn't stop him from moving his hand down to my stomach again and pull me backs against him, but this time... I could feel something hard against me. I moved my hand down between us to see if it was maybe a bunched up bit of blanket between us but I stopped when I began to feel what it was, my fingers smoothing over it to figure out what it was. Is that..? Oh god, it is.
I froze a little, I wasn't entire sure what to do now that I basically had his dick in my hand through his boxers. He shifted his hips a little so that our hips were closer together, initially grinding against my hand before I finally was able to move my hand and quickly turn my head back to stare at the door. My heart was pounding inside of my chest, and I was.. less than soft at this point.
"You're so sexy, fuck..." his voice came out as a tired whisper, I felt his warm breath against my ear. I couldn't help but bring my hand down to the front of my boxers, slowly moving my fingers over my form while I just took in the moment of his voice and how his breath felt against my neck. I felt like such a slut.. I felt like an idiot, really. He's my uncle.
"M-Martin, you're..–" I stopped when I realized that I'd more than likely wake him up and make it even more awkward because he'd realize what he's done. But this couldn't go on. "Martin, wake up" I mumbled while I shifted on the bed, turning over onto my side so that I could face him "uncle Martin" I said in a slightly louder but hushed voice.
"Hmm?" His tired, groggy voice carried through his throat.
"You were grinding on me, stop" I said bluntly.
"Mm okay, sorry Toby boy" he muttered while he brought his hand down to my waist and tugged me a little close "warmth.. you're so.. warm" he mumbled out before falling into a deeper sleep than before. An actual snore fell from his lips and I tried not to laugh but I couldn't help it.
"Trust me.. it's more than okay" I basically whispered it out. I loved it, but if he were to get all hot and bothered like I was, then it would be dangerous because I might not keep my hands to myself. I moved down just a little so that I could rest my head on his chest, it took him no time at all to bring his arms around me to hold me like this. I fell asleep pretty quickly in his warm, tight embrace.
The real morning came when Martin woke up, with me still in his arms. I felt him sort of shift on the bed, and it caused me to whine and hold onto him so he couldn't leave me. I was mostly asleep but I was aware that he was trying to move. "Toby.." he whispered out. A small chuckle formed in his throat, I slowly began to wake up just a little when I felt his finger brush a few strands of hair out of my face, my sleepy eyes moved up to meet his beautiful blue eyes, I could swear my heart skipped so fast. The way he was smiling down at me, that was a look that I would want to wake up to every morning. My cheeks flushed really red, and it wasn't surprising since I've never been in this situation. "Look at those red cheeks, that's so cute" he said while he brought his fingers to smooth over my cheek.
"I'm not cute.. not at all" I murmured in a gentle tone before I finally pulled my head up to look around for my clock "what time is it?" I asked while I sat up so that I wasn't too awkwardly clinging onto my uncles half naked body.
"It's almost 9, I think the rest of the family is up" he said in a smooth voice, he stretched out just a little which made his feet poke out of the blankets. I looked down at them and we both chuckled a little. "You didn't get too cold last night, did you?" He asked me, which made me draw my attention up to him.
I shook my head a couple of times and slowly sunk back down under the covers, wanting to just kinda move my feet down and play with his but I decided against it. "No.. I actually got a little hot.. but not too bad, I cooled myself off by sticking my foot out of the blanket" I said with a small awkward chuckle.
He turned onto his side to look down at me, a small smile was on his lips as he just stared down at me with the most beautiful eyes. I could honestly say that he had the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen, it was enough to make me melt into a puddle. My heart was beating inside of my chest as I stared back, I wasn't sure what was going to happen. I wanted to kiss him, but if I tried and he thought I was gay and.. into incest, then I'd be the laughing stock of the family. "Things did get a little hot for me last night too, I slept great though" he said in a soft voice.
I want to kiss him. I hate my life. I'm a freak and everyone is going to know if I try anything. So I decided to make all the signals of a kiss. I slowly wet my lips just a little then brought my hand to his bicep which was really nice, I enjoyed feeling it "I slept great too, I usually don't sleep very well when I sleep in the same bed as someone" I told him in a soft voice, my eyes locking with his still.
"That's... I'm the same way, honestly" he said while his eyes slowly lowered to my lips. Oh my god this is working. He was slowly moving a bit closer to me while my grip on his bicep got a little tighter, he was going to kiss me.. I knew it.
A few seconds before he was mere inches away from my face, my dad knocked on the door. "Martin, Toby. Time to get up, foods done" he called through the door.
Martin's head craned back a little before he looked back down at me with a nervous chuckle "I guess it's breakfast time already, I'm not particularly hungry right now" he said as he cleared his throat then leaned up to sit up straight "but I could go for some coffee, let's get down there" he patted my leg as he got up. Ah there it is, my moment gone.
I groaned a little and flopped back against my pillow "I'll be down in a minute, I'm not good with crowds of people and noise" I mumbled out while I pulled my pillow over my head and let out a dramatic groan into it.
I heard him chuckle a little, along with the clanking of his buckle as he began to dress himself. "I feel out of place in most family gatherings, actually. But I haven't seen your dad in years, so it's good to connect with family again. You all should come to Sweden for Christmas, that could be fun" he said while he pulled on his shirt. I only knew this because I was peeking at him like a pervert.
"I'd do anything to go to Sweden" I said honestly, my eyes closing again as I let out a small groan "I doubt my parents would go all the way out there.. with my moms family and shit, there's no way that they'd risk fighting over that" I grumbled into the pillow.
"Maybe you and your dad could come out.. or just you, I mean if you want to go to Sweden then I'm sure your parents can't really say no.. since you are of age" he said while he walked over to the bed, I felt my pillow move away from my face as he sat down "Perhaps this time your mom will agree to come, I mean how often have you guys visited your fathers side?" He asked then tossed my pillow back onto my face, getting up from the bed again and walking over to the door.
He had a point, we didn't ever go see my dads side of the family "not by our choice, my mom is the one who's dead set on us focusing on her side of the family"
After a few minutes had passed, I finally got up which it would've been hard to hide my boner unless I pulled my sweater all the way down. I had to do a lot of thinking to get it to go away, and once I did, I put on a pair of pants and changed my shirt.
I joined the family again, and once I stepped foot in the room I noticed how everyone stared at me. As if they knew I was just groping my uncles dick this morning. Well I like to think I groped it and didn't freak out.
Even Martin was staring at me, he was sipping from his cup of coffee and leaning against the counter with his hips arched out in the gayest w– holy fuck I can see his boner.
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