Can I Call You Uncle?
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It can be fun to explore a bit of intergenerational role-play fantasy about daddy-figures and bad uncles, right?
Can I Call You Uncle? is erotic gay fiction. It’s sexual fantasies about gay men who have sex with other gay men, so if that’s not your thing then this book probably isn’t for you.
If that is something that you might be interested in reading about, then Can I Call You Uncle? gives you the story of Brad and Blake.
With finances a bit tight, Brad and Blake decide to rent out their spare room and take in a lodger. Their lodger is Zach - a young guy just getting his life together. Having Zach in the house creates all sorts of temptations for Brad and Blake, and their relationship is tested in unexpected ways. The question is, will spicing things up with a younger guy bring them closer together, or will it drive them apart?
As you’d expect with a work of erotic gay fiction, there’s plenty of sex in this story. Lots of it. If you appreciate the kind of heat that happens when gay guys get it on, then this could be the kind of bed-time reading that you're looking for.
Here's a sample:
It had been two of the guys at the gym who had first given Blake a taste of what it feels like when an older guy takes charge. Blake had been kicking back in the sauna at the gym one day, after a workout. He always liked the sauna, just being able to sit around naked with other guys, listening to their conversations, admiring their bodies. The sauna had been empty when Blake went in, he threw some water on the hot stones and spread his towel out on one of the wooden benches. It was only a few moments later that Hank and Stan walked into the sauna. Blake knew them a bit, he’d seen them working out at the gym a couple of times. They were friends of his Dad. It was only a small sauna, and Hank and Steve sat on either side of Blake as the three of them shared the wooden bench.
“Hey, Blake…” nodded Hank.
“How’s your Dad, kid?” asked Stan.
“Hey, guys…” nodded Blake. “Yeah, all good…”
“You’re getting some nice definition there, kid…” observed Hank. “You’ll be putting your old man to shame pretty soon!”
“Hardly!” grinned Blake. “He’s way bigger than me.”
“Not in every respect…” winked Stan, wiping the palm of his hand down across his sweaty chest, down across his stomach, and down to rest on his cock. Blake tried not to stare.
“You ever jack-off in here, kid?” asked Hank.
“Um, no…” replied Blake. “Never have.”
“Looks like you might need to…” winked Hank, looking at Blake’s cock which was obviously chubbed up with the excitement of being naked next to the two big guys.
“We’re always jacking off in here…” added Stan, running the palm of his hand up and down his cock-shaft. “Getting all sweaty always turns me on…” Blake couldn’t quite believe what was happening as he watched Hand and Stan both begin jacking their thick cocks.
“Are you going to join in, kid, or are you just going to watch us?” asked Hank. Blake’s resistance crumbled and he wrapped his fist around his hard cock and began firmly jacking.
“Ever stick your fingers up your hole while you’re jacking?” asked Stan. Blake shook his head. “Here, let me show you…” said Stan, using his spare hand to reach between Blake’s legs until his fingers found Blake’s sweaty boy-hole.
“Ungh…” moaned Blake, as Stan’s fingers made contact.
“I think he likes it…” grinned Hank, as Blake spread his legs to give Stan better access, allowing Stan’s fingers to push deeper inside him. “Come and sit up here, little man…” said Hank, practically lifting Blake so that he was sitting on Hank’s lap. Hank pulled Blake’s knees back towards his chest so that Stan could continue working his fingers in and out of Blake’s tight and smooth boy-hole. “Does that feel good, little man?”
“Uh huh…” nodded Blake, the sweat and heat sliding between his body and Hank’s hairy chest.
“You think he’s going to be able to be able to take that?” asked Hank, as Stan lined his thick cock up against Blake’s boy-hole.
“I’ve got him pretty loose…” shrugged Stan. “Besides, it’s not every day you get to take the cherry of your buddy’s son.”
“Good point…” grinned Hank. “Who knew that the kid would be such a Daddy’s Boy…”
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