Valentine | THE RICHARDS FAMILY | Tape 14

I’m hosting the annual Richards family reunion this year, and last night, the festivities really started off with a bang! You see, around 1 A.M., I heard moaning coming from one of the guest rooms. Naturally, I went to make sure all was okay.

The door was slightly ajar and when I approached, I saw my young nephew Asher getting absolutely fuck-hammered by his father—my older brother—Reese! I’m sure you can guess how blown away I was by such a sight, but if I’m being perfectly honest, at the same time I was immediately and utterly turned on.

I think my nephew is cute as fuck and I’ve admittedly had more than a few fantasies about him. The fact that he was banging my brother got me super excited. Naturally, I wanted to know more, but I also knew that I probably should keep it to myself that I happened upon their sexual activities—for now.

The next morning, while Reese was upstairs taking one of his famous hour-long showers, I took the opportunity to hang out and converse with Asher, who was casually playing around on his phone at the island in the kitchen.

I asked the trans teen if he had a Valentine crush he was seeing recently. He coyly shrugged and nodded. I wasn’t deterred by Asher’s vague response. I pressed on and asked what this ‘special someone’ was like. The cheeky cherub deadpanned me and replied that the dude in question was “nice” and “kind.”

Next, I asked how long Asher and the ‘mystery fellow’ have known one another. I chuckled to myself when the twink pretended to calculate and then answered with: “awhile.” Ha! I could be clever, too. So I followed up with a complimentary lead-in: I postulated that Asher was wise to “vibe well” with his partner before “getting too deep.”

Asher could barely suppress a grin, I noticed, after my statement. I could also clearly see that the purposefully ambiguous twink wasn’t going to give an inch here. So I quickly took a different tack: my nephew and I don’t see each other nearly as often as we’d like, considering how far apart we live from one another. But we’ve always been able to talk openly about pretty much anything.

The truth of the matter is that, although I was wildly curious about the extent of Asher’s relationship with my brother, I also wanted the boy to trust me completely. I was surprised when I found the two of them fucking each other’s brains out, but after the initial shock wore off, I thought it was pretty awesome and I really couldn’t think of anything else for the rest of the night.

I might have pressed a bit too hard with the trust card because Asher was curious as to why I wanted to know so much about his sex life. I quickly assured the boy that I respected his privacy. I just wanted to let him know that there was no topic out of bounds, nothing that the boy couldn’t tell me. I could keep a secret, too.

Asher took a moment to consider. Then he confessed that his lover was older—quite a bit older. I had to suppress my own grin at that comment. Then Asher described how tall, muscular, and “big” his older lover is. I was starting to feel a little “big” in my pants as the conversation continued.

Finally, I threw caution to the wind and asked what Asher liked to do sexually with this well-endowed, older guy. And to my great surprise, the cute, quirky boy clicked his tongue and basically asked me if I would be interested in a live demonstration. Fuck yeah I would!

Asher reached out and put his hand on my crotch. Then he leaned in and kissed me—a juicy, sensuous kiss. I pulled back momentarily; I respect my brother and, for just a second, I felt a pang of guilt. Asher assured me that his fella wouldn’t mind. In fact, apparently, the “mystery man”, would actually like hearing about what was about to happen between us.

Asher and I made out like two lust-struck fools. Hands, lips, fingertips, and tongues went everywhere. I eventually peeled his jeans off, then hoisted the trans hottie up onto the counter top. The boy splayed his creamy thighs apart and revealed the already-slippery boy-slit. I took a deep breath and then dove right in.

I sucked Asher off like a mad fiend—and I was thorough about it, too. My tongue didn’t miss a morsel. Fucking delicious. And between Asher’s loud gasps and his pulling my face right into his tender, precious sweet meats, I felt the electricity of our need to fuck rise to urgent levels awfully quick.

I should also note that Asher’s insanely hot T-dick was bright pink and oozing so much sauce that I just had to lick clean every drop. The moaning hottie never once dried up. I was eventually able to just slide my iron-hard thickness right into that bonus hole. Filled it right up to the hilt, too.

As Asher and I fucked each other with a rabid carnality, I silently hoped and wished that Reese might finish his shower a little early and catch us in this magnificent frantic fuck. To no avail, however, as the combination of Asher’s heavenly bonus hole and my own animal craving was becoming more than I could take.

I kept moving the horny boy into different positions in the meantime, hoping I might last just a little longer. But when Asher insisted that he absolutely needed to see my massive load, how could I deny him?

My throbbing cock blasted off all over Asher’s back the moment I pulled out and the boy looked right at me and moaned while hungrily licking his lips. Man, the cumshot was insane! I hadn’t shot a wad like that in ages! Hot, thick cream coated the FTM wet dream’s smooth, silky back and ass mounds.

I sunk my still fully erect, still aching girth back inside the boy’s still wet, pulsating, oozy slit. Asher and I moaned and kissed. As I wrapped my arms around my nephew, I couldn’t help but immediately start fantasizing about the possibilities of future family fun during the next several days…!