Jeff's Christmas Present

Things got really bad with my parents that winter and they were basically divorcing, so they sent me to my Uncle Jeff’s for the holidays. Jeff isn’t really my uncle - just an old family friend who I’ve known since I was little. We’ve always gotten along well, so despite how depressing things were at home it was a relief to go to Jeff’s house, where things were calm. 

The first night he treated me to a glass of wine. 

“You’re old enough now - well, legal age for sex, anyway,” he said as he poured me a glass. 

“Not that I’m getting any,” I said, rolling my eyes. 

“Aw, c’mon,” Uncle Jeff said, pushing the glass toward me. “Sexy young guy like you? You’ve really filled out in the last two years,” he added, reaching out to feel my muscled shoulder and bicep. “I’d think the girls would be banging down your door, not to mention the boys.”

“Maybe I’m too picky,” I said, enjoying the feel of Jeff’s hand before he took it away. I took a sip of wine and felt it course warmly through my body. “I’ve gotten a few blowjobs from guys and girls, but technically I’m still a virgin.” 

“No kidding?” Jeff said, looking at me from across the kitchen counter. My parents were always joking about how good-looking he was. “That’s a shame.” 

“Maybe I’ll do better in college,” I said, and Jeff nodded but he didn’t say anything.

On Christmas Eve Jeff opened another bottle of wine. We watched Christmas movies on cable, sipping the wine and making fun of how cheesy they were. I was getting this vibe from Jeff, or maybe it was just me? I couldn’t tell, but I kept getting boners in my pajama pants and I was about to head to bed early so I could jack off, but Jeff went up to shower and when he came back downstairs he was in a tight tank-top that showed off his tan and muscled body.

“How you feelin?” he said, sitting next to me on the couch and motioning toward the big glass of wine I’d just poured for myself. 

“Great,” I said, honestly, because I’d been realizing what a relief it was to be in a house where people weren’t constantly on the verge of fighting, and being able to talk to Jeff so openly was a bonus. 

“Well, you know, I got you a few things for Christmas,” he said, nodding his head toward the presents under the tree. 

“I know. I got you some stuff too,” I said. Jeff had this look in his eye and that horniness came rushing back. I started to get hard for no reason I could tell, which made me a little uncomfortable and I shifted in my seat. 

“I know we’re supposed to wait and open them tomorrow but, if you want you can open one right now…” Jeff said.

“Okay,” I said. Jeff smirked. Then he rolled over and got on all fours, perching his ass up. It was such a nice ass, I’d certainly noticed it before. He was wearing Christmas-plaid pajama pants. 

“Oh, here,” he said, and reached down to grab a bow off of one of the presents under the tree. He stuck it on his butt and then presented his ass to me again, laughing. “Merry Christmas.” 

“Uh…” I said. “You mean…?”

“You say you’ve never gotten to fuck. So I thought: why not? Just don’t tell your parents,” Jeff said over his muscled shoulder. 

“So I can…do whatever?” I said.

“Yep, it’s all yours. Go ahead and unwrap it,” Jeff said, humor still in his voice but it was being replaced by something else. My boner was raging, and there was no way I was going to pass this up. I moved toward him and took hold of the waistband of his pants, lowering them down over his spread ass. Jeff was into tanning and he obviously tanned naked. His ass was a golden brown, even in his crack. Under his tribal tramp stamp it was smooth, round, his hole hairless and smelling fresh. “All yours for night,” Jeff said. 

“Oh man,” I said. I’d fantasized about doing something with Jeff for years, now. Apparently he’d considered it, too. And now, here it was. Any anxiety I felt around it was erased by the wine, which was seemingly going straight to my dick. I ran my hand over Jeff’s ass, my palm sliding over his smooth cheeks and across his smooth crack and hole. When I did that his hole scrunched up and he moaned a little. 

I got my face closer to him. I’d been fantasizing about eating ass for months at that point, something I’d never done. I put out my tongue and licked down Jeff’s crack. As soon as my tongue made contact with his skin he let out his breath. “There you go, kid. Enjoy it, it’s nice and clean for ya.” 

I ran my tongue down his crack. The moment where I made contact with his hole and it tightened and Jeff moaned, I knew I’d found my new favorite thing. 

“Oh fuck yeah, buddy, lick that hole,” Jeff said, and his cursing brought out something in me. I pressed my tongue to his hole so that it slid in a little which made him moan even louder. Then I really got my face in there, pressing it into Jeff’s butt, licking him as deeply as I could. “Fuck that’s good, damn kid, you’re making my hole so horny…” Jeff said as I teased my tongue up and down his crack and around his hole. Jeff settled into position, letting out his breath as he tucked his arms under his head and arched his back, beautiful ass still pushed out for me like the ultimate gift. 

I must have eaten his ass for a good half hour, with Jeff offering me encouragement and occasionally reaching down to tweak his cock through his lowered pajama pants. I would do these deep dives with my tongue, where I focused on breathing through my nose. The deeper I would lick the louder Jeff would moan.

“Damn Uncle Jeff,” I said, coming up for air. I ran my hand over his ass watching the goosebumps appear on his smooth tan skin. I pressed a finger lightly against his hole and the tip of it went inside. Jeff moaned loud then. “I didn’t get you anything this good,” I said. 

“Oh I don’t know about that,” Jeff said, and flipping around on the couch to face me. He took off his pants so I could finally see his hard-on, which was as raging as mine. Somehow I’d imagined that getting your ass played with would be something you would endure, rather than something you would enjoy, so it was exciting to see how turned-on Jeff was. 

“Stand up,” he said to me, so I did and he sat before me on the edge of the couch. He reached for my hard cock in my pajama pants and stroked it. “Mm, looks like you brought me something real nice…” he said, reaching for the waistband of my pants and pulling them down to unveil my eight-inch boner, dripping with precum. “Phew…fuck yeah you did,” Jeff said, gazing at my throbbing rod. He opened his mouth real wide and leaned forward to take it in his mouth, eyes on mine as he did. His lips slid down and I moaned. He took my dick all the way down his throat, pausing at the base to let me feel the way his throat muscles clenched around it, his tongue teasing the underside. I realized I was holding my breath and I let it out as he slid his mouth back up my shaft, hands going up my stomach and under my shirt to feel my torso. I ditched the shirt and Jeff continued to feel up my body as he bobbed his head on my rod, looking up at me as he stuffed his mouth full of dick, taking it all the way to my nuts and even choking on it a little before he came back up for air. 

“Mm, such a good present: big teen cock,” Jeff said before stuffing his mouth full again. He came up for air and looked up at me, eyes watering: “Are you gonna fuck me with this?” he said as he stroked my spit-coated rod. 

“Fuck yes,” I said. My heart was in my throat. 

“I want you to fuck me as long as you want and as many times as you want. Cum wherever you want, too,” Jeff said.

“Even inside you?” I said.

“Especially inside me,” Jeff said, waving my prick around and slapping it against his cheeks and lips. “I’m on PrEP…you should fully enjoy your gift,” he said before stuffing myself in his mouth again. He reached into his pocket and brought out a tube of lube. “Here this goes with it,” he said with a wink, then stood up to strip completely. He flipped around and perched himself on all fours on the couch.

“Lube up and have fun, son,” he said over his shoulder to me. I looked at that tan, spread ass and had to laugh.

“Damn, Uncle Jeff. Best Christmas ever!” 

“You gonna come down my chimney?” Jeff said, which made us both laugh. I lubed up my cock and his hole. It took me a minute to get it inside him. But that first moment of it going past his sphincter was incredible. “Little more…” Jeff instructed, and then I was sliding inside him fully, his tight, warm hole engulfing my rod. It felt heavenly and I thought: This is fucking. I instantly loved it. 

Jeff kept saying all this dirty stuff, like “That virgin dick fills me up so good!” Sometimes I would go slow, watching where it slid in and out, and it almost didn’t seem possible, this big thing sliding into that tight space, into another human: my uncle, no less.

It seemed like the harder I fucked the more he liked it. I got a real rhythm and was just pounding away. I felt my load start to rise and Jeff must have noticed it too because he stopped me. “Slow down, don’t cum yet,” he said, and got on his back and threw his legs up in the air. That was even hotter cause I could kiss him while we fucked. Which was such a trip because I’d been close to Jeff for so long, but never like this: our tongues intermingling and our bodies connected. It reached this point where I was so close and he was hard and jacking and he said “Go ahead, cum - oh fuck I’m gonna cum too.” And as I shot deep inside him he came all over himself. Then I collapsed on the floor next to his legs and he ruffled my hair and we laughed. 

“Not bad for your first time,” Jeff said, motioning to the cum that covered his body. “Fuck, you really filled me up, son,” he said, feeling his cum-sloppy hole. 

We stayed up all night, fucking our way into Christmas morning. I came in Jeff two more times, and in the morning he had me fuck him one last time under the tree. Then we opened the rest of our gifts but none of it really compared. 

All characters are age 18 or older.