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Subject: My Khmer Nephew (Interracial, Incest) Please do not read this story if you are under 18. This story is a product of the author’s imagination, any resemblance to actual people is purely coincidental. Please condider donating to Nifty, this site relies on support from its readers. My Khmer Nephew The last year has been very tough for me. Last spring I lost my partner of ten years to cancer. Although I was glad his suffering was over, I never thought that I would have to start my life again at 35; I had always assumed that we would grow old together. My one saving grace was, and still is, his family. My late partner Vinh came from a large, happy Vietnamese family, and they love me. Since my own family lives far away and I only get to see them once or twice a year, Vinh’s family made me one of their own years ago when our relationship became serious. As the token white guy I stick out like a sore thumb in all of the family pictures, but in my heart, they’re my people. We have six beautiful nieces and nephews, but we have always been closest to Sam, the oldest. He was just an eight year old kid when Vinh and I met, but he’s now 19 and very much a man. Vinh’s sister married a Cambodian, so Sam is half Khmer. He’s much darker than his cousins, and taller. Sam is a big guy at six foot one and 200 pounds. He’s not particularly muscular, just big and solid. The rest of the family has always teased him abut his thick, intense eyebrows that give him the appearance of being constantly angry, but he’s actually kind and quite gentle. In the last year or so he’s tried to grow some hair on his face, but it’s straight and sparse, mainly above his lip and on his chin. One night a few weeks ago, it was absolutely pouring out as I was getting ready for bed. Just as I was about to turn out the lights, the front doorbell rang. I had no idea who it could be on a night like that as I rushed downstairs, turning on additional lights as I made my way to the front door. I opened it and there was Sam, soaking wet, his shiny black hair plastered to his forehead. “Sam, Jesus…get in here!” I grabbed him by the arm, pulling him into the entry way and closing the door. “What are you doing here? What’s going on?” I was so surprised to see him in this condition. “They kicked me out,” he said quietly. “Can I stay here for a few days?” “Yes of course. What happened? How did you get here? Get out of those wet clothes.” I couldn’t wrap my head around what was going on. I ran to the bathroom and got him a towel. When I returned, he began to speak as he stripped. “I dropped out of school last week. I hated college, I want to be a mechanic and work at my friend’s dad’s garage with him.” He was now down to his boxers, so I handed him the towel as he continued, “Mom was pissed but my dad went nuts. He screamed at me that I should be thankful for the opportunities they never had and that I’m ungrateful. Then he said if I didn’t re-enroll, I could get out. So I left and walked here; I didn’t know where else to go.” The whole family places education at the absolute top of the list, so I wasn’t entirely surprised to hear Sam’s story. I didn’t really know what to say, so I decided to put it off. “Why don’t you let them calm down for a few days? I’ll text your mom and let her know that you’re here. I’ll help you talk to them when you’re ready.” “Thanks Uncle Chris,” Sam looked sheepish as he headed upstairs to the guest room. I texted his mother, then I took his wet clothes and put them in the dryer, realizing that he had nothing else to wear. I thought to myself that I would go see Vinh’s sister the next day to get some clothes for him, maybe it would be a good chance to start a conversation. I got us both some water and went upstairs, finding Sam sitting on the edge escort bayan of the bed in my guest room flipping through channels on the TV mindlessly. He was just in his boxers, the towel casually discarded on the floor. “Sam do you want something else to wear?” I asked as I walked in, placing his glass of water next to the TV. “I put your wet clothes in the dryer.” “No thanks, I’ll just sleep in my boxers. Hey, Uncle, have you seen my tattoo? It’s finally done.” He put the remote down and looked up at me. “I saw a little bit when you went upstairs, but not the whole thing,” I replied as I sat down on the bed next to him. He turned his back to me so I could see examine the work of art that covered him from shoulder to shoulder and down to his waist. In the center was a large Cambodian wat, or temple, surrounded by lotus flowers and tigers, all in black and contrasting beautifully with his dark tan skin. Near each shoulder blade was a nearly perfect portrait. On one side, his mother in a traditional Vietnamese headdress, and on the other, his father in a traditional Cambodian one. The whole scene took my breath away. “Sam, this is beautiful,” I whispered in awe. “Can I touch it?” I couldn’t resist as I reached out. “Yes,” he responded simply. “It just finished healing last week.” I began touching him gently, tracing the outline of the tigers and various flowers with my fingertips. I couldn’t believe how smooth his skin was, I thought the tattoo would feel quite rough. “Do you like it?” He asked me softly. “It’s so cool,” I replied breathlessly. “Do you like me?” This question was asked in a whisper. I took my hand away and hesitated for a second before answering, “I do. But you’re my nephew.” He kept his back to me and spoke shyly, “We’re not really related, I was related by blood with Uncle Vinh. I’ve had a crush on you since I was 13. Aren’t I your favorite?” He slowly turned around to face me, both of us still sitting on the edge of the bed. “You are my favorite and of course I think you’re incredible looking…” He was staring at me as I spoke, I don’t think he heard a word of what I was saying. Suddenly he brought his face to mine and kissed me. While I was very surprised, I didn’t pull away. I hadn’t been kissed or touched in an intimate way in so long due to Vinh’s illness and death. A flood of emotion rushed over me and I grabbed Sam’s big shoulders, pulling him to me as I kissed him back deeply. As we continued kissing, Sam began to pull my tee shirt up to take it off, but I stopped him when it reached my armpits. “Sam, I don’t feel right about this,” I weakly protested. “I’m 16 years older than you and I’m part of your family. If any of them found out about this I’d lose them all.” “Then let’s keep it between us,” he said in a husky voice as he came in for another kiss, wrestling my shirt off. Once he had my shirt off, he pushed me back onto the bed and straddled me, running his hands over my hairy chest and rubbing my quickly hardening nipples. “Every time I saw you swimming with the family, I wanted to touch this,” he said softly, “I’ve wondered so many times what your chest would feel like.” He was driving me crazy, so I came up, supported myself on my elbows and started kissing him again, our tongues wrestling as we explored each other’s mouths. As we kissed, I felt something warm on my stomach and looking down, I saw him for the first time. Jutting out from the leg opening of his boxers, his penis looked like a dark brown missile as it lay heavily on me. It was large and completely smooth, the glans hidden by foreskin that was just opening. I reached down to touch it and as I did, he gasped. I tugged on it gently and he rose to bring it to my mouth as I laid back down onto a pillow. I started at the tip, sucking tuzla genç escort on it and tasting the precum that was dribbling out. I took it in my hand again, gently skinning it so that the head was exposed, bright pink and wet. I closed my mouth around it and pulled it in, sucking as he pushed it deeper into my throat. Finally my nose was buried in his thick, black pubes and he moaned, “So good, feels so good…” He began to pick up the pace, holding my head in place as he fucked my mouth and throat. I held his hairy balls as I sucked, caressing and tugging on them as they gradually drew up close to his body. Suddenly he swelled in my mouth and I knew he was going to come. He grunted and thrust in urgently one last time, then began to flood my mouth and throat with his semen. Once he was finished cumming, he lowered his face to mine and kissed my mouth, tasting what he had just deposited there. “That was amazing,” he said as he caught his breath. He got off of me and pulled down the shorts I was wearing, along with my boxers. I was rock hard by this time and a pool of precum had gathered on my hairy abs and down into my pubes. He got between my legs and lowered is face to my crotch, inhaling the smell of my cock as he began to lick at the base where it met my heavy balls. “You’re so hairy down here Uncle,” he said as he ran his fingers through my pubes and up to my furry stomach. “Is it okay?” I asked, suddenly feeling exposed and slightly embarrassed. “So sexy,” he replied as he took my raging cock into his mouth, tasting my precum as he nearly swallowed me whole. “Damn, this has been my fantasy for so long,” he continued as he alternately sucked and stroked me. His fingers continued their exploration, caressing my hairy balls, inner thighs and then gently rubbing between my legs. He brought his face up and was soon hovering over me, those thick eyebrows knitted closely together, his almond-shaped black eyes staring into mine. His fingers travelled downward, rubbing me gently and forcing my legs apart slightly as they he found his intended target. I moaned when he found my hole. “I want this,” he whispered, still staring intently at my eyes. Still uncertain of what I was doing, I silently got out from underneath him, then ran across the hall to my room. In my nightstand I still had a bottle of lube, the last one Vinh and I had used together. I brought it back to the guest room, picking up the discarded towel off of the floor and throwing it on the bed as I rejoined Sam. He was kneeling on the bed waiting for me, his heavy cock sticking straight out and bobbing gently along with his heartbeat. I poured some of the lube onto my hand and stroked him with it, his hips involuntarily thrusting into my fist. “Lay down,” he said softly as he pushed me back down once again, separating my legs with his and climbing between them. He looked down, watching intently as he lined himself up with my hole, wetting it with the precum and lube that covered his thick, shiny head. I examined his beautiful body as he knelt before me and I marveled at how this once skinny boy had grown up. His broad shoulders and chest with their brown nipples ringed in black hair, his narrow waist and flat stomach with its trail of fur that traveled down to meet his dense pubes, also jet black; all of these came together to make a very sexy young man. I felt the heat of his head pressing at my hole and then sliding in. “Go slowly, it’s been a while,” I said breathlessly as Sam continued to move forward, watching himself slowly disappear into my body. Finally he was all the way in and I could feel his pubes pressing against my crotch. A wave of conflicting feelings came over me all at once: extreme sexual pleasure that I hadn’t felt in over two years and slight tuzla kendi evi olan escort guilt as though I was cheating on Vinh, all complicated by the fact that Sam was my nephew and so young. After pausing for a moment and enjoying the feeling of being completely buried inside of me, Sam leaned down over me and began to thrust slowly. I put my arms around his broad back and pulled him to me and we kissed, Sam panting into my mouth as he slid his big cock in and out of me over and over. I surrendered to the pleasure that he was giving me and I became lost in the reignited feeling of being with another man. It had been so long and I had no idea if I would ever have this experience again. All of my doubts evaporated as we continued to move together, our bodies becoming sweaty as our love making intensified. “Does it feel good?” Sam whispered in my ear. “Incredible…God…Sam it’s incredible,” I could barely speak. “Am I bigger than Uncle Vinh?” Sam moved his face to mine and stared directly into my eyes as he continued to push into me with increasing speed. I thought his question was strange and a bit inappropriate, but at that time I would have told him anything, so I answered truthfully, “Yes, bigger.” “I’m inside you deeper than he was.” I could tell that the thought of this was very exciting to Sam. “Touch it,” he said into my mouth. I reached down between us and rubbed the underside of his slick cock as it slid in and out of me. We fit together perfectly. I moved my hand back, cupping his big balls in my hand before moving it back once more, caressing his hairy crotch and rubbing his hole, now damp with sweat. “I want to cum inside you,” He said as his kissed me. His pace quickened, and he was now sliding past my prostate with each thrust, stimulating me and causing my cock to drool large amounts of precum. I reached between us and stroked it quickly, my hand sliding easily along the now slippery shaft. Sam rose up, kneeling to watch his thick brown cock stretch my pink, hairy hole as he got closer. His torso was now shiny with sweat. “I’m gonna cum, cum with me Uncle!” He shouted as he slammed himself into me one last time. I felt him throb as he unloaded shot after shot of cum, shooting it deeply as he kept his cock buried as deeply as possible. This renewed feeling in me was so intense that I began to cum just as he did, shooting large globs onto my chest and stomach. He laid back down on top of me as our orgasms subsided, my cum mixing with the sweat that covered our bodies. We began to kiss as we panted into each other’s mouth and I held him tightly to me, wanting to just devour him. “Sam that was amazing,” I said after a long silence, “but we can’t tell a soul about this.” “Okay Uncle, I won’t tell anyone as long as this isn’t the last time,” He nuzzled his face in my neck. “Oh, I’m sure it won’t be the last time…and I think you should stop calling me Uncle when we’re alone. Just call me Chris.” When Sam heard this, he wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly to him. Eventually his deflated penis plopped out of me and I felt a feeling of emptiness, like something was missing. We went to the spare bathroom and showered together before getting into bed in the guest room. I wasn’t ready to share the bed I slept in with Vinh just yet. I snuggled up behind Sam and put my arm around him and he was asleep in seconds, his soft breathing the only sound in the room. So many things swirled around in my head as we laid together in the dark. I knew that I could help to mediate a solution between Sam and his parents, no problem. Our relationship was another issue altogether. Finally, I decided that we would keep it to ourselves until he was a little older. He was right though, we’re not really related, so there was no legal reason why we couldn’t be together. I also decided that I wasn’t going to let him go no matter what, my second chance at love and my new beginning. “No way,” I said aloud as I hugged him closer to me before drifting off to sleep. Your feedback is welcomed, email me at ail

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