A Confession and Final Words

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[Date: June 23, 2025]

The events I am describing in the following took place about three years prior to my setting them down on these pages. I've created this legal document many years after the following was written, but for reasons that will be obvious, I have taken the precaution that it will not be read by anyone until after the death of all the named involved.

I turned eighteen the summer after graduating from high school and was accepted to a small school two states away and in close proximity to my uncle Dominick, my father's brother. He had married for the first time, five years previously, at the age of thirty-four to a twenty-year old woman, now my aunt, Alice. They had kindly invited me to stay in their home's extra bedroom, at least for my freshman year, and I accepted.

Dominick was working long hours trying to get his new business started, and Alice kept busy as a fitness instructor, personal trainer and with a newly acquired certification as a masseuse.

Alice is an attractive dark-haired woman, she reminds me of a young Wynona Ryder but taller at 5'8", slim with small breasts, perhaps B cups, a very tight ass with just the right amount of female ass fat, and slim hips. Her body was toned and tight from many hours at the gym but still very feminine.

I was in great shape myself as a soccer player, 5' 11', with light blonde hair and not hideous to look at. I had success with girls but had broken up with my longtime girlfriend before starting college. I was on a new playing field and wanted to kick some new balls around.

After several week of college, I was in for a rude awaking, the program I was in was hard, I had to work my ass to off to keep up. I spied with my little eye a few sweet morsels of female beauty around campus, but between schoolwork and soccer practice, I didn't have much spare time, and little money for dating.

One afternoon during my first semester, I came home exhausted and in a foul mood. eAlice and I were alone in the house, my uncle wasn't home most nights until late. I was in the kitchen making something to eat when Alice walked in wearing her usual gym outfit of skintight white spandex bottoms, which showed off her ass nicely, and white spandex top which outlined her torso highlighting her shapely B cups breasts.

Alice asked, "Tough day?"

I told her my miseries, leaving out my sexual frustration, especially the part about jerking off when I woke up and when I went to bed, that's not an appropriate conversation topic with your aunt, even if she is only seven years older.

Alice asked me if I would like a massage, "I need the practice, and I bet you could us one."

I said sure, I had never had a massage before.

"It's easy, you just lie there and do nothing."

"I can do nothing."

She brought her massage table and portable music player into my room, told me to get undressed, get under the sheets on my belly, and left the room. A few moments later, she knocked on the door to make sure I was ready, turned on some new age type of music and poured massage lotion on my back and began to work her hands over my tight muscles. It felt great. The first half hour Alice massaged my back.

Then she told me to turn over onto my back while holding the towel discreetly over my mid drift. After I turned over, she pushed the towel covering my crotch off one leg, tucking the towel under my covered leg, then massaged my upper left leg. As she was moving the back of hand would lightly brush against my towel covered penis. With her thumbs she massaged my leg muscles and "accidentally" would brush the back of her hand against my cock. Naturally, it began to grow into an erection. I was eighteen and had not had my knob polished in maybe four months.

My hard cock was pushing the towel into a pup tent, "I'm sorry about that. I can't help it. Maybe we should stop."

"Jim don't worry about it, it happens, it's perfectly natural. Relax, it doesn't bother me at all," she said in a slightly lower pitch than was her normal tone of voice.

"Okay, I guess so, if you don't mind," was the best I could come up with.

Alice then took off the towel and my cock was free, and she continued to massage on leg then another. Her hand would repeatedly touch my penis, which was now a rock-hard erection.

"Oh, my you have such a beautiful big penis Jim, it's so hard. You must be frustrated not having a girlfriend to take care of your needs and relieve you of your tension."

I just managed to say, "Yeah, it's been a while."

"I can give you a happy ending if you promise never to tell anyone. Can you keep a secret Jim?"

I looked up at Alice, "Yes I can keep a secret, I promise I'll never tell anyone."

"Ok then," she said and poured a large quantity of massage oil over my hard cock.

The she wrapped one hand around my dick, then the other and spread the oil up and down the shaft of my penis.

I laid my head back and moaned. What Alice could do with her hands on my cock was a master class in cock milking. All my girlfriends were clumsy with my cock compared to Alice. Alice was a virtuoso cock stroker. She then used one hand to massage my balls while stroking my cock. All the nerves in my body and brain became overloaded, then my entire brain was concentrated in my hard cock being worshipped by Alice's hands. She was an artist of cock stroking. I felt that since I had jerked off in the morning, I was able to hold off ejaculating for a bit longer than I otherwise would have, but it wasn't going to be for long.

And Alice was a talker, "Oh your big, beautiful cock needs a good massage. A young man like you needs to empty his balls of sperm at least twice a day. Oh, I can't wait to see that sperm come shooting out of your beautiful cock."

I had never been with a girl that talked about sex or my cock at all during sex. I loved it. It was as much of a turn on as her hands jerking me off ever closer to ejaculation.

"Oh god, I can't take it anymore, I need to put that beautiful cock in my mouth," then she proceeded to do just that.

Alice's mouth skills were on par with her hand skills. Again, they made every girl my age that I had sex with, amateurs, inexperienced young girls. She sucked my cock like a starving woman having a meal. She was a woman possessed sucking my cock.

I may have perhaps lasted two minutes before, giving her a warning, "Oh god, I'm gonna cum..."

She took her mouth off my cock, and I shoot one, two then three streams of ball juice while Alice milked my cock, I could feel the semen land on my body.

Alice squealed, "Oh yes baby, cum for me, let that cum out, so fucking beautiful..." as she keeps stroking my penis and complimenting my prowess and large cock.

Between the massage and the orgasm, I was as relaxed as I had been in months. I opened my eyes to take in the awesome sight of Alice suckling my deflating penis.

Alice took her mouth off my cock, "Oh my goodness you shot so much sperm. Do you always shoot so much?"

I managed through my post orgasmic haze to answer, "Yeah I cum a lot, sometimes more."

It was true, I think I shoot several tablespoons of spunk every time. All my girlfriends, both to be honest, said it was a lot.

"Oh my God, you poor guy. You need those balls of yours emptied at least three times a week. Let me give you a happy ending massage at least three times a week OK."

I said, as intelligently as I could in my post orgasmic stupor, "Yeah sure, that sounds great."

Happy ending, yeah, that was an ending that made me happy, and a free massage!

The fact that my aunt, my uncle's wife, had just offered to jerk and suck me off three time a week didn't bother me in the least. I hadn't spent much time with him growing up, he always lived a distance from our family, I didn't have any sense of loyalty to him. Besides, he wasn't around much and had married a much younger woman that he couldn't keep satisfied. Only much later did I wonder why they had been married for almost five years and still had no kids.

Alice gave me a kiss on the cheek and said, "Get in your bed and relax."

She then proceeded to pack up her massage table and music player and headed out of the room. I moved my naked well-oiled body onto my bed as she packed up her massage table and music player, I might have fallen asleep before she left my room.

The next four weeks or so, Alice found time, when my uncle wasn't home of course, to give me a massage with a happy ending using her hands and mouth. Unsurprisingly I was feeling great, I found school and soccer practice less stressful getting my dick expertly milked by Alice's loving hands and mouth three times a week. I was not motivated to waste my time with girls in school, knowing that someone much better was waiting for me in my room ready to expertly empty my balls.

Then something changed, at the end of one of my massages, while jerking my cock with her lovely hands, instead of finishing me off with my cock in her mouth, Alice without my realizing had taken off her pants and was climbing onto the massage table.

"Oh my God Jim, I can't take it anymore. I need your cock in my pussy badly," and without waiting for me to reply, what was I going to say, no you cannot? Alice placed her knees on either side of my body with her hand placed my cock head at the entrance to her cunt, forcefully pushed down sheathing my cock completely. She must have lubricated herself or she was just naturally very wet.

She let out a scream, "Oh fuck, oh my god you're so fucking big, God your cock feels so good, Jesus, you feel so good inside me," and so on and so forth.

She quickly moved her body up and down milking my cock with her tight opening. I reached up and filled my hands with her still clothed breasts. She stopped moving just long enough to pull her top and then her bra off, so she was naked when she resumed her cowgirl riding. She would slam her body down hard on my body and quickly raise herself up then down again. She was lost in her lust, with her eyes closed, moaning and talking, "Oh fuck yes, yes, yes fuck me..." To be honest she was doing most of the fucking.

I lasted a surprisingly long time, long enough for Alice to reach an orgasm, which was surprisingly demure considering how energetic she was about sex.

When she returned to earth she said, demanded really, "I want you to fuck me, really pound me hard," and got off me and the massage table and fell on her back on my bed, pulling her legs back with her arms so her feet were almost next to her ears. I had never seen a woman do that before. I thought, damn she is flexible.

"Please Jim fuck, shove that gorgeous cock in me and pound me hard."

No need to ask twice. I moved to the bed; she took my cock into her hand leading it to her opening and I pushed hard. I did as she requested and pounded her pussy as hard as I could, slamming the full weight of my body against hers. I had never pounded a woman that hard before. It felt very masculine. I have no sense how long I lasted but when I felt about to ejaculate, I gave her my usual warning.

Alice grunted, "Yeah baby fuck me hard, keep fucking me, shoot that beautiful jizz inside me, give it to me Jim, give me your love juice."

That kind of dirty talk did the trick, and I unloaded deep inside her.

I lay on top of my aunt and when we both came back to our senses, we kissed deeply.

I honestly don't remember what happened next, I must have fallen asleep. It was early evening when I woke up and heard sounds coming from my aunt and uncle's bedroom. It took me a while but then I was sure they were having sex. Yes, all the noises sounded like them having sex. Interesting, I thought, Alice really is a sex machine, maybe one of those nymphomaniacs I've read about.

The next few months flew by, with massages becoming less frequent, perhaps down to once a week. Then the massage changed again, she hopped on top of my cock again and rode me, then jumped off and onto her back and begged me to fuck her hard and to fill her with my "love juice." Yes, I was more than a little bit naive. Again, later that evening, I heard my uncle and her having sex.

I'll cut to the chase, by the end of my first semester Alice announced that she was pregnant. I could stay until the end of my freshman year but next year the extra bedroom would be for the baby.

When we were alone, I asked Alice directly, "So, is it mine or Dominick's?"

Alice said firmly while looking me in the eyes, "It's your uncle's child. Your father's brother's child. Understand."

I understood, they had been trying to get pregnant without success, then "they" got pregnant. Congratulations, I was happy for them. I didn't want a child, but they did, and now they have one. I had some wonderful sex, and Alice and Dominick have a biologically related child, less than fifty percent his, but closely related, like a nephew related, but not as close as a nephew. So, 25% related, as his brother's son's child? No less, I am 25% related to my uncle, so my son is 12.5% related to him, I think. I only achieved a C in biology class for good reason.

My sophomore year I moved in with a couple of my soccer buddies and start dating a couple of different girls. The time spent with Alice had given me renewed and perhaps increased self-confidence. After all of Alice's positive sex talk, I felt like a stud, perhaps it was more than a little bit unearned, women sensed something about me that was different from other guys on campus.

On occasion I would go to my aunt and uncle's house for dinner and see my "nephew." He's a cute kid.

My junior year Alice called and asked if I would like a massage. She had a babysitter at home and time available after a class she was teaching. I said sure of course, come on over.

It went much the same as the session when she mounted me, only this time right away got she got on my bed, pulled up her legs around her ears and said, "Fuck me hard and fill me with your love juice."

She is expecting her second child, another boy.

End of the original text.

Addendum:

Both you boys are reading this, hopefully as old men, as we, Alice, Dominick and I are dead and buried. I left it as it is, not editing explicit sexual descriptions. We are after all sexual beings filled with lust and desires; it is what keeps the human race going. You are adult men, hopefully wise old men when you read this and will understand and forgive the faults of your parents, including your mother and "uncle." I know for a fact that your father Dominick loved you very much and was in fact a good father to you both. My own sons and daughters know nothing of what I have written above. I will leave it up to your discretion as to whether to tell them that you are in fact their half siblings.

Love

Your "uncle"

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