’ The nephew expected to be picked up, and David -- despite the occasion and his tux -- clearly expected the same thing.Holding him, he said, “Jen... meet Stephen. Stephen say hello to your new aunt.”“Hello,” said Stephen.“Hello, Stephen,” she said. She bent over to kiss his cheek. Stephen didn’t have his uncle’s interest in kissing her, which was lucky. He’d already had some of the cake with chocolate icing. Maybe he’d just rubbed it on his face.With Stephen still in his arms, David said, “And. “Oh to hell with it” I blurted out. “Look when I was a k** I had the biggest crush on you, but we are cousins so I just never… you know. And then we got older and… “Again I let the sentence trail off. “Oh thank god” she said with a sigh of her own. “What”? Now I was defiantly confused. “Tray I used to have the same type of crush on you as well. I mean come on. Look how many times we made out.” Jessica seemed relieved as she said this. Like it was a secret she had wanted to confess for all these. “I guess I’m drunk. You must think I’m weird.” He shook his head. Then, after a long pause, he asked, “Did you ever do it again with a guy?” “No,” I said. Another long pause. I knew what he was going to say, willed him to say it. “Do you want to?” he finally asked. I looked at him. There was fear in his face, fear that what he had said might be angrily rejected, might ruin our budding friendship. But there was also desire, intense desire, and go-for-broke look that I kind of admired. “Yes,” I. When the guy at my mouth stopped and pulled out I was presented with what I think was the fist cock from my ass, just long enough for the thick head to pass my tonsils and go down into my throat and so wide my already sore jaw was stretched even wider to accommodate his girth. I could taste his precum and my now well-used ass on his cock while he pushed it in and out of my face and his hands held me firmly in place. The hand returned to my cock and began its slow deliberate storkes that I.