Voices in the Dark

I had arrived back from work and after dinner we sat watching the box and drinking beer.  Almost time to hit the sack Uncle Roy announced as he looked over at the clock. Did you sleep OK last night? He asked before covering his mouth and yawning. Yeah sure...  Good. Well so long as I did not wake you. I felt my face flush red as I shake my head and reply. No, no not at all. Sometimes when I cant sleep I have to bust a load. That always does the trick He looked at me with a grin as I just nodded my head . Giving the bishop a good ole bash is sometimes just what a man needs to do, take things in hand you know. I watched as his hand hovered over his groin and moved to simulate masturbating as he continued to look me in the eyes with a wicked grin. Well if I end up needing a wank to sleep just try and ignore it alright and with that he reached for the remote control and switched off the TV. I begin to undress in the bedroom as I head my Uncle taking a piss in the en suit bathroom. I hear the flush as I slip off my trousers and then as he walks back in the room I push my underpants down and let them fall down to my ankles before kicking them away. I pull back the sheets slowly wanting him to see that tonight I too am naked. I clamber onto the bed and lay with just my legs covered for a moment before pulling the sheets over my torso and turn to see Uncle Roy with his back to me as he slips off his underpants. My Uncles distinctive musky scent lingers on the sheets and I watch as he turns around and gives his hairy ball sack a firm rub and a tug. I cant help but look at his flaccid cock floping about as he rubs his large nuts. He pushes back the sheets and climbs in the bed before sliding the sheets over himself Sweet dreams buddy Uncle Roy says twisting his head and giving me a wink before reaching for the light switch. It has been ages since he has called me buddy and I smile to myself as I close my eyes and sink into the mattress. I have not even drifted off to sleep when I hear Uncle Roys breathing change and then hear a groan Fuck I am so horny he whispers. My penis is rock hard he adds and then all I hear is his deep breathing. Are you hard buddy? he asks.  The question surprises me but I respond with a brief Yeah My penis feels so stiff buddy.  I feel the familiar rhythmic tugging of sheets as he groans deeper and longer. Are you touching yourself buddy? I am... Does it feel good? Touching your erect penis beneath the sheets. Feels real good Uncle I reply with a long withdrawn gasp. Yeah nothing better than stroking your meat, feeling your firm hard prick in your tightened grip. Are you masturbating bud? Yeah feels so good. I am so fucking hard.  As I feel more aroused the words flow freely and in turn with each word I feel more aroused, a self perpetuating cycle. I feel the sheets pulling back and I remain stroking myself feeling shielded from view by the vale of darkness. The only clues to our actions are the verbal of our confirmations, our sighs and our laboured breathing. Our breathing patterns synchronise and I imagine our stroking speed does too. You want some lube? Uncle Roy asks. Sure. I hear the opening of his bed side draw and feel the bottle in contact with my arm. I reach over and take it and find the pump dispenser at the top. I pump some of the contents on to my palm before passing it back to my Uncle and groan as I feel the welcome cold wetness against my warm hard prick. I begin to stroke again and now I can hear the sound my hand makes against my lube coated shaft. A kind of squelching noise that is matched by the sound of my uncle stroking his now lube covered cock. The sound of two moist cocks being stroked, a dick duet, two man flutes playing in the stillness of night. Fuck I love playing with my PENIS Uncle Roy says in a deep resounding groan emphasising the word penis Yeah, feels good stroking on my hard PRICK I add feeling again the heightened sensation at the release of the words. Just two blokes stroking their rock hard DICKS right buddy? Yeah MASTURBATING our HARD PENISIS. Oh FUCK yeah, stroking with a firm tight fist. Yeah feels so FUCKING good, feeling it pulsate and throb in my grip. We continue our descriptions of our act as we lay masturbating side by side. Breathing shallow and groaning constantly, occasionally gasping for air as we reach high points. There is a feeling of a deeper bond between us as we continue wanking, each of us talking in turn and clearly arousing ourselves and each other, certain words being pronounced more clearly and spoken louder causing more and more stimulus. I love MASTURBATING my PENIS Uncle Roy says loudly and groans a deep gruff groan of pleasure that is closer to a growl. Yeah I love it too Uncle. Love that we can stroke our COCKS side by side bud. Feels so good, so FUCKING GOOD. I feel the movement of the mattress as we both stroke and then after a loud gasp Uncle Roy asks. Are you close to busting your nut buddy? Yeah very close I reply feeling the build up to the inevitable eruption Fuck go for it buddy, shoot your hot SPUNK Yeah I am going to shoot my load Uncle! I respond with a whimper, my voice breaking as my body shakes Yeah buddy FUCKING do it, shoot your wad I am going to Cummmm!!! I cry out I feel the warm spurts that fly over my chest and stomach, one after the other causing orgasmic waves to flow through my body Are you going to shoot your spunk Uncle? I ask breathlessly Yeah any moment now, why dont you take over for me and finish off the job for your Uncle I reach over with my hand that is coated in my own fresh spunk and feel my Uncles firm rigid prick in my grasp. My fingers barley fit around his girth and I begin to stroke as I hear him encourage me Shit yeah, go on, stroke my PENIS, fucking stroke it, go on buddy, go on, go on! I feel his body tense up as my tight grip jerks him quickly Yeah that is it! Here I cum, here I cum! Oh Fuck! I feel the pulsating action of his prick as he shoots his own spunk followed by the residual drops that drip over my now loosened fist as he collapses flat gasping and panting Oh fuck I needed that he groans...