Blushing to hear my aunt and uncle make such a candid admission, I asked in a timid voice. "But does just a mere jack off satisfy you?"
"Yes," Uncle retorted, his eyes shining. "If I can watch real hot action, I imagine that I'm a part of the scene. Then, I jack off to complete and utter satisfaction."
Again I hesitated. "But don't you mind me fucking your wife?"
Auntie laughed. "Of course not. He would love to watch his own nephew screw his aunt. Your uncle loves anything out of the ordinary." She rationalized. "In that way, I get my cunt-cookies off, and Uncle manages to blow his load. We all benefit, and no one is hurt." She became serious. "I am faithful to your uncle. I've never fucked a man out of his sight."
Uncle Tom nodded. "That's right dear," he said in confirmation of my aunt's statement. "My wife has never betrayed me. She has never fucked a man I didn't want her to blow."
Again, I offered a possible objection to such an arrangement. "But I'm related to Auntie. Wouldn't it be... incest?"
A strange light brightened the eyes of both my aunt and uncle. "That's right," they both replied in unison. Then, Auntie took over. "Incest is out of the ordinary. It's a sort of fuck that would turn on your uncle." For a moment, she was silent. Then, she added. "It would turn me on, too."
And before I realized the intelligence of my words, I blurted out. "Me too. Fucking my own aunt would turn me on. Just think," I sighed, "I'd be pumping the cunt of my own mother's sister. It would almost... almost..."
"Like fucking your mother," Auntie smiled with appreciation. "You were always a little mother fucker. Your mother once told me she used to jack you off when you were only seven and eight years old."
"That's true," I nodded. "Mom used to play with my cock until I had an ejaculation. But I never fucked her," I added, hastily.
"You're going to fuck your aunt," the woman replied, emphatically. "And your uncle is going to watch. Now, off with your clothes. I have a tremendous need to get fucked by my own nephew."
Uncle Tom's eyes looked glassy. He was already seeing the incestuous vision in his mind. "Hurry," he urged me. "Hurry and fuck my wife. Got to watch. Got to jack oft. Hurry," he almost moaned.
Quickly we all disrobed, and for a while looked at each other's naked bodies. Uncle was grayish, tall, a bit bent, and he was, to my surprise, well hung. His cock dropped down between his legs and almost touched his knees. And the diameter of the penile shaft was thick, the head was round and large, the balls were roundish and soft. This man should have been capable of erecting, and pumping his wife's cunt with a lot of stiff hose. But unfortunately, this was a case where looks were deceiving. Although the man's meat looked long and thick and capable, it was not in any condition to stiffen up. The only way my poor uncle could stiffen the meat was by jacking it up while he watched erotic action. And to be quite honest, this chance of fucking another man's wife really heated up my blood. The additional thought of hosing my uncle's wife boned me up quickly before my aunt even touched the penis.
"How fortunate," Uncle Tom murmured as he appraised the length and rigidity of my cock. "To be able to erect so easily, so quickly, and perfectly. Beautiful," he continued to murmur.
My aunt gazed down at my prick with even more admiration. "I'll take every inch," she answered. "Every fucking inch. Right up my twat. I'll probably come a dozen times," she told me. "But don't let that bother you. Just keep on pumping until you blow your load."
My uncle warned. "Not too fast. Don't blow your load too swiftly. It always takes me a while before I can bone up... even with my hand."
"Got an idea," I said. "It just came to me but it might work. And if it does, we'll all benefit."
"An idea?" my Uncle Tom asked with a bit of skepticism. Doubtless a lot of well-meaning people had tried to give. "Please don't try to improve on my lowly lot," he said with a voice that was heavy with self-pity. "I've tried everything. It just won't come up. The only way I can get relief is to jack myself off with my own hand. That's the way it is. And please don't try and tell me it's all in my head."
Auntie put in. "He really has tried everything. I've got every one of my girl friends to come in and try and make him. He couldn't get it up for them any better than he could bone up for me."
My anger flared. "For crissakes, give me a chance to explain." And to my uncle I said, "And feeling sorry for yourself won't do you any good at all. Try and not be so negative, and you'll have a better time, I assure you."
"How?" he asked with a sneer. "How in hell is a guy going to have a better time when he can't get it up without jacking on the meat?"
"Listen to me," I said, "and please listen with an open mind."
Of course I realized that both my aunt and uncle had every right to be skeptical. After all, I was only fifteen years old at the time, and had limited experience myself. They, in turn, had tried every remedy possible to cure uncle's impotency. But still, sometimes a kid can be wiser than his elders when it comes to imaginative sex. At least, the older couple were willing to listen.
"This is the way I see it." I told my aunt and uncle. My plan was relatively simple. Indeed, it was so simple that the couple hadn't thought of it themselves, or ignored it thinking it wouldn't work... This was my plan:
"I'd ball my aunt dog-style while she masturbated my uncle's cock. In fact, that particular position would enable them to neck passionately while she played him with her hand. All the while, I'd be dogging her cunt from the rear end."
Uncle thought it over. The image of his nephew dog-fucking his wife appealed to him. "Yesss," he said, slowly, "it just might work."
The idea appealed to my aunt. "At least, it will be a change from jacking yourself off," she told her husband. "I'll hand jack your cock. It'll be a change for you, and a change for me."
I became excited as my imagination added a bit more information. "While I'm fucking you," I told my aunt. "You're necking your husband and telling him how much you love him. All the while, I'll be screwing your cunt. Wow," I exploded, "that will really turn me on."
My aunt beamed. "It turns me on, too. While I'm getting hosed from the back, I'm telling your uncle that I love him and kiss him passionately. Yes," she nodded, "that appeals to me too."
"Me also," Uncle Tom piped up. "In fact my penis is responding to the notion, too. Oh it isn't getting stiff of its own volition. But I feel certain movements inside the tissues. This is a good sign."
"What are we waiting for?" I asked. "Let's bail." And to add to the excitement, I reminded my aunt and uncle that, "Let's three-way ball."
According to plan, my aunt positioned herself on the bed in the traditional dog-style stance. She got down on her knees and elbows with her rear end sticking up in the air. The sight of her cheeky ass staring at me so invitingly with all the cunty hairs poking out excited me, immediately. My penis telescoped out and up towards the angle best suited for cuntly fornication. Kneeling behind her, I gripped both fleshy cheeks and pulled them aside in order to look into the valley of rear-end love. Hairs sprang out towards me and scratched my thighs. My balls pressed against her hind legs as I surged forward. My cockhead banged through the doors and into the tube. Hot juices squished around the surging penile shaft, and Auntie cried out in painful rapture. There was a bit of pain connected with the penetration because the wails of her vagina narrowed in this particular position.
My prick had thickened to about an inch and one half in diameter. The diameter of Auntie's twat tunnel was considerably less than an inch and a half. This compelled me to thrust and grunt my way into the desired passage. But fortunately, the walls of cunt were flexible enough to give way. And before I knew what was happening, the entire dong, cockhead and shaft had fought their way into the warm and wet hole of incestuous love.