Relax, Bro!

We end up eating supper in silence that night. I have trouble looking any of them in the eyes while we're sitting at the table together. At least they're all fully dressed.

Just before we finish up, Nala makes a coughing noise, as if to indicate to Uncle Ryder to say something. He does. "Look, Oaks, about earlier today." I really don't think I want to have this conversation. "The thing is, we are a very open minded household that is very comfortable with each other's nudity and sexual awareness. I'm sorry that we forgot that you were raised in a rather...how should I put this...secluded environment. We promise to try to be more cautious with you here, but we do hope that you'll begin to discover yourself and make yourself feel comfortable with our way of life."

That's the conversation I was getting tonight. After that Nala went into the kitchen to wash the dishes, Ryder headed into his home office, and Liam went out with the friend that picked him up for school that morning, leaving me alone in the dining room.

I spend the rest of the evening playing video games and trying to forget everything that happened.

I'm up in bed later that night watching cute cat videos on my tablet when Liam enters the room. "Not jerking off in here, are you," he tries to joke, covering his eyes momentarily then lifting a few fingers to peek through.

"Ha ha," I say, sarcastically.

He looks at me sitting on the bed. Unlike last night, I'm wearing pyjamas to bed. "Really, pyjamas?" He says, laughing. "Are you really that uncomfortable with a little nudity?"

I really am.

"You know what your problem is?" Liam says as he begins getting ready for bed. "Your wound up to tight." I let out a tiny laugh. "No bro, it's true. I can see it written all over you. Your muscles are too tight. You need to relax." Stripped down to his underwear, Liam jumps into the bed beside me. I get up to put my tablet away, and when I sit back down on the bed Liam grabs my shoulders from behind and pushes his hands deep into them.

"What the hell are you doing?" I ask, trying to get back up off the bed, but Liam's holding me down too tightly.

"God, you're so tense," Liam says, continuing to hold me down while giving my shoulders a deep massage. "Seriously bro, if you don't loosen up your going to give yourself an early heart attack."

Considering how hard I can feel my heart is currently beating inside my chest, I consider this possibility. I still don't like this idea, but I **** myself to stop struggling under Liam's grip. "That's right, relax bro," Liam says as he continues to work his hands into my shoulders.

After a while, Liam releases his hands from my shoulders. "Look, bro, if I'm going to help you relax properly, you're going to have to take off your shirt. I know you don't want to, but trust in me when I say you're going to feel much better if you let me do my thing."

Even though I've relaxed a little bit, my heart is still trying to bust through my chest, and now all I can think about is having a heart attack and dying before I reach twenty, so I reluctantly pull my shirt off over my head and throw it on the end of the bed.

Liam gets up and grabs some massage oil from one of his bags and pours some into his hands before he begins massaging my shoulders again. At first I shiver at the feeling of his touch, but moment by moment I find my shoulders loosening up. "Relax, bro," Liam keeps saying as he moves his oily hands down my arms and back up again. Then, after adding more oil, he gives my back a deep massage.

My heart, having slowed down a bit, almost jumps out of my body again as his hands stretch over from behind me and begins massaging my chest. "Relax, bro," he whispers over and over again in my ear as he continues massaging my chest. The oil and his hands constantly moving up and down on my chest are making my nipples perky, but at this point, his soft hands and the deep massage along with his constant whispering in my ear have somehow managed to make my heart slow right down and now I've almost fallen into a blissful half-sleep.

As if the upper body massage wasn't enough, Liam somehow gets me to take my pyjama bottoms off too as he gives me my first foot and leg massage. At this point I'm lying straight down on the bed with my feet in his lap.

I'm pretty sure I fall asleep after that, yet somehow I remain aware of Liam's hands still roaming my body, from my feet, up my legs and back to my belly and chest again. In my awakened sleep, my mind drifts back to the video tape, and watching Nala sucking Ryder's massive dick. But this time I feel like I'm right there in the room with them.

In reality, I don't even care that Liam has removed my underwear and has now begun to work my now hard shaft and balls with his oily hands. I continue to dream about Nala sucking Ryder off in front of me. At this point I'm dreaming I'm naked right beside them, jerking myself off while watching the scene unfold before me. After a while Ryder announces he's cumming, and he shoots his massive, creamy white load all over Nala's big, bouncing breasts.

If that wasn't enough, I feel myself pressing my lips against her breasts and begin kissing and licking my step-uncle's cum off them. I pay extra attention to her big, perky nipples as I finish licking her clean.

I feel myself bucking my body in real time. Liam continues to whisper "relax, bro," as he jerks my hard 7 1/2" shaft (8" with the half an inch of foreskin) in his now precum filled hand.

Back in the dream Uncle Ryder is now kneeling on the floor and I'm standing over him while Nala is behind me with her big, cushiony breasts pressed up against my back with her arm wrapped around me and her hand on my dick. She jerks me off a long time until I'm squirting stream after stream of my own massive load onto my step-uncle's hairy chest.

I don't just cum in my dream, but I shoot my very real sticky, massive load up onto my chest. Liam massages my chest again, rubbing my cum into my body and his hands. I barely make out him licking his fingers clean before he gets up and grabs a damp washcloth from the bathroom and begins cleaning me up. "Good job, little bro," I hear him say, before he kisses my forehead and I fully drift off into the deepest sleep I've ever had in my life.