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"Your hands, they're bigger than mine." Elliot said, his voice soft and gentle as he leaned forward. He's next to mafioso, hands in his lap. Waiting for some sort of command from the older man. Then- grey clouds of bitter smoke puffed into his face, making him cough.
"Hey." Elliot barked out, trying to move his face away from the smoke. He found it rather alarming, even if it was a habit mafioso did.
"Yea." Mafioso voice came out rougher than he'd been expecting it to, one of his hand reached out to appease elliots curiosity. His hands were bigger than elliots. That's for certain.
"What's it to you?" Mafioso looked down, feeling much softer smaller hands cup his, the kids hand was much smaller compared to his. The difference made him grimace for a moment, unsure whether or not to pull away. It swirled that confusing mix of emotions inside him, specifically lust.
Elliot trailed his fingers against the palm of mafiosos hand, locking his hand with his as their fingers intertwined in a rather intimate motion. Elliot couldn't help himself, not when this sparked up a fire inside him he knew mafioso was more then willing to help put out.
"I like it." Elliot, squeezed the hardest he could, yet it came weak. And mafioso squeezed back.
Mafioso pressed the cigar to his lips, taking another puff, blowing the smoke directly to elliots sweet little face again. It was assuming to see the way the boy squirmed away from the smoke in attempt to save those young lungs of his.
"Of course you do, sweetheart." Mafioso squeezed elliots hand again, this time more firmly, rubbing small circles with his thumb as he kept his dark gaze on elliots hands.
"What do you really want from me, kid?" Mafioso arched his eyebrow to his nephew, letting his grip go on elliots hand. He held the cigar in between his teeth as another hand slid up to hold elliots thighs. He brought Elliot onto his lap. Squeezing his hips and ass.
"I..." Elliot stammered, usually it would cause an itch of irritation to mafioso when others did it but not with Elliot. Elliot was his one and only precious boy. He could never get mad or say no to this adorable face.
When words failed him, Elliot acted physically. He moved an inch forward, trying to pressing his lips to mafiosos. Desperate to find that relief within something as simple as this. But as quickly as he did it, it was over.
Mafioso pushed him back slightly, his fingers trailing up to squeeze Elliots chest. "Wait a moment, sweetheart." He pointed to the cigar still in between his lips, he took it away, moving it in between his middle and index fingers.
The hand on elliots chest moved to his upper back as mafioso leaned forward to snuff out the cigar on the coffee table. Now there was a dark ash smeared onto the wood. Leaving its permanent mark there.
Mafioso leaned in to kiss Elliotm picking up the pieces from a second ago.
Elliot let out a low moan of contentment as he pressed forward some more, his tongue probing at mafiosos lips. He could taste the ash against his lips, the ash that stained the inside of his mouth. It was all a familiar warming comfort that made him melt into the much larger body in front of him.
Mafioso squeezed Elliots ass again, subtly grinding up against him in a slow sensual motion that made Elliot quiver with excitement. He took every moan that spilled into his mouth as encouragement to go further.
And that he did.
His hands were as gentle as they could be. Trying to go easy on something he saw as delicate and so small. He kissed back, taking the lead away from Elliot. And Elliot didn't resist.
Elliot began to grind against mafioso, his clothed cunt twitching at the slight contact. The thick layers of fabric that separated his uncle's cock and his cunt from finally touching. Elliot squirmed, rocking his hips in a circular motion. He arched his back with a groan. Closing his eyes shut to enjoy the pleasure he got from each motion.
He was desperate for mafioso.
Mafiosos hands ran up and down, from elliots shoulders to his lower back to squeeze his ass. Kneading the soft pliant skin there.
"Be a good boy for me, and lay down." Mafioso commanded, his usually deep voice softened with a gentle care he'd only ever shown elliot and his wife, but especially elliot.
Elliot smiled, his braces showing from his teeth as he got off of his uncles lap, quickly scrambling to lay on his back. The couch cushions molding easily to his light weight, he spread his legs. And open invitation to mafioso.
Madison positioned himself between his nephews spread thighs. Leaving no room for the boy to move any further, elliot was trapped underneath his uncle's bulk. It sent a thrill through him. Knowing he was almost helpless to mafiosos strength.
Mafiosos large hands came to pull and tug at elliots pants, hooking fingers underneath the waistband of his underwear and his thumb to his pants before sliding them down and past his thighs. When he did so, he held the back of elliots thighs.
Making elliots legs press against his chest. He folded the boy in half. Giving him a better view at the dripping cunt there. The small slit was coated in a sheen coat of slick. His arousal evident. Elliot let out a little squeal, feeling embarrassed that his uncle was staring for to long. One second was long enough for have him squirming, thrashing around to try and hide himself.
"Relax, bunny." Mafiosos smooth words came out as one large hand came to slid a finger up and down the wet slit collecting some of the slick there. His thumb pressed against elliots small clit, rubbing it in so very slow circles.
Elliot moaned pathetically, gasping foe a bit of air as he did so, arching his back from the burst of sensations that went through his body "ah- ...mafioso." he whined the moment mafioso withdrew his fingers away.
"I've got something better." Mafioso pressed a quick kiss to elliots forehead, undoing his pants and freeing his long thick cock. It slapped with a meaty thud against his belly, smearing precum over his shirt.
Elliot whimpered like a puppy at the sight. His body Already screaming to have his uncle cock stuffed inside him.
"Please-" Elliot begged, only to have a large finger pressed against his lips. He looked up at mafioso, eyes half way shut. Mafioso held his cock by the base, grinding the large shaft against elliots belly. He went past the boy's navel. The size was staggering..
But Elliot didn't back away, didn't want to turn around and refuse it. He wanted to take it whole. He always did, he's proved time after time again, that he could handle what his uncle could give him.
"You don't have to beg, bunny." Mafioso said, his large hands coming to squeeze elliots ass. Intact, he wanted to hear his nephew beg for his cock. But at the volume Elliot was letting these noises spill out of him, it was risky. So mafioso just had to wait another day to hear those beautiful sounds come out his mouth.
Mafioso, peppered elliots throat his kisses, feeling the boy tremble beneath him. His hands came back up from fondling Elliot to hold the back of his knees, keeping him folded in half as he slapped his cock against his cunt. The slick lewd sound of it, echoed through the living room. Making it obvious what was going on. Regardless of how'd you'll look at it.
Elliot shuttered, trying to keep his voice down for the sake of both of them. But he couldn't help himself when it felt so good to feel the slight sting that came with his light tapping. Or the sensation of having his uncle's cock pressed up against his slick pussy.
Mafioso rocked his hips, rubbing the shaft all over Elliot, sticking himself with elliots arousal before he'd continue. Grinding and moving with the sole purpose of giving elliot pleasure. The tip of his cock kissed elliots clit each time he'd thrust forward, earning him a light moan.
"Bunny.." Mafioso cooed, doing shallow thrusts, teasing elliots entrance. He surged forward, slowly pushing through the resistance he found. Sinking in with a pop. It's a heavenly feeling to be wrapped around such a tight willing cunt. One he loved all to much as well. He groaned at the feeling, slowly inching forward some more once he saw elliots cute little face in pure and utter bliss.
Moments like this, he could lock away in his memories and cherish them until the next time they'd do it again. It's what made his nephew so special to him, the one of a kind good boy you'd only once.
Mafioso hit a wall, the tip pushing against elliots womb. Leaving no more space for him to keep going. He was fully sheathed inside. "You're doing so good for me." He stirred his cock inside elliot with a withdraw of his large cock.
Elliot spread his thighs a little more to give his uncle more space, he looked down to see his normally flat belly, now bulged with the size of his uncles cock. He felt dizzy with lust, with a surge of arousal. He clenched around mafiosos cock with a whimper. Every nerve in his body lit up and sensitive to each drag of the shaft inside him.
Mafioso began to move, thrusting with a slow and steady pace. Letting elliot get use to the feeling of his cock inside him. With each thrust he made forward, elliots belly bulged more, leaving him to groan with pleasure. He wanted to see elliot stuffed full, until he couldn't take anymore of him, but they both knew the boy could take any intense thing mafioso threw his way.
It's what made Elliot, his.
Mafoiso leaned down to press a kiss to elliots forehead, trailing each light kiss down to his lip, and Elliot kissed back. Their lips locking together in a gentle hold that both of them enjoyed.
Mafiosos cock plunged deeper than before, hitting that sensitive spot inside elliot, that made him moan out in a way he couldn't control. His breathing getting heavier, his hands reaching out to hold onto mafiosos face, to keep him there in the desperate almost needy kiss.
Despite the fact mafioso was going down on elliot so gently, elliots mouth moved frantically, clinging onto to an intensity that his uncle had grown accustomed to. Even with elliot whispering in his ear to go faster, to be rougher, to manhandle him. Mofioso refused, only for the reason of not wanting to harm elliot. He didn't know his own strength if it came down to something as mind fogging as this
Elliot cried out each time mafioso would hit that sweetspot inside him, moving him closer to the brink of orgasm. And mafioso was getting pretty close as well. So he snapped his hips faster, just a bit more. Not to much to overwhelm his nephew.
Elliot bit mafiosos lower lip, to needy to know how much it hurt his uncle, but mafioso was only egged on, putting more work in his thrusts this time. Slowly loosing him as he was getting pretty close to. He wasn't going to fast, or to slow anymore. It's a perfect pace for the both of them. Or at least mafioso.
Mafioso with a hard final thrust buried himself deep inside elliot one final time before he came. Filling his nephew up with his hot spunk. Elliot let out a moan mixed in with a sharp gasp as mafiosos cum pushed him over the edge. Making him cum. His cunt clenched around his uncles shaft, milking him for all that he's worth. "Ah!" Elliot bucked his hips in am attempt to get mafioso deeper. But it was futile. He's already as deep as he could go.
His belly bulged more now, leaving a cute bump there that didn't go away, even as mafioso withdrew his spent cock.
He tilted his head the other way, panting from holding his breath as he came. The excitement didn't wear off, the sight of his belly, it made him want to go again. To be stuffed even fuller by his uncle. He knew he'd take it, and then some more. So he nudged mafioso. "C....ah..can we go again?" He questioned , letting his gaze lock onto his uncle's flushed face.
And with a curt nod, mafioso agreeded.