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My beautiful boy Tape 2: pumpkin carving

Mr Figata and his stepson Richie's friends
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November 18, 2021 | Full Length Video : 19min 42sec

I don’t see my uncle all that often. It seems like there’s a rush of holidays and birthdays, all finishing with Christmas, and it’s not until the next fall that we all start seeing each other again. It’s not really intentional. Life just gets busy. And family time is not always high in my priorities.

I never think about it too much, but I can tell my uncle Matthew notices. He’s always telling me and my cousins how much we’ve grown and how handsome we are. I don’t know when the change happened from being “cute” to “handsome,” but uncle Matthew never misses the chance to tell us.

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Uncle Matthew is very handsome, himself. He’s got a perpetual tan, muscular body, and the face of a movie star! Even our cousin, Jack, is quite the looker, too. I’ve always felt a little dopey around him, not really sure what to say or how to respond. And as I’ve gotten older, he’s only shown more and more interest.

I can’t say I don’t like it. I’ve often fantasized about catching him coming out of the shower or returning from the gym. It seemed wrong, but I couldn’t help it. When the leaves started to turn and fall was reapproaching, I knew that I was going to see him again. I got excited, but I also had no idea what our interactions would be like.

It was right after Halloween that I showed up with my friend, Tom. We were just going to say hi, hang out for a bit, and go into town when we saw some pumpkins sitting on the stoop. They weren’t carved or anything, clearly put out for Halloween but never decorated. It felt like a shame to put them out completely blank.

I asked my uncle if we could carve them up and a peculiar sort of smile crossed his face. His smile was always disarming, glowing white and bright. But something about the look in his eye surprised me. He said yes and Tom and I brought in the pumpkins to begin working away.

Tom and I were being dumb and talking about what we were going to carve and such, still wishing it was Halloween. We went to look for a knife and some towels and when we got back to the pumpkins, my uncle was standing there, waiting for us, still with that peculiar smile on his face.

“Boys, come here,” he began. We walked over, waiting for him to simply just remind us not to make a mess or clean up after ourselves. Instead, he mentioned something about a “fall male-bonding harvest ritual.” It sounded like a joke he was setting up, one of my uncle’s attempts at silly humor. But when he explained that it’s done completely naked, I felt my face flush red.

Completely naked? Was he being serious? I watched in disbelief as my uncle began to unbutton his shirt. I could tell Tom was on board immediately. His face lit up and his horny, “say yes” attitude came right out. For me? I was nervous. I’d never seen my uncle naked before. And he’d never seen me naked! I kept waiting for the moment when it was revealed to be a prank, but when uncle Matthew stripped down to his underwear, I knew he wasn’t kidding.

He urged us to do the same. By the time I was just starting to take off my sweater, he was completely naked! There I was, just a foot or two away from my uncle Matthew! Naked!

He was insanely good looking. Better than I had imagined. I had seen him in the pool and on the beach a handful of times growing up, but I didn’t see more than just his muscular chest and arms. Now, I could see every inch of him. I couldn’t breathe or speak. I looked to Tom for a sign of what to do, but he was already all in. He stripped off his clothes and stood naked beside me, ready for whatever my uncle had in store for us.

Apparently while we were running around looking for supplies, uncle Matthew had already carved a hole in one of the pumpkins.

I had seen things online of people fucking pumpkins, but it seemed like a meme or a joke, not something people actually did. But as my uncle explained his “fall ritual,” it became clear that that’s what he wanted us to do.

It felt strange to be talking so frankly with my uncle. He wasn’t a saint, but we’d just never had that kind of conversation. Sex was just not something we ever discussed, though looking like him, it was always on my mind. So to have him positioning me and my friend into position, it was surreal.

Uncle Matthew had me lean over the pumpkin, placing my dick just above the hole. My bare ass was outward facing him, and before I knew it, he had his face right into it. Uncle Matthew! He kissed my ass cheeks, even tonguing my hole. It felt so weird, but I really liked it. He seemed to really love what he was doing, and it felt really good.

I looked at Tom, seeing him stroke his cock watching me get eaten out by my uncle. I felt myself get hard, too. I reached a hand out to touch Tom’s cock, and as I did, my uncle put his hand on mine. He stroked it, teasing me and getting me excited before placing it in the hole he’d carved.

The pumpkin was cool and gooey. I didn’t know if I should like it, but it felt good. Uncle Matthew pushed me into it, guiding me back and forth as I simulated fucking. As I kept going, it got warmer… and felt really nice.

Tom watched and I played with his cock as my uncle continued to kiss and lick my ass. I felt like I was dreaming! This was not at all what I thought this fall would bring!

Just when I thought it couldn’t get more intense, I felt my uncle’s finger going inside my ass. It was slow and smooth, but unexpected. I felt my insides clench around him, seemingly hugging him with my hole. He slid it back and forth gently. It felt so nice, but I couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that this was my uncle!

I didn’t want to admit it to myself, but I wanted more. I looked at Tom and he saw my mouth open and drooling. He stood up and put his cock in my mouth. It tasted great. I’ve never sucked his cock before, and honestly never thought I would. But with everything else going on, somehow sucking my best friend’s cock was the most normal thing happening!

My uncle pulled his finger out of me, leaving my hole with this hungry feeling. I wanted him to put it back. But then I felt his hands resting on my hips and the warm, smooth feeling of loins up against my ass.

I couldn’t breathe. I’m pretty sure my heart stopped, too. I felt myself locked in place in the warm, well-fucked pumpkin as my uncle slowly slid his cock inside me. I couldn’t believe what was happening. But within moments, I felt his thick, hot shaft moving its way deeper into my body, steadily going until I felt his body flat against mine.

I finally let out an exhale. Fuck, it felt so good. Every doubt I had seemed to go away and all I could think about was how hot he was and how much I wanted him to fuck me. As he began to thrust into me, I felt the pumpkin begin to rock back and forth from his movements. My cock continued to work the gourd, all while Tom’s cock rested in my mouth. And in a moment of clarity, all I could think was how much more I was going to need to see my uncle going forward...

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ERIC

Eric hasn’t always been the adorable young man he is now. Growing up, he was a bit of an awkward kid, not sure when to speak or what to say when given the chance. His timidness kept him from being particularly brave or noteworthy, but as he’s matured, he’s become quite the looker. And his uncle has certainly noticed. Eric has always admired the way the older man can be so bold and outspoken, seeming to have no care in the world other than just being happy. Eric wishes he could have a little bit of that quality. The more time he spends with him, the more he admires his good looks and friendly character. And from what he can tell, it seems like his uncle is becoming more interested in him as well...

Played by Eric Charming
MR. FIGATA

Mr. Figata is no dummy when it comes to sex. Clearly, as a father himself, he knows it can be a lot of fun. And looking the way he does, it's not like he's only done it once. He's got all the charm and friendliness of your local, neighborhood dad, but under the polo and khakis, he's a total perv. He loves feeling his cock deep inside a warm, tight hole, especially that of a hot young guy. But as much as he wants to indulge in his more base desires, he wants to be a good dad, too. When his boy started coming of age, he found their connection changed. No longer was Jack rushing to him for advice or telling him all about his day. The handsome young man was beginning to discover the world for himself, leaving Mr. Figata feeling a little left out. He wants his boy to know he can go to him for anything. Besides... the boy has a cute little butt that his old man would love to taste.

Played by Matthew Figata
Tom

Tom is an all around horny guy. He’s been playing with his dick from the moment he could touch it, never shying away from pleasure when it presents itself. While he’s mostly spent his time with guys his age, he can’t deny that older guys bring their own incredible sexiness and experience. What's more, he sees nothing wrong with the concept of “kissing cousins.” Even kissing uncles. Or brothers. Or dads...

Played by Tom Bentley
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My Beautiful Boy: Tapes
1. Family Photos 24mn
Richie is amazing. I could have never imagined when I became his step-dad that I would take to him so closely. We’re very different, and that’s okay. I appreciate him so much for who he is and who he is becoming. I’ve always been a bit outgoing and fearless, but Richie is very shy and still a bit unsure of himself. I want him to see himself the way I see him. I came across a photographer who does incredible photography of fathers and sons. And even though he’s not my own, he’s still my boy and I want him to feel that. I scheduled the photographer and told Richie it would be a nice thing for us to have and look back on. But I didn’t tell him the whole truth… The photographer doesn’t just photograph dads and sons for holiday cards. He also does incredibly compelling, beautiful, even erotic photography. Nude men with their handsome sons, embracing and connecting in, well, unorthodox ways. But still beautiful and artistic. I know I’m a bit of an exhibitionist, but I wanted to find a way for Richie to feel more comfortable in his own skin. I’ve seen him naked a few times and, if I’m being honest, I know he’s got a little bit of a crush on me. He always has since we first met. And now that he’s all grown, I want him to see me not just as his dad, but as a man he can be close to. Even… really close… During the photoshoot, the photographer did a great job posing us and making us look great. It was a little silly at first, as all photoshoots are, but once we got into the groove, I could see Richie beginning to glow. He was confident and happy! And he seemed like he was having a good time. Seeing my boy happy just filled me with so much feeling. And before I knew it, I was popping wood in my pants! I couldn’t tell if it was obvious, but I decided to just let it lay. If I look aroused in the photos, fine! That’s just me reacting to my beautiful boy. Eventually, though, I wanted to get more of the photos I’d seen before. The naked ones. So I prompted the photographer and he instructed us to strip off our clothes. I could see Richie was a little uncomfortable at first. I wasn’t sure if it was more about being naked with his old man or if it was being naked in front of the camera. Either way, I assured him that not only would he love it and love the photos, but that he was absolutely stunning and had no reason to be embarrassed of his body. It took a little bit, but Richie became more and more comfortable. I think he was still relying on me to comfort him and assure him, but that’s what dads are for! And I couldn’t be prouder. ...Or more turned on. And what’s more, I could see his cock starting to stand up for me! Once the photo shoot ended, I could hardly contain my excitement. Something about seeing him step out of his comfort zone, trust me, and stand proudly side by side with me just made my heart swell. A passion rushed over me. As we made it back into the house, I found myself absolutely and totally enamored with Richie. We had to get dressed to come back inside, but I just wanted to see him naked again. I brought him into his room and couldn’t control myself. I brought him in close and gave him a kiss. I don’t think he expected it, but he didn’t back away. He was still flushed and worked up from our session, but I could see that I’d gotten him pretty excited. What separation we maintained from each other now seemed gone. Posing naked, being free, being open, I felt like I could finally show him how I felt about him. I kissed down his neck, holding him gently and slowly. I didn’t want to rush it. My hands moved over his body, under his clothes and across his smooth, milky skin. He was so flawless, it was unreal. And when I put my hands beneath his underwear and caressed his butt, I thought I’d died and gone to heaven. I couldn’t stop. Richie was so beautiful. My boy. My sweet boy. I had to have him. It was just inevitable. I kissed him again and bent him over the edge of the bed. He was a little timid, but he presented his hole to me so perfectly. I got down and paused. I took a breath, thinking that I was about to finally taste my boy. I got rock hard beneath my clothes, but didn’t want to lose the moment by undressing myself. Instead, I slowly extended my tongue, feeling the soft, pillow flesh of his cheeks against my face right before I made deep contact with his boyhole. I couldn’t believe it. How lucky was I? Many dads never get to experience the delight of tasting their boy’s hole, and here I was, connecting with Richie more than I had even hoped possible! I knew I was going to have to fuck him. He was going to have to take my bare cock and feel my seed inside him. But I wanted to take it slow. Make him know that he was loved. And being the good boy he is, I know he wanted it, too...
2. Pumpkin Carving 20mn
I don’t see my uncle all that often. It seems like there’s a rush of holidays and birthdays, all finishing with Christmas, and it’s not until the next fall that we all start seeing each other again. It’s not really intentional. Life just gets busy. And family time is not always high in my priorities. I never think about it too much, but I can tell my uncle Matthew notices. He’s always telling me and my cousins how much we’ve grown and how handsome we are. I don’t know when the change happened from being “cute” to “handsome,” but uncle Matthew never misses the chance to tell us. Uncle Matthew is very handsome, himself. He’s got a perpetual tan, muscular body, and the face of a movie star! Even our cousin, Jack, is quite the looker, too. I’ve always felt a little dopey around him, not really sure what to say or how to respond. And as I’ve gotten older, he’s only shown more and more interest. I can’t say I don’t like it. I’ve often fantasized about catching him coming out of the shower or returning from the gym. It seemed wrong, but I couldn’t help it. When the leaves started to turn and fall was reapproaching, I knew that I was going to see him again. I got excited, but I also had no idea what our interactions would be like. It was right after Halloween that I showed up with my friend, Tom. We were just going to say hi, hang out for a bit, and go into town when we saw some pumpkins sitting on the stoop. They weren’t carved or anything, clearly put out for Halloween but never decorated. It felt like a shame to put them out completely blank. I asked my uncle if we could carve them up and a peculiar sort of smile crossed his face. His smile was always disarming, glowing white and bright. But something about the look in his eye surprised me. He said yes and Tom and I brought in the pumpkins to begin working away. Tom and I were being dumb and talking about what we were going to carve and such, still wishing it was Halloween. We went to look for a knife and some towels and when we got back to the pumpkins, my uncle was standing there, waiting for us, still with that peculiar smile on his face. “Boys, come here,” he began. We walked over, waiting for him to simply just remind us not to make a mess or clean up after ourselves. Instead, he mentioned something about a “fall male-bonding harvest ritual.” It sounded like a joke he was setting up, one of my uncle’s attempts at silly humor. But when he explained that it’s done completely naked, I felt my face flush red. Completely naked? Was he being serious? I watched in disbelief as my uncle began to unbutton his shirt. I could tell Tom was on board immediately. His face lit up and his horny, “say yes” attitude came right out. For me? I was nervous. I’d never seen my uncle naked before. And he’d never seen me naked! I kept waiting for the moment when it was revealed to be a prank, but when uncle Matthew stripped down to his underwear, I knew he wasn’t kidding. He urged us to do the same. By the time I was just starting to take off my sweater, he was completely naked! There I was, just a foot or two away from my uncle Matthew! Naked! He was insanely good looking. Better than I had imagined. I had seen him in the pool and on the beach a handful of times growing up, but I didn’t see more than just his muscular chest and arms. Now, I could see every inch of him. I couldn’t breathe or speak. I looked to Tom for a sign of what to do, but he was already all in. He stripped off his clothes and stood naked beside me, ready for whatever my uncle had in store for us. Apparently while we were running around looking for supplies, uncle Matthew had already carved a hole in one of the pumpkins. I had seen things online of people fucking pumpkins, but it seemed like a meme or a joke, not something people actually did. But as my uncle explained his “fall ritual,” it became clear that that’s what he wanted us to do. It felt strange to be talking so frankly with my uncle. He wasn’t a saint, but we’d just never had that kind of conversation. Sex was just not something we ever discussed, though looking like him, it was always on my mind. So to have him positioning me and my friend into position, it was surreal. Uncle Matthew had me lean over the pumpkin, placing my dick just above the hole. My bare ass was outward facing him, and before I knew it, he had his face right into it. Uncle Matthew! He kissed my ass cheeks, even tonguing my hole. It felt so weird, but I really liked it. He seemed to really love what he was doing, and it felt really good. I looked at Tom, seeing him stroke his cock watching me get eaten out by my uncle. I felt myself get hard, too. I reached a hand out to touch Tom’s cock, and as I did, my uncle put his hand on mine. He stroked it, teasing me and getting me excited before placing it in the hole he’d carved. The pumpkin was cool and gooey. I didn’t know if I should like it, but it felt good. Uncle Matthew pushed me into it, guiding me back and forth as I simulated fucking. As I kept going, it got warmer… and felt really nice. Tom watched and I played with his cock as my uncle continued to kiss and lick my ass. I felt like I was dreaming! This was not at all what I thought this fall would bring! Just when I thought it couldn’t get more intense, I felt my uncle’s finger going inside my ass. It was slow and smooth, but unexpected. I felt my insides clench around him, seemingly hugging him with my hole. He slid it back and forth gently. It felt so nice, but I couldn’t stop thinking about the fact that this was my uncle! I didn’t want to admit it to myself, but I wanted more. I looked at Tom and he saw my mouth open and drooling. He stood up and put his cock in my mouth. It tasted great. I’ve never sucked his cock before, and honestly never thought I would. But with everything else going on, somehow sucking my best friend’s cock was the most normal thing happening! My uncle pulled his finger out of me, leaving my hole with this hungry feeling. I wanted him to put it back. But then I felt his hands resting on my hips and the warm, smooth feeling of loins up against my ass. I couldn’t breathe. I’m pretty sure my heart stopped, too. I felt myself locked in place in the warm, well-fucked pumpkin as my uncle slowly slid his cock inside me. I couldn’t believe what was happening. But within moments, I felt his thick, hot shaft moving its way deeper into my body, steadily going until I felt his body flat against mine. I finally let out an exhale. Fuck, it felt so good. Every doubt I had seemed to go away and all I could think about was how hot he was and how much I wanted him to fuck me. As he began to thrust into me, I felt the pumpkin begin to rock back and forth from his movements. My cock continued to work the gourd, all while Tom’s cock rested in my mouth. And in a moment of clarity, all I could think was how much more I was going to need to see my uncle going forward...
3. Curious Boy 20mn
I loved seeing Richie open up. The young guy is still so stuck in his shell, but getting him undressed and skin to skin felt like a real step in the right direction. Of course, I can’t deny that it was good for me. Seeing him bare and receptive to my manhood was one of the most beautiful things I’d ever experienced. I could tell he enjoyed it, but he’s still hesitant to talk about it. I’m not an idiot. I know what we did was unexpected and a little unorthodox. But I love the kid. And I want him to know that. He knows he’s supposed to think of it as wrong, but I still catch him looking at me every now and again, clearly thinking of what we did and wanting more. I don’t want to push him or freak him out, so I’ve given him time to warm up to the idea of doing it again. One day after a run, the two of us came inside and immediately began to strip down for a shower. I’ve basically lost all desire to cover up around him, so I was quick to take off my shorts, shirt, and jock and head right into the bathroom. I couldn’t have been gone more than 5 minutes before I returned back to my room to grab my phone when I saw Richie throwing himself down on the bed, face down and grinding like a cat in heat. I didn’t know what he was doing, but it was clear I stumbled upon a private moment. I playfully asked what he was doing, curious by this behavior. He quickly jumped up and moved himself into a position where he was hiding something behind him. What was I supposed to do? I walked over and asked to see what he had. To my surprise, he was holding my jock in his hand, clutching it like it was some secret, precious thing he didn’t want me to see. My jock. My sweaty, well worn jock that was still covered in the scent of my nuts. I knew then what he was doing. The little pervert was sniffing it and getting off in secret! I couldn’t help cracking a smile. I was definitely tickled and amused, but also happy to see him expressing his desires. I took off my towel, still covered in the same sweat and scent as the jock. I asked him if he wanted to take a sniff of the real thing. The pause in his eyes was palpable. Even though my gesture was open and without any conditions, I watched as he did the calculations in his head about whether or not he should do it. I stood still, not pressuring, not judging, just letting my ripe cock and balls hang free between my legs as he made his decision. Then, to my delight, he leaned in… His soft, smooth face moved against my loins, kissing and sniffing my dick. It instantly began to get hard, feeling the warmth of my boy’s breath against me. I wanted him to want me. Not just to satisfy my carnal desires, but to make our connection even stronger. I wanted him to know he could trust me. That I would take care of him. And I would be anything and everything I could to him. As his lips parted and he took me into his mouth, I knew I was going to have to fuck him again. The stirring in my loins was so strong and intense that I could have cum just from him licking my shaft. But I held off. I wanted to hold him in my arms and make him feel loved. I wanted him to feel it in his heart as I was flooding his hole with my seed. It needed to mean something…
4. The Neighborhood Kids 20mn
My step-son and a couple of his neighborhood friends came to stay for a few nights recently. I’ve always taken pride in being the cool dad. His birth father manages to keep Richie on the straight-and-narrow, but his more rigid approach to parenting makes him a bit of a fun sponge! I see it as my duty to whisk Richie off for adventures where he can let his hair down. My interest in the boy is not entirely altruistic. There was a moment last summer when I realized the gawky ginger kid had turned into a sexy young guy with more than a twinkle in his eye. And, once those kinds of thoughts enter your mind, it’s fairly hard to think about much else. The more I looked at him, the more he seemed to look back at me. The glances were innocent to begin with, then inquisitive and then, before I could say “what the fuck”, we were staring at each other with an intensity which would make a whore blush! It progressed into a full-blown sexual relationship about six months ago. It was a big step, no doubt, but we’ve managed to stay pretty relaxed about the whole thing. The boy’s at college, so he’s not home all the time. Which is fine; he needs to be free to discover himself and date boys of his own age… as long as he saves some time for me! Richie turned up at my place with his high school friends, Tom and Cole. I know both boys well. Very well, in fact!! There was a lot of flirting going on during dinner, so I suggested we go to the hot tub. Minutes later, we were stripped to our bathing suits with the warm, bubbly, spa water tickling and massaging our semi-aroused bodies. Cole was staring at me with a pretty racy look in his eye and Richie kept pushing his leg out so that it brushed against mine under the water. On top of all of that, Tom and I were exchanging the sort of glances which said, “take me!” To get things moving the way I wanted them to go, I suggested a game of truth and dare. It all started off innocently enough. We worked our way around the circle asking titillating questions; “have you ever kissed a girl?” “have you ever sent a dick pic”… I requested a dare and Cole, bold as brass, cheekily told me to take off my bathing trunks. I smiled and did as requested, enjoying the feeling of my junk floating free in the warm water. The boys no I’m not very shy, but I was impressed that Cole would bravely make the request. I don’t need to spell out what happened next. A series of somewhat inevitable dares ensured that we were soon all naked in the tub. I looked from one boy to the next. Each seemed to have a tighter, more well-defined body than the one I’d just looked at, and my thick unrestrained tool was soon threatening to make an appearance above the water line! The atmosphere instantly became charged with heavy eroticism. Cole immediately clocked my hard-on and dared me to stand up… And there I was, in all my naked glory, dick hard as iron and ready for action. Before I had the time to properly enjoy the looks on the boys’ faces, I felt Richie moving across to me, coming to sucking me off. It was soon something of a free for all. I detected a flash of jealousy on Tom’s face as he made his way over to me, plainly to prove that he could top his best friend on the head-giving stakes. What can I say? They both learned from the best and it was a pleasure to watch them competing with each other! I kept my eyes firmly on Cole, willing him to join in and turn the hot tub into the location of a full-blown orgy and, sure enough, he obliged. The other two started making out, bodies intertwined and wrapped in a sexy blanket of warm water. The connection with Cole was immediate and full of fiery chemistry. I held the back of his head and pushed my dick deep into his throat, before switching places and getting my mouth wrapped around his highly-impressive meat. The tip of my tongue was dancing over the head of Cole’s 9-inch fuck tool, which was helplessly twitching and bobbing about! I could tell the experience was utterly blowing his mind. He kept tossing his head back and groaning heavily in that sexy, surprisingly deep voice of his! I glanced behind me and saw my steps-son happily eating out young Tom’s hole. I tapped Richie on the ass and told him I wanted to take over. I could see Cole pushing Richie into the same position as Tom, and the thought of the two of them fucking made my already hard dick bounce like crazy. I heard a somewhat-familiar gasp and realized that Cole had sunk his big dick into Richie’s hole. The sounds of the two of them banging increasingly drew my attention away from Tom. Cole had one of his long legs up on the side of the tub and was driving his dick hard in and out of my step-son. Fucking Tom was gonna have to wait until this particularly sexy floor show was done. I put my arm around Tom and we watched the action, playing with each other’s dicks and kissing passionately between glances. I felt myself willing Cole to go harder. I wanted to see him flooding my boy’s ass with semen. That special moment was all about Cole; his immense beauty, his amazing dick, his incredible sexual prowess. Everything else was gonna need to wait. Cole unloaded in Richie with perfect skill. His growls got a little more frantic, perhaps, and his face contorted as the cum started to gush out of him, deep into Richie’s ass. And, as Cole pulled out, a torrent of watery spunk gushed out of my beautiful boy’s tight hole. The night was young. We had all the time in the world… but man, I was gonna spend the rest of the night making the most out of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
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