"I can't fight it anymore."
Chavo looked up, frowning at his uncle, who was standing in the door to his study. The older man had stopped by his apartment for a visit, and since the RAW roster was in town of a few days, Chavo had offered to let him stay. He was close to his uncle, and since the roster split they hadn't seen nearly enough of each other. "Eddie?" he questioned, putting down the book he had been reading.
His uncle strode quickly over to him, kneeling down before him and taking his hands in his own. "I said I can't fight it! Listen, I've been talking to the Hardys recently. What they have together is beautiful, and there's nothing wrong with it! They hide it from those who wouldn't understand and tell those they can trust. We can do that too!"
"What are you talking about?" Chavo snapped, yanking his hands from Eddie's grasp.
"I'm talking about us!" Eddie stressed, his sexy accent flaring up as he spoke. "We don't have to pretend any more! I want to be with you, and I know you want me too!"
Chavo stood abruptly, nearly upending his chair. "You're crazy!" he exclaimed. "For god's sake, you're my uncle! My mother is your sister! Heaven knows what mummy would say if she knew her own brother was trying to - to hit on me!"
"Chavo," Eddie said softly, a small smile quirking his lips. "Don't you see? We don't have to keep pretending! Don't you remember that night when your mother was gone, and I spent the night in your bed?"
Chavo swallowed. "It was a mistake," he whispered. "I was just a kid!"
"You knew what you wanted," Eddie purred, approaching his nephew with slow, timed steps. "You knew then just like you know now! You want me!"
Chavo was unconsciously backing up, the young man jumping when his back hit the wall. His breath began to grow a little heavier as Eddie closed in on him, pinning him against the wall. "Eddie we can't," he gasped out, trying to ignore his uncle's intoxicating scent. "If anyone found out - "
"Screw them!" Eddie exclaimed. "Guererros get what they want, and I want you, essa!"
"You're crazy!" Chavo took a deep breath, trying to summon the strength to push his uncle away. "Eddie, come on. You could have any man, you shouldn't go after someone like me! You should be with RVD, you know he wants you."
"But I don't want him!" Eddie leaned in even closer, his body pressing against his young nephew. "I know what I want, and I don't want anyone but you, baby. You and your sexy salsa accent, you're heartstopping good looks, and you're incredible body." He rolled his hips forward, letting Chavo feel the considerable erection which had resulted from their closeness. "I want you baby, every part of you."
"Oh god Eddie." Chavo closed his eyes, trying to get his brain to start working again. The feeling of the man he had desired since he was old enough to know about such desires pressed against him, and hard for him as well, was making him feel more than a little light headed. "You - you really think it could work?"
"Why not, essa?" Eddie leaned in further still, his lips nuzzling at the soft skin on Chavo's neck. "Worked for Matt and Jeff, didn't it? No one even has to know 'less we tell them. If you and me wanted to share a room, who'd question it? We're related, and we're close. Everyone knows that. I can be quiet in bed if you can."
Chavo gulped. Ever since the first time they were together, he had desired no one but his uncle. No matter what he did to rid himself of the forbidden feelings, they continued to overwhelm him, especially when he was in Eddie's presence. And as much as a part of him told him that an incestuous relationship with his uncle would be wrong, another part insisted that it would be very, very right.
Chavo slid his eyes open, meeting Eddie's desire-filled gaze. "Ok," he breathed, tentatively wrapped his arms around the sultry brunette's neck. "But mummy can't even find out! She'd kill me, and you, for this."
"Don't you worry about her," Eddie murmured, his hands sliding along Chavo's trim sides and locking around his waist. "She won't know."
Chavo chuckled. "You know she'd kill you for seducing her baby."
Eddie shrugged. "A small price to pay for this," he murmured, leaning in and meeting Chavo's lips in a passionate kiss. Chavo eagerly kissed back, giving a mental drop kick to the part of himself which told him to stop. He kept his body pressed tightly against Eddie's, not having much of a choice, since his uncle was still pinning him against the wall. He felt an extra shiver of excitement go through him at his apparent helplessness at Eddie's hand, wanting nothing so bad as he wanted the older man to possess him complete, for the first time in far too many years.
Eddie finally had to pull back to breath, licking his lips and grinning wickedly. "Bedroom or couch?" he murmured, sliding his hands to rest on his nephew's hips and grinding against him playfully.
Chavo gasped, hardly able to comprehend his uncle's words with all the stimulation rushing through his body. "Couch...closer," he managed to get out, squeaking as Eddie grabbed him around the waist and dragged him over to the couch, pushing him down on his back and crawling on top of him. They practically tore each other's clothes off, their long denied passion resurfacing in spades. Their hands frantically explored each other's well muscled bodies, trying to touch everything at once. While their hands roamed, their mouths met in passion-hazed kisses, their tongues delving into each other's mouths.
"Oh Eddie," Chavo gasped, his breath heaving in his throat already. "Now! Take me now!"
"Lube?" Eddie panted. Chavo gestured frantically to the coffee table next to the couch, and Eddie quickly spotted the lotion there and snatched it up. It took him only a second to spread the cool lotion on his fingers and spread Chavo's legs, quickly sliding a single digit into the other man.
Chavo moaned, spreading his legs further and arching into his uncle's touch. "More!" he demanded.
Eddie quickly inserted a second, then a third finger at Chavo's demand. He had the patience to work them for only a moment before pulling them out and lubing up his cock, quickly aligning his hips with his nephew's and pulling Chavo's ankles over his shoulders. Chavo's back arched as Eddie slid into him, the younger man moaning as he became exquisitely full. Eddie let himself slide in all the way, pausing for a moment once he was fully sheathed to take Chavo's lips in a breath stealing kiss.
Chavo moaned into his uncle's mouth, hardly able to believe this forbidden fantasy was actually happening. He bucked his hips up against Eddie's, the feeling of the older man within him driving him absolutely crazy. The sensation was every bit as wonderful as the first time he had experienced it, and he desperately craved more. Eddie was happy to provide, meeting Chavo's hips with powerful thrusts as their tongues continued to duel. They were both moaning into each other's mouth, the sounds of their frantic passion filling the room. The union was so incredible, Chavo was soon right on the edge, thrown over in an instant as Eddie thrust against his prostate. His back arched, a silent gasp of pleasure tearing from his throat as an incredible orgasm swept through his body. His legs slipped down to Eddie's waist, wrapping tightly around the older man's waist as he rode out the waves of pleasure.
Eddie was panting as Chavo's muscles clenched around him, sending him right over the ledge after his nephew. He let out a cry and released into the younger man, his body shaking with his orgasm's intensity.
As they began to come down off their climaxed, both collapsed, the muscles in their bodies seeming to give out after their intense exertion. It was several minutes before either could breath normally again, their lungs heaving from the passion they had just shared.
Chavo found that he didn't mind in the least that Eddie was lying on top of him, practically squishing him. He sighed happily, wrapping his arms around Eddie's back. The warmth he felt glowing inside of him was a result of far more than his uncle's skin pressed against his own. "Eddie," he breathed, not having the breath nor the thought to put together more words.
"Chavo," Eddie whispered in return, shifting a little to lessen his weight on his nephew. He too sighed happily, feeling content for first time in his adult life. He buried his head in the crook of Chavo's neck, loving the sensation of Chavo's warm flesh against his face. They simply lay still, curled up together, both dreaming of days to come.
THE END