Date: Mon, 13 Aug 2001 17:44:16 -0400
From: paul paris <shaksbeer@ureach.com>
Subject: A few days before Christmas...Part 3

This is a story from my imagination. It is pure fiction and has nothing to
do with the author with the exception that he wrote it. It is part three in
a series about a man and three boys. The shyness. Opening to love. Included
are the sexual acts between three man and the boys. Nephews and their
friend bring a difference, which will only become apparent near the
end. Enjoy and do try working it out before it is written for you to read.

This kind or story is illegal in some countries; so do please check before
continuing. If this is not your kind of story then please leave and look
through the other examples that Nifty have to offer. All thanks to them.

I have the copyright so if you wish to use or copy then please ask. Any
fee-paying sites will automatically be refused. I am sorry.

I am dyslexic. The computer does most of the work. Many thanks to all the
emails of encouragement. I have proofreaders who read all my work. He
leaves some grammatical and spelling errors because its part of me.



				A Few Days Before Christmas
					Part 3


	I saw Thomas on the bed. He was lying there expectantly, hands
behind his head feet crossed. I had said earlier that because I had Todd a
lot more often we knew each other much better. I never thought we would
become as close as we were. Thomas saw us together bathing, undressing,
naked but thought nothing of it. He never joined in just took it as part of
our daily routine. I never tried in any way to get Thomas to be part of our
times together, he was happy to be alone doing his own thing.
	I am 36. I am a writer of detective novels. I have been doing this
for over 8 years. Never been married but loved to have time off with my
nieces and nephews. They would love to come and visit even if I was in the
middle of a novel. They would offer their opinion on how the bad guy would
get away with the crime. Sometimes their suggestions would be worth writing
and some got the ole "That's good." Then they went into the bin. I was the
only boy in a family of 6 so I think having other males around older or
children made up for the loss in my early years. My eldest sister was
great. Not changing the subject but can you remember the old roasting
plates that the Sunday beef or lamb went on? Well my Mother would place my
sisters food on this size of plate. You see I did not eat but would sit
next to my sister and pinch food from her so mother got the idea that if
she was to add extra to a larger platter at least I would get some sort of
nutrition. It worked. When she got married she was blessed so the family
say with 2 wonderful boys Todd and Thomas. I loved and cared for them from
day one. I would always baby sit. I cannot ever remember another doing
it. Their father lasted 5 years before he died of a coronary thrombosis. It
was a sad day for all I remember being called upon to help tell the
children. They had to wait for a few years so right or wrong I became a
surrogate father. At age 5 and 7 both boys were sat down and told. No tears
but an acknowledgment of understanding far beyond their ages. I never went
over the top but I did have time to take the children. I even made them
detective in my novels. The first book I wrote was almost a number one so I
made sure that I put some money away in trust for them. This lasted for a
few years until my sister remarried. He was nice enough. Work minded so had
no time for children. Thomas went quiet. We could all see that. Even our
chats about the detective lost all interest. No matter what was done,
nobody could seem to get him involved or interested in anything at all. I
did try but it seemed that Todd was the only one to get over it quickly. I
spent quite a bit of time trying but Thomas preferred to keep quiet. I
would try my best and Todd would when I bathed jump in. He did it with his
dad. That's how we got close. It was nothing to be seen naked after all he
was no different to me except I had a few wrinkles. We would hug clothed or
not even sleeping together was a normal thing. Time passed and the boys got
a new Dad.
	He had a hotel so they all went to it. Nothing much changed;
Thomas's life remained quiet. Nobody knew why. Time came when I was asked
to help out. Todd had asked some awkward questions and it was thought that
I would be best to answer them for him. The new dad was more interested in
work than time with the boys so I offered to do the best I could. The
questions were about babies, you know the sort. In the bath it was easy but
I did not expect Thomas to want to sit in. He sat on the lid of the toilet
listening. As I explained things Todd was intrigued. Well after he got out
I asked Thomas for the first and only time if he would like to jump in. He
declined and left. I got out and stood there drying as Thomas in his briefs
and towel waited for me to leave. I did once get to see him naked and that
was when we got soaked on afternoon. I undressed the boys and both did not
mind. He was a normal boy who wanted to be loved. I did tell him that as
often as I could especially at bedtimes. I would kiss his cheek, tweak his
nose and tell him how special he was. I thought one time I saw a tear but I
guess if you wish for something you can see it.
	So tonight there were Thomas hands behind his head, feet crossed
laying on the bed in his boxers looking at me. I had tucked up the other
surreptitiously hiding a large stocking for them in the morning. They must
not get up till I call them and all was agreed. I undressed each one,
hugging them before they decided what they wore in bed. I did not know what
it really was but Todd was great even Shaun went with the flow. I said good
night and closed the door. I could hear the whispers but it was Christmas
Eve so I could feel the excitement.
	As I went to my room the bed was empty. Thomas was standing there
beside the bed. I immediately went and hugged him. He opened my robe
letting it fall to the floor. I got on the bed and he followed. "Thomas,
are you happy?" He cuddled right up and said "I am now I am with you."  I
lay on my side and looked into his face. "Thomas why now are you happy
please tell me?" With a big sigh he began "When dad died everyone thought I
would be alright so they gave Todd lots of love. I did not mind
really. When we came here I saw how you were with Todd but only once did
you ask me. I saw you both naked sleeping together. I watched you
sometimes. I had no one. If I had known that I needed the love too I would
have asked but I kept quiet to help mum. After a while we had a new dad but
things changed, he was working, mum had not much time for us, she said we
were getting too old for the lovey dovey stuff. When ever we came here Todd
and you would be hugging and I wanted so much to be part of that. One day
we went swimming with mum and dad. While we were drying off I saw dad with
another boy. It was his son who I had never met. They played together while
I watched. I was left alone. I even saw him dry his son off but not
me. Then the other day it happened. You know the thing we did. I love you
for that. I wish I had known long ago just what I had been missing. I made
a wish for a Christmas present and that was to be loved. I would like that
present to come from you."
	I saw this face, eyes sparkling. I had to hug him. "Thomas, are you
sure about this?" This was the first time I felt the heat between us. I
stroked his hair till he relaxed. "Thomas now I need you to understand
something. If we do this then we may never see each other again if people
got to know. I will do this with you but you must be sure. A kiss landed
upon my cheek "Yes Uncle I want this for us both."
	Kneeling across him I moved down till I came to the waistband of
his boxers. I slowly opened the button at the top then the button fly. I
leaned forward and kissed him. My hands were pulling the boxers down very
slowly. Before I went any further I sat up to turn the overhead light
off. As I sat down Thomas 's hand were either side of me peeling down my
shorts until he came face to face with my penis. He held it properly for
the very first time. I could not wait so pulled both of our boxers off and
there we were naked, perhaps as we always deeply wanted. I took some powder
and carefully massaged his neck and shoulders. Moving downwards I got to
the globes of his bottom. The thirteen year old was so smooth. I was
becoming erect. Opening his legs I knelt between them taking a small
portion of cream on my fingers. I carefully forced them between his cheeks
until the tips were slipping against his hole. Thomas looked over his
shoulder. I stopped for a moment, then as he watched I managed to get 1
finger to enter his virgin hole. Thomas deeply gasped when this happened. I
withdrew to coat the finger in more cream. I could feel the muscles of his
arse hold firmly on to the finger that was removed. I entered again coating
my penis in anticipation. Now 2 fingers were inside him circling internally
while he groaned in deep pleasure. My naked flesh was coming into contact
with his. I kissed every hollow and grove possible that my lips could get
to. My erection found the hole!
	With a swift gentle push I was inside. He was holding tightly. I
did not want to cause any pain for him so stopped for a moment so he could
adjust to the new sensation. With a squeeze my penis inserted more. It felt
like a caterpillar being moved until the pubic hairs touched his
flesh. Forcing back against me it did not take long until his anus was full
of my penis. He was eager for more so I began what I hoped would be a long
slow extraction and penetration. The speed I thought would be easy started
to get quicker and quicker. Thomas's legs got wider. "Fuck me Uncle." I had
not expected such profanity but did just what he asked until I could feel I
was almost at the stage where I could not have stopped if I tried. With one
huge shove I blasted my sperm inside of him time and time again. I
accidentally slipped out of him and could see bubbles of the sperm coming
from his hole. Thomas was face down legs apart showing the white fluid
dripping from his hole trickling down over the sack of skin that squashed
against the bed. His face was red with a wide smile looking around at me. I
managed to turn him over looking at the red face glowing while his eyes
looked right through me. "Is this what you and Todd do?" I did not
answer. I placed my lips on his and grasped his penis starting to rub up
and down. "Thomas this was more than we ever did. I would describe it as
love." It did not take long before he climaxed and I could see the
semi-clear fluid eject from the erection. I held him tight while his body
shook with the sensation of love and passion that he had felt for the first
powerful exertion of love we had experienced between us.
	Thomas lay in pure happiness allowing me to examine his whole
body. My fingers then hands, followed by my lips discovered every deep
crevasse and hollow. My tongue, if pushed in any harder, would have gone
past the belly button and inserting it into his insides. It was me now who
started to express my true feelings. "Thomas I love you. If you felt like I
do we could spend all this night having sex, making love then fucking till
the light of Christmas day came up." After he had cum for the third time I
could tell he was getting very tired. Quickly he fell asleep. I gave myself
a treat by slipping my penis into his mouth quickly feeling the tongue on
the head as I pulled back the skin.
	Now lets look at things in a general way. Your parents near to
Christmas get you to sit down and write the so-called important letter to
the man with the while beard. You had to be honest saying if you had been
good or bad. Then you write a list of the things you wanted not being to
extravagant about what you wanted. This brought you into contact with; "A
bike is to much but a ball would be acceptable, a soldier was good but the
whole infantry was just way to much. How could you put into words what had
just happen. "I do not want much but if Uncle was to fuck me that would be
good." From that first moment I tried to get too know Thomas I never
thought we would end up this way. I loved them as families do but this was
more than love, strangest of all was that his demands when we got together
were clear and positive, far stronger than mine. I had been a very bad
boy. I had unwrapped a present to early. It was the most wonderful thing I
could have been given. Who was there to thank? His parents. I knew I would
thank him many times. There was a lesson in progress with a student all in
favour of learning and teaching in his own way.
	Opening a bow of silken skin for the first time gave me so much
pleasure. Right or wrong it was something that had to be found out. We both
lay together legs entwined holding each other as if it was the last thing
we would ever do. Our lips touched time and time again. As passions arose
our erections raised at the same time. The mind wandered while thinking
what could be the next move. Love between people, adults that is moves
along a basic road but love between a man and a boy was different. The man
knew, the boy wanted. Can the feelings match what other signs of love would
show? Our silences seem to become a lecture in the reasons of love. I knew
it would not last long, would it? I so much wanted to be inside Thomas's
head to see what he was thinking, feeling but most of all if he had made
the right decision to make love with me. I know he was 13 but I was sure he
was old enough to feel love and lust. I never worried about him telling
others what we had been doing. I could imagine that if I did not fulfil his
wants he would try elsewhere. Being full of love for him and him full of my
love I had decided to do whatever was needed to make him happy and make it
feel right in what we had done.
	I can hear a number of you saying, "Most paedophiles fell like you
do." And "Perverts can get away with anything." My love was a singular
thing. I would and did not go out looking for boys because others never did
anything for me. I had 3 boys 2 new to this, as I was new to them. This was
more than just love it was pleasure personified. Thomas's move was not as a
boy out to have his first sexual fling with whomever he could get but
calculated to include me. I loved my Todd. I say my because we had played
together since he was 5. Sex never crossed our mind it just happened. The
wonders we found with each other were as though we had read a book. The
more we read the more we got into it. Shaun was a strange one. I made the
move yes, but if he had wanted to stop at any time I would. It was that
clear. Thomas I never thought would be interested even after he saw how his
brother and I behaved. When he asked me I now wonder what would have
happened if I had refused to do things with him.
	All through the night I lay awake with my love in my arms. Thomas
never moved. Even as I tried his arms and legs tightened securely. It was
almost 5am when the other boys appeared. I expect Christmas does that to
most children. "Hey you promised not to get up till I called you." I
suppose it was silly to expect that really but it was great to have the
covers removed then replaced by 2 other near naked boys. Well the near did
not last for long because when they saw that Thomas and I were clothes less
they took just a few seconds to become the same. Shaun hugged up behind
Thomas and I had my usual snog, as Todd called it, from him. "Shaun told me
what you did two days ago. Have you done it with Thomas?" I saw no harm in
giving the answer I did. "Yes." Todd asked why I had not done things like
that with him. I had no answer. I was not sure he knew the whole story so
smiled and hugged as I normally did. Todd for some reason became more
passionate than normal. His lips acted liked rubber suckers. He had hold or
my penis even though the others if awake could see what he was doing. He
rubbed me just as if he was an expert. I tried to stretch out to enjoy what
he was doing. With a finger from the hand that hugged him I tried to open
his cheeks to insert it but found it to tight. It took a while but he did
become looser. The finger with great effort gently began to go inside. I
could see his face. Looking for a smile I saw it but I also saw tears
running down his cheeks. I immediately stopped and pulled my finger out. He
clasped his cheeks to stop me. Moving up his touch stopped and the kissing
became more intense.
	The hands either side of my head made me want to stop but Todd
continually forced the situation. I had another hand holding my erection
now. The finger went in fully causing a slow but open mouthed gasp. I
pulled him closer realising that he was in need of the love his brother had
asked for. I continued with the finger till I took the chance and tried to
insert another. For a split second our bodies stopped moving. "I do love
you Uncle. You have been so kind that I wanted this to be my way of giving
you a Christmas present with all the love I could possess." I looked at him
then realised he was serious. "I will and always know how much you love
me." "Push it in hard just for a while then." The kiss stopped his
talking. I started to forget that we were not alone. I pulled him over on
top of me. The two finger were easily going in and out with little force or
pressure. The groans were coming fast so when I thought to look at who was
touching me, Shaun's hand was a blur. Thomas resting on a hand just looked
on. Suddenly a felt Todd stiffen and a small leak passed onto my chest. I
removed the fingers seeing for the first time Todd kisses his brother very
gently.
	I had all three so close to me that I knew this was going to be a
mess if the eventual conclusion happened. The light went on all of a sudden
and I saw all three naked boys looking towards me. "Its time to get up
isn't it?" I took each in turn to hug and kiss. This was nothing. It was
either something they wanted or the thought of presents that accomplished
this between us.
	I got up telling the boys to lay still until I was dressed. I then
got out three pairs of the brightest coloured boxers and briefs telling
them to choose what to wear for the day. I went to check downstairs turning
the fairy lights on and Christmas music to enhance the atmosphere. One by
one the boys appeared. Todd in red boxers Shaun in Orange boxers finally
Thomas was wearing nothing. He asked me to choose. I picked the Green
boxers of Todd's. Yes they were small but I loved the look. Santa was here
with his three elf's to have a Christmas never to forget.



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