Date: Sun, 25 Jan 2009 09:38:09 +0100
From: A.K. <andrej@andrejkoymasky.com>
Subject: The Surprise 2/4 (encounters)

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THE SURPRISE
by Andrej Koymasky (C) 2008
written on January 17, 1993
translated by the author
English text kindly revised by Peter Chastain

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USUAL DISCLAIMER

"THE SURPRISE" is a gay story, with some parts containing graphic scenes
of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion, family, opinion and
so on this is not good for you, it will be better not to read this
story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't care, or because you
think you really want to read it, please be my welcomed guest.

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CHAPTER 2 - Two nephews filled with lust

"Uncle Sandro! Why did it take you so long to come to the door? It's a
good thing we saw the light at your windows, or we would have thought
you weren't home. We almost left," Marco said.

"Ah, it was you. I couldn't come to the door right away, because I was
on the phone. So, what's the occasion of this unexpected visit?"

"Well, Uncle, why don't you let us in?" Andrea asked.

"Of course, yes." I answered.

Roberto intervened, "Well, I must go, Signor Manca.  I'll see you
later." He hurried down the stairway.

The two boys came in.

"So then, why are you here? Shouldn't you both be at your boarding
school?"

"No, they closed it for a week because plaster from ceiling was falling
into the corridors. So, instead of going back home, we thought we could
take advantage of the occasion to surprise you."

I hadn't seen them in five years: I remembered them as kids, but they
were now eighteen and nineteen years old and had grown up in two really
beautiful boys. Beautiful and provocative, I thought, immediately
chasing that thought away. They were my sister's sons, my nephews...

As he was putting down his suitcase in the living room, Marco, the older
one, asked me, "Uncle, who was the guy who just left?"

"The supermarket delivery boy. Once a week he comes here to deliver my
big box of groceries."

"Ah... he brings you the big box..." Andrea said in a leg-pulling tone
of voice. "And you were just checking that big box, so you couldn't come
to the door earlier?"

I looked at him, trying to decipher his expression. There was a double
meaning in his words. "No, I was on the telephone. I told you, it was an
important call which I could not interrupt; that's why I couldn't answer
you right away."

"Ah, you were busy at... the telephone!" Marco said, as he drew a finger
across my hair and took it back moist. He brought it to his nose, and
then to his lips and smiled mischievously, "Yes, Uncle, a rather
peculiar phone call, wasn't it?"

"Hey, you two! What are you trying to say? Stop it!" I said, pretending
to be annoyed by their more and more open insinuations.

My two nephews jumped on me, laughing, and we started to fight, a play
fight as we used to do a thousand times when they were just kids. But
they were now two very sexy big boys. As we fought,  I felt their sinewy
bodies darting against mine and unavoidably I became aroused.

The hand of one of them, I don't know who, felt between my legs and,
through my trousers, fingered my dick, which once again had become
rock-hard.

"Hey, what the fucking hell are you doing!" I protested, trying to
wriggle away from their hold.

"He's your boyfriend, admit it!" Andrea said with a small smile.

"But what the fuck are you..." I started to protest, assuming a dark
face.

"Come on, Uncle! We were not born with the last rain, were we? You and
he were fucking. Admit it, admit it!" Marco pressed me.

At that point I felt both of their young erections pushing cheekily at
my sides.

"He has a hard-on!" Andrea said to Marco and at once I felt a second
hand on my fly feeling my erection.

"You are right! And it's even nice and big!" Marco underlined.

"Stop it, boys! Do you think this is the right way to behave with your
uncle? Everybody can have a hard-on, but this doesn't mean... Hey, both
of you have hard-ons."

"Of course, Uncle Sandro. We got hard just touching you... Both Andrea
and I are immediately aroused by a nice male. We're queer, too, exactly
like you, Uncle."

"Wha... what the fucking shit are you saying?" I asked, confused.

"Yes, come on, Uncle!" Marco then said with a cheeky smile on his face,
leaving me almost at once with Andrea. "My brother and I have been
fucking each other for about three years. And the last time we went
home, just by chance we heard mum saying to dad, thinking that we two
couldn't hear them, of course, 'Sandro will never marry. You know he's
gay, don't you?' So, when our boarding school closed, instead of going
back home, we immediately thought it would be worth driving two hundred
kilometers to come here for a good fuck with you. If you only knew how
many times, before overhearing that good news, Andrea and I have
fantasized fucking right here with you!"

I was flabbergasted. "Come on... you are my nephews," I weakly
protested, as I fell into a growing confusion and excitement.

"Well," Andrea said with a smile, "as we like brotherly fucking, what
wrong could there be if we also do it with our uncle?"

Marco again stretched out his hand and caressed me between my legs, "You
see, Uncle? You want it, too! This is talking more loudly than your
words. You can't deny it!"

Andrea stepped in front of me and said, looking straight in my eyes,
"What is it, Uncle, aren't we handsome enough for you?" Before I could
answer, he took me into his arms and kissed me straight on my mouth,
forcing my lips open with his tongue.

At that point I no longer had any coherent thoughts: my head was aflame,
as well as my body.

My two nephews once more pressed against my body, but this time they
rubbed against me in a sensual way, and started to undress me, touch me,
caress me, making me lose any residual trace of self-control. In a few
seconds all three of us were naked and my two delightful nephews, each
one more beautiful than the other, pushed me towards my bedroom,
following me onto the bed. I felt them on top of me, at my sides, behind
me... everywhere.

While Andrea was kissing me again, Marco took my tool in his mouth and
started to give me a delightful blowjob.

Each of my hands was on a cock, and they already were adult cocks,
substantial even if not very big. I turned to take Marco's beautiful
dick into my mouth, but Andrea pulled his brother away from my tool and
pushed his own little ass onto it, brushing it until my hard pole
reached his hot and throbbing hole. He was tempting me by pushing it
against my tool, making me feel all his desire to be taken by me.

I then seized Andrea's waist and started to push inside him - his love
channel was soft, hot, welcoming! While I continued to suck Marco, I
pushed all the way inside Andrea, who was moaning with pleasure. Then
Marco bent down to suck his brother's  hard cock, and so the circle was
closed.

At that point I had already lost all restraint. Even though I had come
just a little before, those two boys, so sensual and full of lust, made
me fully recover the desire to enjoy them in every way.

We changed position several times, and we joined in all possible ways. I
penetrated Marco while sucking Andrea, and then fucked Andrea's ass
while Marco was fucking mine, and then I did a nice sixty-nine with
Marco, while Andrea was deeply fucking his brother with a real will.

At ten o'clock, we still were in full activity, busy enjoying each other
in every possible combination and position. The three of us were
completely unrestrained. By midnight we finally were no longer able to
control ourselves, so a wonderful orgasm marked the top and the end of
our small family orgy. We remained all three on my bed, naked, panting
and sated, in silence, our limbs still intertwined, and we finally
abandoned ourselves to a good restoring sleep.

The following morning I had to wake up early to go to the school. They
were still asleep, so I was careful not to wake them up. I admired them,
while I was dressing, in their wonderful nakedness, languidly abandoned
in their sleep. They had really grown up beautifully!

When I went back home, the two boys had already prepared our lunch. We
ate in merriment, laughing and jesting, but none of us hinted at what we
had done on the previous night.

Until Marco said, "Uncle, what do you say we go into your bedroom for a
while to make love?"

"You're really insatiable, aren't you?" I answered, jokingly.

"Well, Uncle, at our age weren't you?" Andrea asked me, as he stood up
and started to undress.

I followed them to my bed, resigned.  Well, not really resigned: I was
also filled with desire. All morning long, at school, I had done nothing
but think of the beautiful bodies of my nephews, and how they nicely
made love, with such arousal. I quickly undressed, and we started again.

When, after some agreeable developments, we all unloaded, while we were
relaxing in a soft embrace, I asked them, "But how did it happen that
you two started to fuck each other? Which of you two started it?"

"It was Marco," said Andrea. "I was fifteen and he sixteen. You know
that we have always slept together since we were just babies, don't you?
The fact that we saw each other naked, as we grew together, never
embarrassed us at all."

"For a while," Marco said, "when we played at fighting, or when we were
taking a shower together, Andrea would get a hard-on, especially when he
was washing my back, which we often did for each other."

Andrea took up the narrative. "One day Marco told me it would be better
if we soaped, washed and rinsed each other all over our bodies and not
just the back. As you know I have always complied with his suggestions,
so I followed this one, too."

"But Marco, each time he soaped my cock, would stay there a bit longer,
and I always got as hard as a rock. Well, you know, we kidded each other
and made a lot of jokes about that. While he was soaping my ass, his
fingers would linger more and more to massage my little hole because, he
said, one has to be especially clean there. Then he also started to push
the tip of his finger inside, while rubbing my cock with his soapy hand.
I guessed there was a sexual agenda-I was not totally na•ve-but I
enjoyed what my big brother, the person I always admired so much, was
doing , so I let him do it and enjoyed his attentions.

"One evening, he came to slip into my bed. We had done that often, since
we were little kids, but this time was different. He wasn't wearing his
pajamas; he was totally naked and his cock was hard and straight up. In
the light of the lamp on my night table, his cock seemed really big and
wonderful. You know how it is; Marco has always been my hero.

"He slipped by my side and tenderly embraced me. He whispered, 'I came
for you, Andrea, I want to teach you something really good,' and he
slipped a hand through the slit of my pajama bottoms and took my dick,
which by then was seriously hard. He squeezed it and, without even
thinking about it, I found his tool and grabbed it. I could feel it
filling my hand and I liked that sensation.

"Marco then put his wonderful mouth on mine and kissed me. His tongue
forced my mouth open and searched for my tongue. That was my first kiss,
so beautiful, so long-lasting that I was gasping for breath. Meanwhile
Marco was undressing me, and, when I was naked like him, he started to
kiss and lick my face and neck, and then he went down and used his
considerable talent to tease my hard nipples. He stopped a while, to
lick and nibble my belly button and then went down some more, licked my
groin hair and finally reached my dick and made it all slip inside his
mouth. He sucked me for a long time. I was in heaven! It was wonderful;
he was really skilled, my Marco, giving me head. You felt that, too,
Uncle, didn't you?

"After a while he went again further down to lick and suck my balls,
taking both of them into his mouth and making me almost crazy for the
pleasure. He finally started to lick my little ass, caressing and
squeezing it with both hands, gently biting it... Then his tongue
searched for my little hole and started to lick it greedily, at times
lapping it, at times rimming it with the tip of his tongue, at times
pushing the tip of the tongue to penetrate it slightly. It was something
incredibly beautiful!

"Meanwhile, I managed to turn enough to take his beautiful, big, hard
cock in my hand again. I started to pump it up and down, which felt
really good, but at a certain point he told me I had to stop, because he
wanted to give me a beautiful gift.

"He made me spread my legs, set them on his shoulders, carefully used
his spit to wet his powerful rod and its tip, and then shoved it inside.
At first he went very slowly and gently, so as not to hurt me. When he
was finally all inside me, and I didn't feel a little bit of pain,
because I totally relaxed as he told me to do, he started to move in and
out inside me with all his vigor and all his love.

"That first time, he fucked me almost all night long. He came inside me
several times and made me come into his hand, which he always licked
clean, and inside his mouth. He said my come was really sweet. He told
me that he loved me, he always had been in love with me, and that, for a
long time, whenever he wanked himself, he fantasized about me, about my
soft little ass, about my body that was ripening and that seemed to him
more and more beautiful and desirable, as well about my dick that he
dreamed to make unload in his mouthÉ

"After that first night, which I will ever forget, dear Uncle, we
regularly fucked. After a few times he asked me to fuck him in the ass
and I liked it so much that, when I came, I yelled really loud. We had
to switch off the light and I flew into my bed, in case someone heard,
and that was a good thing, because Dad came in to ask us what had
happened. 'Nothing, Dad,' Marco answered, very softly. 'I think Andrea
must have had a nightmare. He's asleep'. Whew! That was too close! We
really got scared that time, you can imagine. Our constant worry was
that Dad or Mum would catch us red handed. But we both liked doing it
too much, so we went on doing it.

"Any occasion was good to fuck each other - under the shower, in bed,
when we were alone at home, on the sofa during the day, in our tent when
we went camping, or at the seaside when we went to the open seas and we
took each other inside the boat or even soaking in the water. Last year,
Dad and Mum decided we had to go to boarding school, because they were
going on a lot of business trips and didn't want to leave us alone at
home for too many days. Fortunately, we got a room together at the
boarding school, and so... Marco and I are in love with each other,
Uncle, and we are crazily making love together. Isn't that right,
Marco?"

"Yes, Uncle, that's really true. And, you know, as soon as we can, we
want to move away from home, so we can live freely and fuck any time we
like it, without worrying that our parents will find out. So, when we
accidentally discovered that you are also gay, we decided to come and
visit you. We've always liked you a lot, and we wanted to talk with you,
get to know you better, open our hearts to you, and possibly also to
learn from you how to make love in an even better way."

"I feel that you two, boys, have very little to learn. But you, Andrea,
besides with me now, have you made love only with Marco?"

"Yes, Uncle."

"And you, Marco?"

"Before I did it with Andrea, a nineteen-year-old boy, Giorgio, the
assistant of our scout-leader, taught me. The first time with him I was
fourteen and we did it in the tent at summer camp. I got hurt falling,
so, while all the others were away for a hike and the camp was deserted
except for the two of us, he remained with me. Our leader ordered him to
stay at the camp to take care of me, so he came into my tent to massage
my bruises with balm. He massaged me so well that I got a hard-on.

"He noticed it and said, 'Hey, you're hard!' And I said, 'It's your
fault, the way you are touching me.' He said, 'I didn't it on purpose.
But how are you going to make it calm down? Are you going to jack off?'
He was laughing when he asked me that. 'Of course,' I quietly answered.
He then said, 'As it's my fault you are in this state, if you want, I
can give you a hand. I immediately got the hint, and the thought wasn't
bad at all. So I let him do it. He pulled it out, and, while he was
stroking me, I noticed that he also had a hard-on.

"So I put a hand between his legs and Giorgio's smile gave me all the
permission I needed, so I fondled it, pulled it out and started to
stroke him. I liked feeling his hot rod in my hand, and even more
feeling his hand on my tool. He then took my dick in his mouth and I
discovered it was something really wonderful! So I told him I wanted to
try the same on him. He, of course, accepted at once and I really
enjoyed giving him head.

"Then, you know, one thing leads to another, at the end he made me
assume the position and he slipped his tool all the way into my little
ass... Of course, we went on doing it after summer camp, for about two
years, at first just he and I, then also with another boy-scout who was
two years older than I, who had already been doing it with Giorgio for
about a year. That boy loved taking it in his ass, so I also had my
first experience as a top, which I really liked.

"But then, as you know, we moved, so I unfortunately lost sight of both
of them. But just after we had to move away, I realized that Andrea had
by then grown up, had ripened and became a really beautiful boy, so at
first I started to beat my meat fantasizing about him, and then... but
he's already told you the rest."

"But have you two boys, ever tried doing it with a girl? At times one
has these experiences when he is young, but that doesn't at all mean he
is gay."

"Uncle, the fact is that with a girl we can't even get turned on,
neither Andrea nor I. And girls don't have a cock, so they can't fuck us
in the ass, which is something we really like. We are not at all
interested in girls. No, uncle, we're really sure we both are gay. We
like men too much, especially an adult man like you, Uncle, mature and
well built. Or like your friend who was here yesterday. When we got at
your place, you two were fucking, weren't you?" Marco asked me with a
cunning smile.

"Yes," I admitted. "Roberto and I were fucking, and that's why  I
couldn't answer you at once. We didn't feel like stopping half way
through what we were doing, you can understand..."

"Yes, yes, we understood," Andrea said, "and we also noticed he has a
nice basket between his legs. Why don't you invite him to come here
while we're still at your place? Marco and I would like to it once, all
four together. That Roberto seems a real hunk! Is he skilled in bed,
Uncle?"

"Oh, yes, he is very skilled! But I don't know his home address. He's
the delivery boy at the nearby supermarket where I usually go. Once
every week, when I go to buy what I need, I ask for home delivery, so he
comes here to deliver my purchases. Anyway, yesterday was just the
second time we had sex."

"Well, Uncle, why don't we go to that supermarket now, to buy
provisions? Now that we two are here, you surely need some more things,
don't you? So, that delivery hunk will come here, and then..."

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CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 3

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