Date: Mon, 01 Aug 2005 18:39:38 +0100
From: Mitchel Mulder <mitchmulder@lycos.com>
Subject: alone with my son 15

In the middle of the night I woke up. I'd had a bad dream, about my
father chasing me through the house yelling to get my ass over to
him. I looked at the alarm clock, only 4 AM.

I got up, took a piss, and went over to the living where I poured
myself a brandy to settle my nerves. As it was still a warm night I
stepped onto the terrace. Overlooking the town I slowly sipped my
drink. In just a few hours we were going to bury him. I realised
then that I did not have many fond memories of my childhood, it
seems that the only thing I remember were the beatings, and that
vacation we had with Uncle Peter and Aunt Helen. Guess that was the
only time we found out how a family could live together.

"What's up buddy, can't sleep?"
I looked around and saw uncle Peter standing naked at the door.
"No not really" I replied.
"Thinking of your old man?" He stood next to me and placed his arm
around my shoulder.
"Yeah, and of that vacation Tim and I had with you, how we loved it".
"Yes, both Helen and I enjoyed it too. We wanted to see more of you
and Tim, we always hoped that we would have children of our own and
that they would be just like you two" Uncle Peter sighed "never
mind, it is all the past now, forget it, we can not change that anymore".
Silently I nodded.
"You want a brandy too?".
"That would be great" he answered.
I returned with two full glasses, having a perfect view of his
back and hairy ass.
"Cheers".

"After that vacation your father told me that it had been the first
but also the last time".
"I know, think he could not stand that we would rather be with you
than with him".
Again he placed his arm around me pulling me close to him.
"You nervous about tomorrow?"
"No, not really" I confessed "does not mean so much to me, I am
here more for Tim's sake".
He grinned "funny that you would say that, same here really, I lost
my real brother a long time ago, I am just here because, well he was my
brother after all, and as children I loved him, but that was indeed
a long time ago".
Quietly we sipped our brandies, over looking the sleeping town.
He pressed me closer again. "So good to see you and Kevin".
"Yes same here" I said.
It felt so good, we, alone together, so peaceful. I put my arm
around his waist.
He rested his head against mine.
"Now I am the oldest in the family" he said.
"And I hope that you will be that for a long time!"
He kissed me on my ear. "Wish I had kids like you".
I gave him a smile, a bit embarrassed. "We should see more of each other".
"Yeah, we should" he said.
With his body so close and our hips pressed together I felt my
balls twitch and my cock started to rise slightly.

We both sipped our brandies. Without saying a word he took my
glass and together with his, placed it on the ground. He turned to me
and placed his lips on mine, I opened my mouth a bit and my tongue
was sucked in. He pressed my body to his. My hands went over his
shoulders and back. Our cocks pressed together, started to get hard.
Slowly our tongues moved. Finally he let go and sank to his knees,
he weighted my balls in the palm of his hand. He pulled them down a
bit making my cock go down too, with his other hand he pushed down
he skin and placed a tender kiss on my cock head. He opened his
mouth and I pushed forward. Filling his mouth with my throbbing
meat. I placed my hands on his head to steady myself while slowly I
rocked my hips back and fro.
               From my cock he went to my balls, licking them first and then
taking both of them in his mouth. I groaned softly. My balls rolled
over his warm tongue, my cock was brushing his nose.

Uncle Peter got to his feet again, turned around and bent. Spreading
his ass cheeks with his hands.
I fell on my knees and pushed my tongue between his hairy ass. My
hands on his ass, feeling his hard cheeks. I pushed my tongue in deeper,
tasting his sweaty ass and sniffing his musky scent. My cock was
now dripping with pre-cum. I pushed my tongue in till it hurt,
moving the tip around in his ass.
"Mmmm, fuck me Steve" Uncle Peter moaned.

I got up and placed my cock to his opening. I pressed my it in,
feeling the ring give away. I pressed further, feeling his ass
muscles squeezing my cock. My cock was all the way in. Uncle Peter
was starting to move his hips while he beat his cock. I started
to fuck him harder, my hands found his nipples and pulled on them,
making him groan louder.
"Yeah, fuck me harder".
I could not believe it, me fucking my stud uncle, 15 years older than me.
Placing my hands on his hips I pushed his ass back every time I
moved forward. I slapped his ass,he grunted, urging me to hit him
harder. I did, the palm of my hands started to tingle, his ass turned red,
leaving my marks after each slap.
"Yessssssss", his ass contracted, his sperm shooting out of his
cock, "oh, man".
I was on the edge too, between his legs he reached for my balls,
found them and squeezed them softly.
I moaned as, my cum shooting in his ass, emptying my balls in his
fucking hot hole.
Still with my cock in him I leaned forward resting my head on
his broad back, uncle Peter leaned on the balustrade. We stood like
this for a couple of minutes. My wet dripping cock popped out of
his ass. He turned around and gave me a big hug. He picked up our
glasses and we finished our brandies.
"That will make you sleep" he said.
We kissed goodnight and went back to bed.

The funeral service was short and simple, only the four of us stood on either
side of the grave. At was like a funeral in the movies, rain
drizzled down, why does it always rain during funerals?. I was
wearing dark grey slacks with a black shirt, all from Tim, while
Kevin had chosen for black jeans (a bit too wide at the waist) and
a black sweater, also borrowed from Tim. Tim and uncle Peter were
both wearing a black suit.
"Ashes to ashes, dust to dust" the priest ended. With a stern face
he shook our hands, and left.
I looked at the coffin that soon was to be covered with the pile of
soil next ti the grave.
A shiver went down my spine. I felt an arm around my shoulder, I
looked up.
"Come dad".
As Kevin was about to walk away I pulled him back, hugging him
close. I felt a tear running down my face.
"Are you okay" he asked worriedly.
"Yes, I'm fine, just closed a chapter of my life I guess". With
arms around each other we followed Tim and uncle Peter.

On the way back we stopped at a restaurant to have lunch. Our
clothes were a bit damp.
Uncle Peter ordered four bourbons, "I think we all need that" he said.
The drinks went down very well, and soon the mood had changed. We
had a good lunch with a couple beers, we talked about almost
anything, sports, politics, love, sex and told jokes.
Looking at Kevin I could tell he had reach his limit, he looked a
little cross-eyed and giggled at almost anything that was being
said. God, he looked so good this way, I had to stop myself for not
reaching over the table and holding him in my arms.
I paid the check and we went home, in the back Kevin rested his
head against my shoulder. I put my arm around him. I thanked God to
have a son like Kevin. He looked at me smilingly and started to
kiss me.
I returned his kiss.
"Hey guys, can't you wait till we get home" Tim said looking the
the rear-view mirror.
We broke the kiss and smiled.

The first thing I did when we got back was to call Mary.
We chatted a bit, informing her about the funeral.
"I have big news" she said, "this morning I had a job interview at
the hospital and guess what, I am hired!"
"That is great, dear!"
"It means that I have to work evenings and nights as well sometimes" she said.
A couple of weeks ago she told me that she wanted to go back to
work again as a nurse.
"That would be a problem" I told her.
"O yeah, before I forget your office called this morning, it seems
that a mister ...., hang on I'd written his name down, here it is,
McCormack is visiting the office tomorrow, they ask if you would be
back then, there is a meeting at eleven".
Damn, I thought, he was one of the biggest client, I just had to be there.
"Okay, dear, that will mean we'll have to leave tonight".
We chatted some more, aftert I told her I loved we hang up.

I told the rest that we would have to leave tonight, because of the meeting.
"Not before dinner" uncle Peter told me, "I will treat you to a
fine dinner, after that you can leave, have to go myself too
anyway".
Tim told me it was okay, the worst thing was now done, he would try
to sell father's stuff and put the house for up for sale, he would
keep me informed.

"Now, guys" lets get our of these gloomy clothes first, hate suits"
uncle Peter said, and started to undress. Within seconds he was walking around
in just his socks and jockeys. The rest of us followed quickly. I
picked up Kevin's and my clothes, hanged them over a chair. I walked
up to Tim to thank him for all he did these past few days, I gave
him a big hug. He slapped my back telling me that had been a
pleasure, and pushed his crotch to mine.
We looked in each others eyes "O man, it has been good these few
days" Tim said.
"I couldn't agree more!" I replied. He pressed his lips to mine and
kissed me deeply.

Kevin walked up to us, but was stopped by uncle Peter, "let them"
he said, with his big arm around Kevin, he watched Tim and me "They
need to be together now".

Holding Tim like this and kissing me, brought back memories, good
memories now, of how we fooled around as kids, exploring our
developing bodies. Somehow all the bad things were now locked away,
buried together with my father. I felt a sense of relieve, indeed
I had closed a chapter of my life, and I guess so had Tim. We
kissed a few minutes more then I felt Tim's hand gliding over my
back to my ass. Slowly he pulled down my briefs. I stepped out of
them. Tim did the same and locked our naked bodies in a tight embrace.

           From the corner of my eye I saw Kevin looking down at uncle
Peter's briefs, his hand went down, cupping his big bulge in his
hand.
Kevin's hand squeezed the front of Uncle Peter's jockeys, soon the
head of his penis pushed his way out above the waistband. Kevin put
his hand inside, freeing uncle Peter's hard cock and heavy balls.
Kevin put the elastic under uncle Peter's balls, pushing them
forward and got down on his knees. Licking the balls he began to
pump the huge cock.

Tim ground our cocks together, and pushed his tongue down my
throat, slowly moving around in my mouth.
He ended the kiss and took my hand, I followed behind him to his
bedroom. As we passed uncle Peter and Kevin, uncle Peter gave us a
wink, Kevin was so involved with what he was doing he did not even
see us. Tim closed the door behind us, I laid down on the bed with
my cock pointing up. Tim kissed the sole of my feet and slowly he
moved his tongue up, over my legs, balls, cock, stomach, chest and
neck till he reached my lips. Tenderly we sucked each others lips
soon his tongue was in my mouth again. With his knees he pushed my
legs apart, with his fingertips he moved through my hair on my
chest. Giving me goose pimples.
I pushed my chest up, I wanted to feel his fingers on my skin. He
spread his hand and squeezed my pecs, I gave a moan and sucked his
tongue deeper in my mouth. His hand found my nipples and gave it a
hard pull, my cock started to drip. Tim pushed his cock harder on
mine, at the same time his hand moved over my side, under my ass
and found my sphincter. He pushed his finger in, and circled his
finger around inside.

Finally his tongue left my mouth, placed a kiss on the tip of my
nose and went down on my cock. I pushed up my hips, hitting the
back of his throat, he pushed his finger all the way inro my ass, soon to be
followed by a second one. He fucked my ass fast with his fingers.
His mouth moved down my ass ring, circling his tongue round my
hole. He pulled out his fingers and stuck his tongue in.  I pressed
my ass to his face, my balls bouncing in his eyes. With his hands
in the hollows of my knees and pushed my legs up. Tim held his cock
against my opening, I let my ass fall a bit so that the head of his
cock entered me. I was so horny that I pushed my ass further down
on his cock. I felt my ass opening for his meat. With my feet on
his ass, I pushed him deeper in. I wanted to be fucked,
surrendering me completely for him, I wanted to give him the best
fuck he ever had. Tim started to move, I pushed my ass to him every
time he pushed forward, having him penetrating me deep. As he
pulled back a pulled my ass muscle together, really squeezing his
cock. At the same time we stuck out our tongues, our heads moved
closer, the tips of our tongues touched. Without slowing down, he
bent his head further and fucked my mouth with his tongue.

This fuck felt so different it was more then pure lust, this was
love, but not the love I felt for Kevin or Mary, this was somehow
different, but not less in anyway. I think we both felt like that,
our bodies responded so well to each other, working up to an mutual
orgasm.

Tim's moves were getting faster, I started to work on my own cock,
not too fast I did not want to blow my load before Tim.
"O Steve" Tim said in a heavy voice "Gonna shoot in your ass soon".
He grabbed my legs and put them on his shoulders. Now he was really
drilling his cock deep and fast.
"Yeah, Tim, want to feel that hot cum of yours!".
I jacked faster, I did not care anymore if I was the one to shoot first.
Tim groaned, "O Yeah!".
I felt his sperm wetting my ass, load after load.
I pumped my cock a few times more, all my hairs stood up, muscles
tensed and my cum shot out. Together we were blowing our loads big
time, never taking our eyes off each other.
With his cock still in me he fell down on me, I wrapped my legs
around him, kissing him deeply.
He pulled out his dick and rolled off me, with his head on my chest
I stroke his hair and he played with my nipples.
We both were silent, there was no need to say anything.
I guess we both slept together for a few minutes, we woke up when
there was a knock at the door.

"Can I come in?"
"Sure" Tim and I said at the same time.
Uncle Peter came in, "hey guys, you're okay?.
I heard the shower turning on.
I looked at Tim, who returned my smile.
"Just fine" we said together.
"Good, then let's get ready to have dinner".

I gave Tim a kiss and walked to the bathroom. I stepped in the
shower with Kevin.
"Dad, that uncle Peter is amazing" he said smilingly, he took my
dick in his hand and pulled back the foreskin, with his soapy hands
he carefully cleaned it.
"I'd better say that all the guys in the family are amazing" he said,
and gave me a kiss.

We just got out the shower when uncle Peter entered, slapping us
both on our asses.
Kevin and I toweled off as he stepped into the shower. Singing
loudly as he scrubbed down that big body.

In the bedroom I picked up my briefs that I had wear the day we
arrived, I held it under my nose, yeah, thought so, it smelled.
Kevin saw my facial expression, he took my briefs from me and smelled.
"Love it, dad".
I laughed and put on my jeans, "better put that in the shopping bag
with the running shorts and your speedo's" I said, "need to be
wshed" after smelling
at my socks I tossed them in the bag too. Kevin did the same and
stepped bare ass into his jeans.

When we went to the living Uncle Peter, was fully dressed and had
his bag packed. Soon Tim was ready too. We decided that we would to
go straight
home after dinner.

We had a wonderful dinner, promising that we all would meet soon.
"Too bad we are in such a public place" uncle Peter said, "I just
feel like fucking you all right now". A passing waiter, who had
just clean the table next to us, looked back at us. Uncle Peter had
difficulty talking in a low voice. "And that handsome
waiter" he added loudly. The poor guy turned all red and hurried away.

As promised uncle Peter paid the bill, and we went to our cars.
"Well, guys, this is it then".
We hugged and kissed goodbye, promising that we would stay in
touch. We got in our cars and we went our own ways.

The dinner had taken longer then expected.
"Dad, I am so tired, do you mind if I sleep for a while?" Kevin
asked after two hours.
"No go ahead". I turned down the radio and he rested his head
against my shoulder.

At 1.30 AM I drove up to the house.
"Hey Kevin, wake up!"
As I got out of the car I felt how tired I was. Kevin stumble into
the house and let himself fall on the sofa, and fell asleep again.
I tried to wake him but without any luck, he started the snore a bit.

Mary came running down the stairs.
"Thought I heard you" she said, and flew into my arms.
We talked a while, and had a drink, then we decided to go to sleep.
She tried to wake Kevin but without any luck.
"Let me get him a pillow and sheet, then he can stay here" she
said, "get his shoes and jeans off". She went upstairs, I yawned
and got up. I took off his sneakers.
Mary returned quicly.
"Here you are" and Mary lifted his head up and put a pillow on the
sofa. I unbuttoned his fly and pulled down his jeans, forgetting
that he was not wearing anything underneath. As I looked up his
flaccid cock rested on his balls.
"He looks more and more like you each day" Mary said as she looked down,
smilingly. We both stared for some minutes at his crotch. I felt my
own cock stir. Finally Mary covered him with the sheet.
She put her arms around me neck and gave me a kiss. "Missed you".
"Missed you too" I said, holding her. Her body felt so soft,
opposite the bodies I had felt the last few days. My cock got
harder pressing against the rough fabric of my jeans. She pushed
her body closer to mine.
"I can tell" she said, let's get upstairs.
"I has been a long drive" I replied.
"You must be tired, well, let me do all the work then, you just lay
back", she took my hand
and we went upstairs.

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THE END of 'Alone with my Son', Steve and Kevin will be soon back
in 'A Summer with my Son'