Date: Fri, 28 Nov 2003 09:48:27 -0800 (PST)
From: Illusion of Conformity <illusionofconformity@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Forbidden Fruit, Part 2

DISCLAIMER:  This story contains sexual acts involving an adult male and a
young boy.  If your state of morality precludes you from enjoying such a
work, please read no further.

NOTE TO THE READER:  Thank you to those who have sent me their comments
regarding the first part of this story.  Part two awaits...

"The Forbidden Fruit, Part 2"
by Illusion of Conformity (illusionofconformity@yahoo.com)

	"Hey, uncle Tom?" Jordan beckoned as he nudged my shoulder slightly.

	"Yeah?" I tried to fake grogginess to the best of my ability.

	"Can I sleep with you?"  My heart stopped.  In nanoseconds I attempted
to analyze the possible implications of such a simple childish question until
my brain got jumbled and instinct took over.

	"Sure, okay, but don't you got your own bed?"  At the very instant
those words rolled out of my mouth, I wanted to catch them and pull them back
but it was too late.  What if he would change his mind?

	"I had a nightmare" he said sadly.

	I was filled with shame and guilt.  Had my acts permeated his
subconscious and manifested as dreams?  Nightmares.  I had scared the boy
with my selfish act of lust...even if he was not aware of it.

	Jordy rolled onto my bed and close into me.  We both faced the same
direction without much to look at other than my window.  The shades were up
but the wind must have died down as the curtains did not move about as they
did in Jordan's room a few minutes ago.

	Had that really happened?

	Indeed it had.  I had trespassed into the room of my young nephew and
into his innocent dreams.  But at least he was not consciously aware of what
I had done to him.  Otherwise he would not come to me when he felt afraid.
This boy felt he needed a safe place to go and he came to me.  Boy, that
really made me feel low.  Here was this boy who trusted me so much that he
ran to me when he needed comfort and safety and I was the one he was
ultimately running from.  Running from me and finding me...a deluded anomaly
that that briefly entertained me before the realization hit me that Jordan
was again sleeping.

	No, I could not do it again!  Surely I would not chance my luck by
again feasting upon the innocence of my young nephew.  I felt the longing.  I
could almost feel the temptation coming over me like twilight over a
landscape.  It was almost as if I was hanging onto a cliff for dear life and
temptation was sitting beside me, removing my grip finger-by-finger.  The
impurity again entranced me; I was beyond control.  Perhaps I could just take
a peek.  There is no harm in that.  I would just take a peek and then I could
easily convince myself to do nothing more.

	I slowly lifted up the covers.  Moonlight struck the opening and
revealed Jordy to me.  He lay there in all of his glory, on his side, facing
away from me.  His knees were forward and clasped together like hands in
prayer and this had the effect of truly defining his buttocks.

	My gaze was involuntarily fixed on Jordan's ass.  It was so well
defined - so...sculpted - that it was almost beyond belief.  Oh to just touch
it... But what was I thinking!  It would be madness!  Surely he would notice
what I was doing and then it would be over.  How would I handle such a
situation?  I knew I shouldn't dare to touch it but how could I resist!  I
knew what I would do: I would move my hand carelessly as if in sleep and just
brush by the region.  That would be innocent enough - if accused, I could
explain my way out of that.

	I prepared my hand for its journey.  Then, I let it go.  The foot or
two it traveled felt like an eternity before contact was made.  Oh the touch!
It was as if all of the cells of the back of my hand were singing hymns of
joy!  I had to do it again - this time, using the palm of my hand.  Jordan
had not stirred in the slightest and he was probably dead asleep anyway.  I
moved my hand and placed it on Jordan's butt and, to my horror, kept it
there!  I even applied a gentle squeeze.  That was too much for me.  If I had
attempted to masturbate I would have cum right there.

	I pulled my hand away as perversity dictated a new goal.  I had to see
what it looked like.  If anything, I would tell Jordan his underwear came off
in his sleep.  I had to see what his ass looked like.

	I placed my right index finger at the waistband of his boxers.  The
left index finger followed.  Then, in gentle motions, I jerked the boxers
down to his lower thighs.  Throughout it all, Jordan did not undergo the
slightest change.  Then I saw it.  His naked boy ass, pale white in the
moonlight.  I don't think I could have more of an erection.  I felt like my
dick was going to launch like a rocket.  The softness...the firmness...it was
almost like an apple!  I caressed Jordy's boy buns.  The skin was impeccably
soft to the touch.  I ran my hand up and down Jordan's ass as longing filled
all of my being.  Then I was completely overcome.  I had to kiss it.  It was
not a question of whether I should or not.  The compulsion was there - I had
to comply.

	I moved my body lower in bed so my face was the same level as his ass.
Then I moved closer.  Before you wonder, there was no unsavory fragrance.
Jordan had showered right before bedtime.  I moved closer and closer and then
planted a kiss on his cheek.  Then another.  Then another.  I was overcome
with the need to kiss his boy butt.  Then I began to lick.  Savoring the
taste of this sinful apple - the forbidden fruit.  I kissed and licked down
his butt and then ran my tongue up Jordan's crack.  When my tongue reached
the winking eye of God itself, Jordan squirmed - and my heart stopped.

	I was dead.  I had to be.  Or at least I wish I were.  I moved onto my
back and shut my eyes tightly.  Jordan likewise moved onto his back.  I could
see it now.  He would sit up and accuse me of everything.

	But he did not.  He lay there - perfectly still.  Likewise, I lay
there.  Neither of us moved for what felt like hours, though it must have
been just a few minutes.  Then I felt it.  The soft pure boy thigh landing on
my own.  Could it be an invitation?  I glanced over at Jordan and his eyes
were closed.  He showed no signs of being disturbed over what he must have
consciously experienced.  He may even have been inviting me to continue!
	At that point, there was no turning back.  I placed my hand softly on
his left thigh.  I let it bask there in his glory.  Then I began to caress
it, working my way down closer to his jewels.  Shockingly, Jordy spread his
legs wider to give me more access.  This spurred me like a madman.  I came
into contact with his silken scrotum.  I gently played with his balls in my
hand and saw a smile faintly develop on Jordan's face.  He was no doubt
perfectly aware of what was going on - and he was loving it!

	I decided to be bold.  Gently, I took hold of Jordan's boxers and
slipped them off.  Jordan's feet came out through the leg holes and softly
landed on the bed and, throughout it all, Jordan acted as though asleep.  It
was like a god granting me the right to worship him but not necessarily
committing his presence to the ritual - or at least not letting me know
either way.  I likewise pulled up Jordan's shirt and his stomach and boyish
chest were revealed to me.  There he lay - sensationally seductive - and I,
his captivated admirer.

	My ritual began.  I covered Jordan's chest with kisses.  I stopped to
lick each nipple before licking down to his tummy.  My tongue circled his
cute innie of a belly button and then I traveled his navel toward my ultimate
goal.  Jordy pulled his legs up; his soft feet rested closely on either side
of my hands.  I gently licked from the base of Jordan's penis to the head.  A
faint moan escaped his lips.  My lips enveloped his dickhead and I took him
into me.  I moved my head up and down as Jordy began to lift his butt off the
bed, meeting my motions.  As I increased my speed and began to suck harder, I
let my hands run freely amidst his torso and thighs.  Jordan was becoming
more and more into the process.  Then, just as he really began to buck and
fuck my mouth, I removed myself from his penis and began to lick and suck his
balls.  I let my tongue play with them one by one. Then, I took both of them
into my mouth.

	Jordy was in heaven.  As I sucked his balls, he whimpered softly and
curled his toes.  Then, I let my tongue traverse lower down the trail towards
his asshole.  I lifted his legs into the air as I buried my tongue in his
butt hole.  I began fucking his asshole with my tongue and Jordan almost lost
it.

	"Ohh ohh ohh oh geez!" He moaned as my tongue moved in and out of
Jordy, sending him into ecstasy.

	As I licked Jordan's asshole, my hand wrapped around his boy member and
began to furiously jerk him off.  His little body was overcome with new
sensations.  Jordy began to shake as he experienced his first orgasm.  He
squealed as his immature penis throbbed in my hands and released his innocent
lust.

	His legs went limp in my hands and he was clearly spent.  His chest
rose and fell rapidly with every breath.  I needed to get off badly so I
grabbed a nearby tissue, stroked myself only a few times, and shot a huge
load.

	Then, I collapsed on the bed besides Jordy.  As I was trying to catch
my breath, Jordy put his tender leg on me and cuddled up closer to me.

	"I love you, uncle Tom" he said.

	"I love you, too."