Date: Tue, 01 Aug 2006 00:18:34 -0600
From: Xavier <xavier.lancaster@ukonline.co.uk>
Subject: Hospital Visitation

Hospital Visitation
by Xavier L

This is a fictional story containing sex between an uncle and his teenaged
nephew.  If you have a hard time separating fantasy from reality, or if
this theme turns you off, you shouldn't continue reading.

If you are interested in my other stories, you can find them listed in the
Authors section under XavierL (toward the bottom of the list).

If you have ideas or fantasies you'd like to see turned into stories, feel
free to email me as well.

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when there are new stories or updates to existing ones at
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My 13-year-old nephew Tyler was in the hospital getting some tests done.
He had developed some weird weakness episodes, and so they wanted to rule
out a ton of things.  His parents were on a trip and almost impossible to
reach, so I was taking care of their role, rarely leaving his side in his
hospital room.  He was a little tall for his age and had a definite
athletic build accentuated by blonde hair and blue eyes.  During visiting
hours, there were always at least a handful of girls in his room visiting.

After a couple of days the inability to move was wearing on him, so I
offered to give him a massage.  He readily accepted.  The nurse had just
been in, so I knew we'd have some time before being interrupted, especially
with the door closed.  I began rubbing his feet, using some lotion from his
"welcome" package.  The look on his face told me he would purr if he could.
I then moved to his tight calves and relaxed those.  I pushed the thin
white sheet aside that was covering him and also moved the gown over
exposing most of his leg including the creamy white skin of his upper thigh
which was separated from the rest of the leg by a tan line.  "Someone wears
short shorts," I joked.

"They make us in cross country."

"I know.  Just giving you a hard time."

"Just shut up and rub," he cracked.

I began working his muscular thigh.  Ever since he was little he always had
peach fuzz on his legs.  Now it was slightly thicker but not enough to
detract from the smoothness of his youthful skin.  We started talking about
something on TV while I continued moving up his thigh not really paying
attention.  At least not until I found my fingers brushing up against my
nephew's dick.  I had rubbed it a couple of times without realizing it, but
now it was getting hard.  I looked at my nephew whose face was slightly
flushed as his dick rose uncontrollably from beneath the hospital gown.

"Oopsy. Sorry," I said nervously.  Yet my hand only dipped slightly, my
fingers grazing his sparse pubic hairs.  I continued rubbing his inner
thigh as my attention focused on his rising cock.  I felt inexplicably
drawn to it, and I watched my fingers drift forward more, my hand
disappearing beneath the gown as my fingers felt his hard shaft.

Tyler looked at me in stunned silence as I continued probing his throbbing
dick.

I cleared my throat as I removed my hand from his crotch.  "You've had to
put up with a lot these last couple of days," I began, squirting lotion
into my palm.  "Let me help you out."  Without waiting for a response, my
hand once again dove beneath the thin fabric and began slowly stroking my
nephew's dick.  "Just relax," I continued.  "This is our little secret.
It's OK."  A little while later, I asked "Doesn't that feel good?"

He nodded his head slightly.  I imagined he was afraid to admit he was
enjoying himself.  I momentarily released his cock and lifted the gown up
to his chest, revealing his tight abs.  "Nothing to be ashamed of Tyler.
You got a nice piece of meat there.  I bet the guys in the locker room are
envious!"  He seemed to settle down with the praise.  I moved my hand from
his rod to his large balls and gently massaged them as my free hand pushed
his gown up higher exposing his developing chest.  I began playing with his
nipples as my fingers worked his nuts.

Then I moved my hand back to his cock and continued stroking him.  His
breathing changed, and I lowered my mouth to his nipples and began sucking
lightly on them while my hand picked up speed on his dick.  He squirmed as
I ran my finger over the circumcised head of his dick paying close
attention to the area of the piss slit. He moaned softly as I continued
working his sensitive dick.

Fearing an unwelcome intrusion, I began stroking him faster.  I lifted my
head up away from his lean body and watched the expression of ecstasy shape
his face.  I quickly squirted more lotion on my hand and returned to
stroking his cock.  His mouth opened momentarily, and then he bit his lip,
his pale skin flushing as he neared orgasm.  I traced a line from his chest
to his hands visually and watched him gripping the sheet beneath him as his
legs twitched slightly.  I increased my pace once more, and soon after his
creamy load was exploding onto my hand.  I stroked him more slowly milking
his load from his cock.

When the spasms in his cock ceased, I grabbed a wash rag and soaked it with
warm water and cleaned him, and me, up.  I reluctantly covered my nephew
back up as he gratefully said "That was the BEST massage EVER!"

"So glad you liked it!" I beamed at him.

As he pulled the sheets back over his body, I left the room to get him
another snack.  The rest of the day was business as usual.  After visiting
hours, we turned off the lights.  I stretched out on my cot and tried to go
to sleep.

"Uncle?" came Tyler's voice softly.

"Yeah? What's up Ty?"

"I can't sleep."

"Give it some time."

"I . . . I need some . . . help."

Thinking he had had an "accident," I sat up from the cot.  "What is it?" I
asked.

"Come over here, please."  I walked over to the side of the bed.  "What's
the matter?"

There was no verbal response.  Instead I felt Tyler take my hand and then
felt my hand moving over his body until my fingers once again touched his
gown-covered tent.  I absent-mindedly began tracing the outline of his cock
through the thin fabric.

"Please?" he begged.

In the dark I pulled his gown up until it was once again above his chest.
My hand quickly found his rod, and I began slowly stroking it.  Because I
couldn't see except for faint outlines, I focused more on how his hard dick
felt in my grip.  I moved my hand to his balls again, and this time I felt
his legs spread apart to give me greater access.  As I felt the weight of
his nuts in my hand, I began wondering what it would be like to blow
someone.  I wondered if his cock tasted as salty as the skin on his chest
did.  For reasons I'm not sure I'll ever understand, I wondered what his
juice tasted like.

I tugged at the inside of his thigh so his legs moved apart even more, and
then I shocked both of us by lowering my head between his thighs and
beginning to suck lightly on his sac.  I felt his body go rigid as my
tongue savored the saltiness of the soft skin covering his balls.  The
faint scent of his musk teased my nostrils, and so the next step
seemed. . . only natural.  I turned my head, stuck out my tongue and began
tracing a line up his rod with my tongue until it reached the head of his
cock.  My tongue flicked at his piss slit, and I heard him softly say "Oh
shit!"

That was the only encouragement I needed.  My lips parted, and my mouth
began descending over his hard cock.  I moved a hand to his chest and began
lightly pinching a nipple as my mouth started working his delicious cock.
The hard warmth felt so incredible in my mouth.  The slight hint of salt
combined with the scent of his sex drove me wild.  I heard a soft
"Mmmmmmmmm" emanate from my throat as I devoured more of his young flesh.
After a couple of tries I managed to wedge his cock in my throat.  After
the 2nd time deep throating him, I felt his hand grip my hair.  I slid my
hand between his legs and under his ass and started pushing up on his
cheeks.

Now he was pumping his hips back and forth, sliding his cock in and out of
my mouth.  I became greedily hungry and started sucking on his dick much
faster now.  His hand started pushing my head down as his pelvis shoved
upward ramming his cock into my eager throat.  As I picked up speed, his
pumping became more urgent.  We traded off speeding up in response to the
other until finally his body stiffened, and then I coughed as a rush of
fluid blasted into my throat.  I swallowed his nectar as if it was
lifesaving medicine and found myself disappointed when the flow finally
ceased.

I sucked on his balls a bit more before finally bringing myself to a
standing position, my back aching from the awkward position.  As I stood
there, I felt Tyler's hand rubbing my hard-on through my sweats.  I lowered
them down until his fingers wrapped around my cock.  I moved closer
allowing my nephew to stroke my dick.  With everything going on, I was
close to orgasm almost instantly, and in just a few more strokes, I was
blasting my load over my nephew.

After I finished coming, I said "You didn't have to do that, but thanks!"

"No sweat.  It's the least I could do."  I could envision his smile, proud
of himself for this adult comment.  I pulled up my sweats, bent down and
kissed him chastely on the lips and said good night before returning to my
cot.

In the morning I discovered I had created a monster.  When I came out of
the bathroom, Tyler was laying there, top sheet tossed aside, his gown
completely off, and his cock standing proudly.  I glanced at his grinning
face and then wasted no time in devouring his cock.  "Slow down!" he said,
"Make it last."  I did as he instructed, slowly sucking on his cock until
he started pumping his rod into my mouth faster.  And then his glorious
nectar filling my mouth once again.

I sucked him off again after lunch.  When the aide took the tray and shut
the door, he pushed aside the table revealing his prominent tent.  As I
worshipped his cock once again, I found myself wanting him to simply be
naked all day long so I could suck on his cock whenever I wanted.  This
time I got a treat, however.  While I worked his dick, I felt him tug at my
shorts.  I pushed them down and moved closer to him, and he stroked my dick
while I repeatedly swallowed his hard flesh.  I came shortly before he did.

Later that night, however, would signal a HUGE shift in our relationship.
While I was lovingly kissing up and down his bare torso, my fingers working
his balls, I heard him ask "Uncle, is it true that some people do it in the
butt?"

I stopped kissing his toned body only long enough to answer yes.

He yanked my shorts down once again, but instead of stroking my cock, I
felt his hand rubbing my ass cheeks.  I worked my way down his abs en route
to his cock not really paying attention.  When I had his dick in my mouth
and had gone up and down a couple of times, I heard him say "I want to
try."

I was confused and stopped sucking him.  "Try what?"

I moved aside as his legs swung over the side of the bed.

"Doing it."

I was still confused as I watched him walk behind me and then felt him
press his wet cock against my ass.

"Oh no!" I said, shaking my head no vigorously.

I felt his cock sliding into my crack as he said "Why not?  You've done
everything else!"

I was prepared to promptly turn around, but something odd happened when I
felt the tip of his dick rub against the entrance to my hole.  Instead I
heard myself saying "Put some lotion on your dick first," as I spread my
legs and bent over the hospital bed.

I heard the sound of the lotion bottle and then felt his hand guiding his
rod to my hole again.  My heart began thumping powerfully in my chest.  I
could feel my pulse in my ears as I felt the tip of his cock push into my
ass.  As more of his dick slid into my hole, I heard myself whimper softly.
When it became slightly painful, I put my hand against his hip signaling a
pause.  He would stop until I moved my hand and then begin pushing forward
once more.  As more of his rod entered me, I found myself pushing backward
until there was a bit of a popping sensation, and then I felt his cock
surge forward.

"No wonder they like this!" my young nephew declared as he began fucking my
aching hole.  He was impatient as the intense sensations swept through him,
and soon he was plowing my ass.  I knew he wouldn't last long, so I tried
to just focus on pushing aside the remnants of pain and savoring the
intense pleasure of his hard cock slamming into my ass, his body slapping
against mine.

Sure enough he was soon coming.  After his cock finally stopped twitching
inside my hole, I felt him withdraw it.  I shuffled toward the bathroom to
get a tissue.  My ass still felt like it was on fire.  But his next comment
made me freeze in my tracks.

"Next time I'll make it last longer."


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