Date: Mon, 27 Oct 2014 07:16:59 +0000
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Jamie and Uncle George

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This story is completely fictional. It contains descriptions of sexual
interactions between a teenager and his uncle. Other adult males may become
involved.

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JAMIE AND UNCLE GEORGE


It started at a wedding in June 1973. Those were very different times and
life wasn't easy for a gay boy growing up in a small Scottish town. Gay sex
was still illegal and it was almost impossible to meet others of the same
inclination.


Thirteen year old Jamie was a page-boy at his big sister's wedding.  The
church ceremony went off like clockwork and then everyone transferred to
the town's swankiest hotel. Photos of the happy couple and family members
were taken in the hotel garden before everyone went inside for the meal and
then the speeches.

With the speeches over, the guests started chatting amongst themselves in
the interval before the dancing started. Jamie soon felt bored. He took his
jacket off and wandered out to the garden.

Jamie was a handsome lad Ð almost 5ft 2in tall, slim, with dark hair and
a dazzling smile. Some of the girls at school called him cute but he wasn't
interested in them.  Jamie hadn't been keen on wearing a kilt to the
wedding but his sister insisted and he had to admit he looked smart in it.

As he rounded a corner, Jamie almost bumped into two of his cousins.  Moira
was 15 and Katie was 16. They giggled when they saw Jamie and then Moira
said, "You look gorgeous in your kilt. "

"Em, thanks," said Jamie, blushing slightly.

The two girls whispered together and giggled again. Then Katie spoke. "Are
you wearing pants under your kilt or are you a true Scotsman?"

Jamie opened his mouth but wasn't sure what to say. Suddenly the two girls
pounced on him, grabbing the hem of the kilt. Jamie laughed nervously as he
used his hands to keep the kilt from being raised.

"Leave the boy alone, girls," boomed a deep voice.

The girls let go of Jamie's kilt and turned to look up at the tall
man. "Oh, it's you Uncle George," said Katie. "We were just teasing Jamie."

"Hmm, go off and play somewhere," said George. "I want to talk to this
young man."

"See you later, Jamie," said Moira before blowing the boy a kiss and
hurrying off with Katie.

"Girls can be a pain at times. Thanks for rescuing me, er...Uncle George,"
said Jamie. He didn't really know his father's older brother as George had
lived overseas for many years.

George nodded and said, "I needed to get away from that noisy bunch
inside. Fancy walking with me through the garden?"

"Sure," said Jamie.

The pair walked in silence for a few moments with Jamie sneaking looks at
his uncle. George was a big man, well over 6 ft tall and
broad-shouldered. He was becoming bald but he had a big grey beard. Like
Jamie, he wore a kilt for this special family occasion.

"I think you must only have been about five when I last saw you," said
George. "I mean in person. Your mum has sent me photos regularly."

"I don't remember seeing you before," admitted Jamie. "I think I had
chickenpox or something when you were last in Scotland a few years ago."

"That's right. You were in isolation," said George. "You've grown into a
handsome young man."

Jamie smiled, pleased to have been called a young man rather than a
boy. Then without thinking he said, "I'm not nearly as handsome as you."

George chuckled. "So you think I'm handsome, do you?"

Jamie blushed. "I...err...I mean. Um..."

"Sorry. I am bad to tease you," said George. "It's just that it's rare for
a man of my age to receive a compliment about his looks. I'm forty-six."

"You look very strong, very distinguished," said Jamie. "I am surprised you
aren't married."

George smiled and decided to change the subject. They talked about school
for a while and then sports. Jamie said that he was a keen swimmer. "I bet
you look great in your swimsuit," said George.

Jamie blushed slightly and then said, "I need a pee. I wonder where the
nearest toilet is."

George looked around and said "Just go behind that bush and I'll keep a
look-out for anyone coming."

"Okay," said Jamie, before hurrying over to the bushes.

George watched as he fumbled under his kilt. "Are you wearing underwear?"
he asked.

"Aye," said Jamie. He breathed a sigh of relief as he freed his dick and
started pissing. "Mum insisted. She said my kilt might fly up when I'm
dancing."

George laughed. "I don't think it will fly up high enough for your 'family
jewels' to be seen. I'm not wearing underwear."

"Oh." Jamie didn't know what else to say but the thought intrigued him. He
shook the last drops of piss from his dick and pushed it back inside his
briefs.

"I need to pee now," said George as Jamie walked back to him. "Your turn to
keep watch."

Jamie watched his uncle rather than for anyone coming down the path. George
lifted his kilt much higher than was necessary and that allowed Jamie to
catch a glimpse of his cock while he pissed. Jamie stared open-mouth and
felt his little cock stiffen.

"That feels better," said George. He glanced towards Jamie as he shook his
dick and was pleased to see where Jamie was looking. He walked over to the
boy. "We'd better go back inside," he said, putting his arm around Jamie's
shoulders.

The band was playing when Jamie and George reached the hotel
ballroom. Nobody had started dancing so they took a seat together in quiet
corner. George allowed his knee to touch Jamie's and the boy didn't move
away. George smiled and patted Jamie's thigh. "Can I get you a drink?"

"Aye, I'd like a beer," said Jamie.

George smiled and shook his head. "Nice try. Lemonade or Irn Bru?"

"I suppose it will have to be Irn Bru," replied Jamie and then grinned.

Jamie danced a number of times over the next couple of hours, always
returning to sit beside his uncle. He found the man easy to talk to but
there was more than that. He was attracted to him in a way that he couldn't
describe - in a way that made him get a stiffy.

By 10.30pm Jamie was struggling to stay awake. Like his sister, he had been
awake since the crack of dawn with the excitement of this special day.

"You need your bed, young man," said George. "I'll get your parents to take
you home."

"No, don't do that. They are enjoying the dancing and besides, as parents
of the bride, they should be here till the end," said Jamie.

"Well, you can lie down on my bed. I'm staying here at the hotel," said
George. "I'll tell your dad and then I'll take you upstairs."

Jamie nodded his agreement and a short time later he was lying on top of
George's bed. George bent down and kissed the boy's forehead. "I'll fetch
you when your parents are ready to leave," said the man. Jamie murmured
thanks and closed his eyes.

Jamie dozed for almost an hour. When he woke up, he remembered the kiss on
his forehead and smiled. He decided he wanted to spend more time with his
Uncle George but what should he do?

***

An hour later George and Jamie's father were looking down at Jamie who was
sound asleep under the covers. There was a pile of clothes on the chair
next to the bed, with white y-fronts right on top as proof that the boy was
naked under the bed clothes.

"I swear Andy. He was fully clothed and lying on top of the bed when I left
him," said George.

"So why is he like this now?" Andy asked. "I remember the kind of games we
played in bed when I was Jamie's age."

"I guess he wanted a proper sleep without spoiling his clothes," said
George. "But I don't know because I wasn't there. And I'm hurt at your
suggestion that I would take advantage of my own nephew."

"I'm sorry. That was mean of me," said Andy. Then he smiled and added, "I
always enjoyed those games. And I enjoyed giving you a blowjob last night."

George smiled. "It's been a long time but you're still one of the best. I
always thought it was a shame you preferred girls."

"Well, I do," said Andy. "Now what are we going to do about Jamie?"

"Just leave him there. It's a king-size bed so there's plenty of room for
him as well as me," said George. Andy raised an eyebrow. "And if he makes a
move on me, I'll say no," said George.

Andy laughed. "You think he's going to do that? In your dreams!"

"He might," replied George. He then went on to tell him about Jamie staring
at his cock when he went for a piss earlier and about Jamie spending most
of the evening close to him.

"The boy might just be curious," said Andy. "I wouldn't be upset if he
turns out to be gay but I don't want you to start messing around with him."

Jamie turned over on to his side, facing away from the men. Unknown to them
he was now awake and listening to their conversation.

Seeing Jamie move, George pulled Andy towards the door. "If anything does
happen, it will only be because he started it," he said.

"Okay, see you tomorrow," said Andy. He gave his brother a quick kiss on
the lips and left the room.

George glanced across at Jamie and thought the boy was sound asleep. He
turned on the bedside lamp and then switched off the main light before
undressing and going for a shower. George couldn't help wondering whether
Jamie was gay or just curious as Andy had said.

Jamie meanwhile was thinking about George had said earlier. He would have
to make the first move if he was to see more of his uncle's cock - or have
the man touch his own much smaller own cock. Both ideas made Jamie very
hard. He turned onto his other side, hoping to see his uncle's naked body
when he returned from the bathroom.

George wasn't shy but for some reason he wrapped a towel round his waist
before returning to the bedroom. Peeking through half-open eyelids, Jamie
was disappointed at not being able to see his uncle's cock. However he did
admire his muscular build and hairy chest. Jamie closed his eyes when
George approached the bed. He felt the man sit on the bed and heard him
toss the towel onto the chair before getting under the covers. The bedside
lamp was switched off and the room was now in total darkness.

"Uncle George..."

The man jerked towards Jamie, startled by the sudden words. "I thought you
were asleep."

"I was but I heard you moving about," said Jamie.

Assuming that Jamie meant moving about after his father left, George's
breathing began returning to normal. He looked in the boy's direction and
said, "Okay, what is it? Do you want me to take you home?"

"No, I'm fine here," replied Jamie quickly. "I...err...I..."

"Go on, spit it out," said George.

"Can I ask you a personal question?" Jamie blurted out.

"Of course," replied George, wondering what was coming next.

"I think my willy is very small," said Jamie. He could feel himself
blushing and was glad his uncle couldn't see him. "How big should it be at
my age and will it ever get as big as yours?"

George smiled before speaking. "How big is it now? I mean when it gets
stiff."

Jamie gulped. "About eight centimetres."

George worked out that this was about three-and-a-half inches long. "That
sounds like a nice size to me. It will get bigger as you get older but I
don't know if it will become as big as mine. You take after your mum rather
than your dad. "

"Oh," said Jamie as he thought he small his mother was. "How big is your
willy, Uncle George?"

"When it's hard, my cock...not willy... is about eight inches
long. That's...about twenty centimetres," replied George.

"Wow! That's huge," said Jamie. There was silence for a few moments. "Can I
see it?"

"I don't think that would be right," said George. He didn't want to appear
too willing.

"Please," said Jamie, stretching out to place a hand on his uncle's hairy
chest.

"Well, okay but you mustn't tell anyone," said George before reaching out
to switch on the bedside lamp.

"I won't. I promise," said Jamie, sitting up eagerly.

George pushed back the bedclothes, revealing more of his hairy body and
then finally his soft cock. Jamie stared at the cock with his mouth
open. The uncut cock was about ten centimetres (4 inches) long and resting
above two very large hairy balls. "Can I touch it?" asked Jamie in a
whisper.

George smiled and said, "Go ahead. Do whatever you want."

Jamie slowly reached out let the tips of his fingers graze the shaft. "It
feels warm and very soft," he said. Then he gently wrapped his fingers
around it and lifted it, looking at the head and piss-slit surrounded by
the wrinkled foreskin. Jamie slowly pulled the foreskin back a little and
felt some movement in the cock. It was beginning to stiffen. He turned to
his uncle and said softly, "Is this okay?"

"It feels good. As I said, just do what you want," replied George.

Jamie smiled and turned his attention back to the cock. He pulled the
foreskin further back until the whole of the glans was revealed. The cock
was growing longer and thicker. Jamie slid his hand down to caress his
uncle's balls. He was amazed at the size of them and at the amount of hair
but he could hardly keep his eyes off the huge cock. He wrapped his fingers
around the shaft once more but now it was so thick that his fingers and
thumb no longer met. He jerked the cock a few times and soon it was
standing proud and fully erect. "Wow! That's beautiful," Jamie said.

George laughed. "I'm pleased you think so. Now will you allow me to see
yours?"

"Um, okay," said Jamie. He crawled out from under the bedclothes and knelt
in front of his uncle. Jamie's cock might have been small but it was
perfectly proportioned. George admired the smooth erect cock, the head
poking from the foreskin. There was a little pubic hair above the cock but
the small balls were completely smooth. George reached out and took hold of
the cock. Jamie smiled and nodded so George squeezed the cock and then drew
the foreskin fully back. Jamie winced slightly when the foreskin was
stretched tight but he loved the feel of his uncle's large fingers playing
with his cock.

George let go of the boy's cock and then said, "Move closer and let's make
our two cocks touch."

Jamie crawled over between George's legs and positioned his stiff cock next
to his uncle's. He thought it looked tiny in comparison.

George reached down and took both cocks his hand, rubbing them
together. "How does that feel?"

"Fantastic, Uncle George!" said Jamie. He started to leak pre-cum when
George used his other hand to play with Jamie's balls.

"You like me touching your cock and balls, young Jamie," said George.

Jamie smiled broadly and said, " Yes I do. Will you make me cum...please?"

"Are you sure? Most people wouldn't approve," said George.

"I know and it will be our secret. Please Uncle George. I've been horny for
hours thinking about your willy. I mean cock," said Jamie. "I'll wank you
afterwards."

George laughed. "You really are a horny boy! Okay, scoot up closer. You can
sit on my tummy."

Jamie quickly moved up his uncle's body, happy to be doing "sex stuff" with
a man.

George took Jamie's stiff little cock in his right hand. Well, between his
thumb and first two fingers to be precise. Then, as he started wanking the
cock, he reached behind Jamie and started to caress the firm but soft
little butt with his left hand.

Jamie smiled at his uncle again and said, " Ooh, it feels so good to have
you touching me like this. I've often wondered what it would be like to
have a man wank me."

"You have, have you? What else would you like a man to do with your naked
body?" George was curious about Jamie's knowledge of sex.

"I don't know. I haven't really thought about anything else," replied
Jamie.

George gave Jamie's butt a spank with his left hand. "Come on. Tell me the
truth," he urged.

"Ouch!" Jamie was surprised by the spank. It didn't really hurt and he
actually liked it. "Well, maybe the man should spank my bare bum if I'm
naughty. Dad never spanks me."

"What about other sexy things?" George asked. Jamie shook his head and
George spanked him again. "I don't believe you haven't thought about doing
other things if you were naked with a man."

"Not really," said Jamie, blushing slightly. "Just..."

"Just what?" George wanted to know. "You can tell me anything."

"Well..." Jamie took a deep breath and went on, "I thought it could be fun
if we pissed over each other's cocks."

George grinned and wanked Jamie's cock a little harder. "You are a kinky
little sod, aren't you? Anything else?"

Jamie shook his head. "I don't know what else two guys can do together
apart from playing with their cocks," he said. George was surprised how
innocent Jamie was. Then Jamie added, "What is a blowjob? That's something
two men can do, isn't it? But I don't know what they blow."

George chuckled. "They don't actually blow anything. A blowjob is when one
guy sucks another guy's cock."

Jamie's eyes opened wide. "My Dad sucked your cock? I heard you talking
earlier."

"Oh!" George wasn't sure what to say at first but he spoke a few moments
later. "It was something we did as kids. Many brothers like to
experiment. Your Dad and I were playing around after a few drinks last
night and well...one thing led to another. Please keep it a secret."

"I will. What does it feel like?" Jamie was curious.

"It feels great to have your cock in a warm wet mouth," said George. "And
many guys love having a cock in their mouths. Maybe you'd like to try it
one day."

Jamie didn't answer. George was wanking him faster and taking him closer
and closer to cumming. George slid the middle finger of his left hand into
Jamie's warm arse crack and said, "Okay, let me see you shooting your
load."

Seconds later Jamie gasped and spunked off. He didn't produce a lot but the
watery cum shot out and then dribbled down over George's fingers.

"Very nice," said George before taking his hand to his mouth and licking
his fingers clean.

"Eeww," said Jamie with a look of horror on his face. "You're licking my
mess."

"Have you never tried it?" George asked. "It tastes delicious."

"Really?" Jamie looked very doubtful.

"Really! And it's good for you. Full of protein," replied George. "You
should try it."

"Hmm. Maybe," responded George.

"Shall I wank you now?" Jamie smiled and took hold of his uncle's cock.

"It's nice of you to offer. Another time maybe," said George. "It's very
late and we should get some sleep."

Jamie pouted but decided not to argue. He got back under the covers and
cuddled up to George. "Thanks for doing me. I really enjoyed it."

"I enjoyed it too," replied George. He turned and kissed Jamie's
forehead. "I'd love to teach you more about sex someday."

Jamie smiled as George switched off the bedside lamp. "I want that more
than anything, Uncle George." Then he yawned and closed his eyes.


To be continued