Date: Sun, 29 Jun 2008 21:48:23 -0400
From: JesseFonda@bellsouth.net
Subject: "Jeff and Paul" an Incest story

This story involves two young boys who seduce their uncle, though it wasn't
difficult.  You know the rules about age limits or being illegal to read
this kind of stuff so if you're not supposed to, or think you would be
offended don't read it. All characters in this story are played by people
over 18. Proof is on file.


			      "Jeff and Paul"

			     By: - Jesse Fonda


     I'm an Attorney specializing in Real Estate and I rented a one-bedroom
apartment. How sad is that? I'm also a nerd. I have my cable TV set up to
record "Queer as Folk", "Judge Judy" and "House Hunters".

     So armed with that entire house hunting info I searched out, found and
bought a Spanish Hacienda style house on the beach in Southern California.
A wrought iron gate in the adobe wall opens into a courtyard. Double,
nine-foot high doors open into the main house, which has a huge living hall
with high, beamed ceilings, a dining area and open kitchen, powder room and
a small office just inside the front door so any clients don't have to walk
through the house.

     Up two steps, through an archway and down the hall are an impressive
master bedroom with spa bath and two smaller bedrooms with a connecting
bath.  There is also a separate guesthouse, across a nicely landscaped
patio, with a sitting room area, bedroom with a spa bath and a
mini-kitchen. Every room looks out onto the rock-strewn, white sand beach.

     When I first moved in and got settled I invited my older brother,
Greg, his wife Janet and their two sons to come any time they wanted.

     Greg e-mailed me to say they would love to come for a visit the last
two weeks of June. I rushed to have everything ready in the two months I
had to prepare.

     It seemed that Greg and Janet would have the best vacation if they
stayed in the guesthouse. That way they would have some privacy. I'd put
the two boys up in the bedroom with the two single beds.

     I picked them up at the John Wayne airport in Orange county, loaded
all their bags in the Escalade and we headed home.

     Greg and Janet were delighted with their digs. Paul and Jeff weren't
pleased at all. "We share a double bed at home. We don't want to sleep in
single beds," was the complaint. Switching them to the bedroom next door
with the queen sized bed wasn't a problem, we just moved their suitcases.

     The next morning I was in the kitchen reading the paper and having my
first cup of coffee when Paul and Jeff wandered in looking like they just
rolled out of bed, pulled on a pair of shorts and were ready for the day
except for the sleepy blue eyes and the yawns.

     They both greeted me with a "Hey, Uncle Mark" after I said, "Good
morning dudes".

     I folded the paper and asked what they wanted for breakfast. I put the
display of cereal away after they rejected it and got out link sausages,
eggs and whole wheat bread to make toast. "Sorry guys, we can go to the
store later for white bread but right now this is all I have".

     After eating and doing a quick clean up while they went to their room
to get beach towels, I grabbed my own towel, three beach mats and some
sunscreen and we headed out to the beach. About two hours later Greg and
Janet wandered out to join us after making their own breakfasts.

     I was sitting on one of the mats while they were playing in the
surf. Jeff, my younger, eleven-year-old nephew wandered up and plunked
himself on my mat between my legs with his back to me and told me, "put
some more sun stuff on me Uncle Mark."

     I squirted some Coppertone SPF-30 on my hands and rubbed them together
to warm the goop and spread it over his shoulders and back, down to the
waistband of his little Navy-blue Speedos. Then he leaned back against my
chest and demanded, "Do my front, Uncle Mark". I was hoping he didn't
notice that I was plumping up.

     As soon as I had his chest, tummy and arms coated he stood up so I
could do his legs. After doing his thighs, my hand brushing his little ball
sack through the suit, I saw him shudder slightly. I was completely boned
and his little stiffy was also showing. I had board shorts on so I didn't
think he noticed. I was wrong.

     Jeff went over and lay down on another mat and when I had regained
normalcy, I announced that I was going up to the house to make lunch.

     I made a platter of ham and cheese and some peanut butter and jelly
sandwiches, a mixed green salad and a pitcher of iced tea. They all came in
a few minutes later to eat.

     After lunch, Greg and Janet announced they were going to nap. I
assumed that was the code for fuck. The boys and I put on shorts and
t-shirts and headed off to the grocery store to get white bread, some
"decent" (sugar coated) cereal and a few other things I thought I might
need for meals over the next few days with the boys suggesting goodies to
pick up for snacks. We didn't forget marshmallows for roasting over a fire
on the beach.

     Five O'clock found us all back playing in the surf. An hour or so
later, we all headed back to the house to shower and change. We went out to
a nice restaurant for seafood.

     When we got back to the house, we talked for a while and about nine
O'clock, Janet announced that they must be tired and ordered the boys off
to bed. She went in a little later to tuck them in and then she and Greg
decided they would also retire.  (Another code word for fuck?)

     After the ten O'clock news I decided it was time for me to head off to
bed also.  As I went down the hall to my room I heard a light huf, huf, huf
noise. It was coming from the boy's room. The door wasn't completely closed
and I quietly opened it to see Jeff on his hands and knees in the middle of
the bed, facing away from me, with fourteen-year-old Paul kneeling behind
him. It was Jeff making the noise each time Paul jammed his stiff dick in
him.

     As I watched, Jeff lowered his head onto his crossed arms and said,
"Do it Paul. Do it inside me".

    A few moments later Paul said, "I'm ready, Jeff. Take it".

     Paul pushed it in, pulling Jeff's hips tight against his crotch and
stopped. Jeff let out a little squeal and I knew Paul was pumping his load
of cum into his little brother. I quietly pulled the door closed and stood
there trying to keep my breathing under control.

     There was some moving around and then Jeff's voice telling Paul,
"Uncle Mark got a boner when he was putting sun stuff on me. He's got a big
one".

     I turned and tiptoed to my bedroom. I jerked off and then fell asleep.

     Over the two weeks, we went to Disneyland, Disney's California Park,
the San Diego zoo and spent a day in Tijuana, Mexico. One very early
morning Greg and I took the boys fishing while Janet went to a day
spa. Other than that it was sun, surf and sand.

     Greg and Janet pretty much had a second honeymoon. The boys spent most
of their time with me and that's what most of the rest of this story is
about. I'll skip the day-by-day stuff. It was eat, beach, eat, beach and
eat. Sometimes I'd take the boys out to do something and let Greg and Janet
alone to enjoy each other.

     The next night when I slowly pushed the door to the boy's room open to
check out the umph, umph, umph noises, Jeff was on his back. Paul was on
top with Jeff's arms and legs wrapped around him. But this time Jeff was
facing the door. He was looking right at me as I peeked in. I started to
close the door but he winked at me and broke into a big grin.

     I watched as Paul warned him that he was ready and Jeff's mouth formed
a little 'O' as Paul came in him.

     The following night there were no noises but I paused to check
anyway. I saw nothing but two angel faces topped with tousled, blonde hair
on the pillows, their eyes shut tight.

     I went on down the hall to my own room, undressed to my briefs and
slipped into bed. I was almost asleep when I heard a noise, a shush, a
giggle and then the boys were standing next to my bed. "Uncle Mark? Can we
get in with you?"

     I raised the covers and Jeff slid in. Paul walked around to the other
side of the bed and got in too.

     Jeff's hands were at my chest playing with my nipples. Paul had his
hands in my briefs. I didn't know which one to turn to first, and then Paul
took my underwear off. I quickly discovered that they were both already
naked. Jeff commented to Paul, "See, I told you he has a big one".

     Both were experienced and had absolutely no shame about anything we
did.

     I'm not sure how Paul got his chubby five-inches in my mouth so
quickly, but when I was sucking Jeff's little hairless stiffy he pulled
away and told me, "Uncle Mark, you can put it in me if you want".

     It didn't take long to find out that Paul was an accomplished
cocksucker. He easily took the first five of my fat seven inches into his
mouth. Before He was done he was able to go all the way down on it.

     Jeff seemed to like licking it better than sucking it but he was more
interested in sucking my nipples and playing with my chest and pubic
hair. He was delighted when he discovered that I had a furry ass and big
fuzzy balls.

     Jeff was playing with my balls when I came in Paul's mouth. He didn't
hesitate to swallow the whole load.

     I didn't have sex with a guy until I was seventeen and he was
older. When I was twenty-two I had a nineteen-year-old boy friend. We were
together almost two years. There were others over the years but I had never
been with anyone under nineteen before. To say I was fascinated would be an
understatement. I was also feeling a bit of quilt, which I soon got over.

     It ended up with Paul fucking Jeff doggie style. Paul tried to sit on
my cock but he couldn't take all of it so it wasn't all that satisfying for
me but I'm sure both of the boys had a good time. It was long after
midnight when we settled down to sleep.

     Jeff woke me about five AM. I had a raging hard-on that he was gently
stroking. Jeff had a stiff boner too. Paul must have gone back to the other
bed. Jeff re-lubed his hole and my cock and straddled me. I lay there
stunned as he completely impaled himself. He started riding the pony then I
started fucking up into him. I eventually rolled him onto his back and we
kept on fucking.

     I asked him several times if he was all right and he told me "yes" and
groaned with pleasure and let out little huffing noises each time I pushed
it into him. I made sure to let him know when I was ready to shoot. When I
started, he let out a little squeal.

     When it was over I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him full on
the lips. He was no novice at kissing either. Then he whispered, "Wow!
Uncle Mark, that was awesome. You cum a lot".

    I had no idea what to reply to that.

     The next morning Jeff and I were sitting on the beach mats while Paul
was playing near the water. I had to concentrate to keep my jaw from
dropping when Jeff announced, "I like big ones, especially when the cum
squirts in me. That's my favorite part and you squirt a lot of it".

     "Ah, ok, Jeff. Most of the time I get it in my hair and on my face
unless I put something over it when I jerk off."

    "Like Paul's mouth or my butt?" he asked giggling.

     How many guys do you know that have big ones that you do it with?" I
asked him.

     He turned and looked at me very seriously for what seemed like five
minutes and then said, "If I tell you, do you promise not to tell Paul?"

     "Cross my heart and hope to die," I told him, while doing the hand
movements.

     "There's this guy, Aaron. He lives down the street. He's a senior in
high school. He's like eighteen. Sometimes I go over to his house and he
does it to me.  He's not as big as you or Daddy."

     "How do you know how big your daddy is?" I asked him, trying to sound
casual.

     "I saw Daddy doing it to Paul once."

     I had seen Greg's boner a few times during our high school years, so I
knew we were about the same size. I filed that information away. The next
time I was with Paul the "It's too big. I can't do it" crap wasn't going to
work.

     "Anyone else?" I asked.

     "Daddy's friend, Larry."

     "Larry Hallorhan?" I asked. "He's been your dad's friend since grade
school."

     "Yeah, Larry and his kid Mike, Daddy and me went camping about two
months ago. Mike and Paul are like best friends, so they wanted to sleep in
the same tent, so I told Mike I'd switch with him. Mike was with Paul and
Daddy, and I slept in the tent with Larry.

     When we were getting undressed to go to sleep Larry's dick popped out
of his boxer slit. I saw it but he stuck it back in real quick. When we
were under the covers I felt it. It got real hard. It's not as big as yours
but it almost is. He let me play with it all I wanted. Then I told him that
I like to feel the cum squirting in me and he did it to me.

     I wondered, to myself, if Larry and Greg fucked around when they were
in high school. I have to admit I was surprised that Larry had fucked my
little nephew's tight butt.

     "We did it again in his workshop when Paul and me were over there
about a week before we came here. Paul and Mike didn't want me around cause
they were playing some Wii game that only needed two, so I went downstairs
and Larry did it to me on his workbench. You squirt a lot more cum than he
does."

     I had to lie on my stomach after that. Jeff giggled and said, "You got
a boner, Uncle Mark? Mine is hard too."

     Greg and Janet were coming down from the house. He worked in
construction and still has a great body. I have to work hard at the gym to
keep mine in shape. I couldn't help but get a mental image of Greg screwing
his older son. It didn't help my boner problem.

     I once walked in on Greg screwing Janet when they were first
dating. Some how that mental image had the opposite effect and I started to
soften.

     Not long after that I decided to go start fixing lunch and Jeff jumped
up to help me. Janet asked how soon we were going to eat and I told her at
twelve. It was just a few minutes after eleven.

     Jeff followed me into the shower to rinse the sand and salt off and
somehow my dick stretched him open again and I pumped another big load up
him.

     "That was the second time Jeff. Should we tell Paul, or do you want to
keep it secret from him?"

     "I think maybe you should do it with him a couple times first. He
always thinks he should go first cause he's older. After that he won't care
if you do it to me too."

     Out of curiosity, I asked him if there was anyone else they both did
it with.

     "No. I think Paul and Mike do it sometimes but I don't really
know. I've never seen them do it."

     "Paul is really good at sucking. Do you know where he learned that?" I
asked next.

     "I don't know. He really likes to do that. Maybe he does it with
Daddy." Oops, instant boner again.

      I pulled on a pair of tight bikini briefs and my baggiest board
shorts and a XXX size t-shirt to help hide the problem. We went back to the
boy's room and I watched Jeff tuck his little boner into a pair of white
briefs, then pull on a pair of kaki shorts and a red t-shirt. We went to
the kitchen and Jeff helped me make chicken salad for lunch.

     While I worked I wondered about what Jeff had said about the two of
them not doing it with anyone else together. Why did Jeff think Paul always
wanted to go first and that he really liked to suck?

     That night it was just Paul that slipped into bed with me. Paul also
liked to snuggle and kiss. It wasn't long before we were in the '69'
position. I'm sure Paul really enjoyed himself. He certainly seemed to from
all the cooing noises he was making as he sucked me. Paul came first, with
me following less than a minute later.

     "Damn, Uncle Mark, you cum a lot. I think maybe even more than Dad."

     Suppressing a laugh and pretending ignorance I asked, "You and your
dad do it?"

     "Yea, Last year Mom went to a conference for a couple days. Dad and I
did it twice. We've done it a few more times since then but he doesn't suck
mine."

     "Well! That explains how he learned to suck cock so well,' I thought
to myself.  I was pretty sure he was understating the amount of times he
had sucked Greg off and I noticed that he didn't say anything about his dad
fucking him.

     "Do you ever do it with anyone else?" I continued, trying to make it
sound like just a casual conversation.

     "I do it with my friend, Mike, sometimes, and don't tell Jeff this,
but there is this older kid, Aaron, that lives up the street and sometimes
I go over to his house and we do it. He sucks mine too, like we just did."
Again there was no mention of being fucked and no hint that he knew that
Aaron was doing Jeff too.

     "How long have you been fucking your brother?" was my next question.

     "Not too long. Maybe since last Thanksgiving about. Sometime around
there.  Jeff really likes it." I smiled in the dark at that comment.

     I woke up a few hours later. Paul was asleep next to me. I got the
lube and a hand towel out of the drawer in the bedside table. He awoke
slowly as I started to play with his soft dick and he was soon hard. I
lubed his hole and began fingering him. He was soon moaning in pleasure and
then said quietly, "Fuck me Uncle Mark."

    I lubed my cock, moved him into the 'spoon' position and felt him
slowly open as I pushed it all the way into him. I fucked him gently for a
good twenty minutes, came in him and then sucked him until he came. As he
drifted off to sleep I heard him mutter, "Damn, Uncle Mark!  That was
wicked."

    I had met guys before that liked to pretend that they don't get
fucked. You know the type. "I've never done it before." I've only done it a
few times, but I don't like it that much." "I don't know if I can do
it. You're really big." Then after you fuck them they keep coming back for
more. I think Paul was like that because except for that first time, he
never complained again about me being too big to fuck him.

    I won't go into every night but we didn't get bored. One night Paul
fucked me.  Another night Jeff was playing with my furry butt and finger
fucked me. Maybe it was the same night and not in that order. It's hard to
remember.

    A few days before their vacation was over, Paul met a friend on the
beach. It was early morning. Jeff and I were just coming down to the beach
when I saw Paul and another, dark haired boy sitting on a rock down the
beach a few hundred feet.  After Jeff and I got settled they came wandering
back and Paul introduced Bill to his "Uncle Mark" and "my little brother,
Jeff". We chatted for a while.

    Bill was fifteen, lived about a half-mile down the beach with his
parents and two younger sisters, went to the local high school and was
quite good looking. The four of us went in swimming for an hour or so. I
could tell Jeff was just itching to get into Bill's swimsuit, but Jeff
stayed on the beach with me when Paul and Bill went up to the house to get
something to drink.

    They stopped on the way to talk to Greg and Janet, who were just coming
down. After about thirty minutes, Jeff said, "I wonder what they're
doing. Should I go get them?"

    "Just leave them alone, Jeff." Janet told him. "It's nice that Paul
found someone his own age to hang out with. They can't get into any trouble
talking in the house for a while."

    Greg, Janet and Jeff were on the beach again late that afternoon while
Paul was helping me get something together for dinner in the kitchen.

    "He told me he never did anything with another boy before but he was
cool with it. He has a nice one, a little bigger than mine, but not real
big. He sucked mine a little, but he didn't want me to cum in his mouth,
but he jerked me off." Paul admitted as he tore up lettuce for a salad.

    "Did he cum in your mouth?" I asked.

    Silence.

    I looked around. Paul was very busy with the lettuce, but then he
looked up at me like I was the dumbest person under the sun.

    "Well, D'OH! Uncle Mark."

    I took that as a "yes".

    Bill was back the next day. This time there was no stopping Jeff from
going up to the house to check on Paul and Bill. He came back about an hour
later. He plopped down on the mat and grinned at me as he waved to his
parents, who were in the water. "So, how was it?" I asked, as if we were
just continuing a conversation.

    "It was pretty good. He never did it before so Paul did it first to
show him how".

    That was it.

    Jeff stood up, blew out a long, wet sounding fart, laughed and went
down to the water. There was a wet spot spreading on the seat of his green
Speedos where a little cum had leaked out. As far as I know that was the
one and only time Bill fucked Jeff.

    The next night, after Jeff had been fucked he went back to his own
bed. Later that night/morning Paul confirmed that Bill had fucked him that
afternoon when I half jokingly asked if he was full of cum when I was
fingering him to get him ready to be fucked.

    Again, Jeff's story that Paul always wanted to be first wasn't holding
together.

    I decided that at least one of them knew that Aaron was having sex with
both of them. Maybe Jeff had met Aaron first and was jealous that Paul had
gotten in on his act.

    Whatever!

    The next day I drove them to the airport. After lots of hugs and kisses
from Janet and the boys and several hearty handshakes from Greg, they went
to get in the screening line. Jeff ran back, made me bend down and
whispered in my ear, "I told Bill you have a big one." I headed home to
find Bill sitting on the patio outside the guesthouse.

    "Hi Bill," I greeted him.

    "Hi Uncle Mark," he answered while grinning.

    "Just Mark will be ok," I laughed. "Would you like something to drink?"

    "Sure, Just Mark," he laughed again and followed me into the house.

    In April of the next year I got an e-mail from Greg saying he and Janet
wanted to go to Europe for two weeks and asking if the kids could come and
stay with me. I, of course, told him yes. When I told Bill they were coming
he said, "That's great!  Gave me a big smile and snuggled back under the
covers next to me.

				  THE END

This story is dedicated to the memories of Justin Case, Eric Draven and
Axl.  Wherever you are guys, you are still remembered, missed and loved.


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