Date: Tue, 8 Feb 2011 20:44:15 +0800
From: Ben Ng <ng.ben9@gmail.com>
Subject: My Nephew Cory 6

** This is a fictional account of sexual acts between an uncle
and his nephew (a minor). If this offends you, please stop
reading. However, if you like the story and has questions,
comments or suggestions, feel free to email me at
ng.ben9@gmail.com. I appreciate constructive feedback. **

As we walked towards camp, we were both exhausted. I've driven
for three hours straight, then hiked for another three hours,
and in between, I climaxed twice. As for Cory, although he
slept for an hour more and didn't have to drive, he climaxed
three times already. The walk back to camp seemed forever, and
both of us collapsed right after entering the tent.

We slept for an hour or two, when we were both awaken by our
hunger. Cory woke up first, and I swear I could hear his
stomach growling in my sleep. I could smell dinner from the
tent, and I was pleasantly surprised to see Cory cooking
dinner by himself. I commended him for it, and we had a nice
dinner together, sitting side by side near the lake, watching
the sun set. I put my arm around him and held him close as it
grew cooler after dusk. We were so content and relaxed.
Neither of us moved until it was dark.

When the sun completely set and it was cold outside, we
grabbed our jackets and lay on the grass, watching the stars
above us. Cory had never seen so many stars and I located the
constellations for him. He was mesmerized. The sky was so
clear you could see the milk way. It was amazing, so peaceful,
so majestic, so vast.

As the night went by, Cory started talking to me about sex,
reminding me that I have to cum three more times that night. I
was puzzled as to why five orgasms in particular, and he said
that was his record, and if he could do it, so can I. I told
him the most I ever tried was three, and I was totally spent.

"You are not trying hard enough, uncle Ben. I'll show you what
you are capable of."

"Right, let's start with you first!" I proclaimed. I started
wrestling him and tried to hold him down. He put up a good
fight and at the end we were both panting and sweating, but I
got him pinned down.

"Now, you are my slave and you will do as I say." I said
jokingly.

"Ok, what do you want me to do?" He stared at me with those
large, puppy eyes, expecting me to make him do something sexy
and exciting.

"Hmmm, let's see. I've sucked you, jerked you off, made you
cum with a prostate massage. What else have I not done to
you?"

"Come on, I'm waiting." He said, arching his back and poking
his erection at my stomach.

"I know. I'll try edging on you." I offered as the idea came
to me.

"What's that?"

"That's when I bring you to the edge of climax and but don't
allow you to shoot." I explained.

"Aww... that's mean."

"No, it's actually more pleasurable that way. The final orgasm
will be awesome."

"Really? Let's try it!" He was excited.

"Ok, but you are not allowed to touch your cock, no matter
what." He complied. I started touching his cock very lightly,
almost feathery. He moaned softly and he bucked his hips.

"Relax," I said. "I'm going to take it really slowly. Try to
relax your entire body."

As he tried, I could see his muscles relaxing and he started
to regulate his breath. He was almost drifting to sleep. As I
slowly stroked him harder, his breathing got quicker, but was
nowhere near the frenzy he typically was in. He was starting
to learn to control and slow down. I alternated my stroke with
light and heavy ones, sensing his state of arousal and
stopping when he was close to climax. He let out a sigh,
disappointed that he couldn't go all the way, but he was a
good sport and didn't complain. Finally, after three or four
times, he couldn't stand it any longer and was pleading me to
make him cum. He was totally at my mercy. I gently built up
his orgasm, massaging each of his testicles, driving him
crazy. By this time, he was losing control again, and was
bucking his hips wildly.

"Let me cum, please... uncle Ben... please!" He face was
contorted, as if in pain, and he was moaning and panting. It
was time. I stroked him harder, gradually building a rhythm,
finally reaching a frantic pace. He was screaming by this time
and I have to cover his mouth to lower his voice. With one
final push, his cock throbbed and three large squirts of cum
exploded from the tip. It came with such force that the first
volley went over his head, the second was on his face, and the
third was on his chest and stomach. His cock was still
dripping, and he was still bucking his hips, sliding his cock
back and forth in my hand. His eyes rolled backwards, and I
was worried for a moment that he fainted or had a heart
attack. But he came to after a while. He was totally spent
though, giving me a weak smile.

"That..." he said breathlessly, "was the best orgasm I had."

With that, he closed his eyes and drifted to sleep. Looks like
he wasn't going to make it to the fifth orgasm. Oh well, we
have plenty of time tomorrow, and the next. We still have the
entire weekend to play.

I thought I was getting off the hook as Cory drifted to sleep.
I needed rest, I thought to myself. If I had five orgasms I
wouldn't be able to do anything but sleep tomorrow. Little did
I know how wrong I was. This little devil wouldn't let me go
easy. He was determined to make me cum again that night.

After making Cory cum, my hands were all tired and I went to
sleep almost immediately. In the middle of the night,
something woke me up. I felt coldness on my cock, and opened
my eyes briefly, but it was so dark I couldn't see anything at
first. As my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I saw someone
jerking my cock slowly, applying something to my cock at the
same time. Was it lube? I didn't bring any, I thought. Could
Cory have brought his own lube? What was he thinking?

At that time, I was still drifting in and out of sleep. I was
too tired to sustain myself, and I was slowly getting used to
the coldness on my cock. I was half hard. Typically, it took
me much longer to get hard, and even longer to climax the
third time around. I was enjoying the sensation, but I was too
sleepy to perceive what's going on. Suddenly, warmth engulfed
my cock head, and I felt it slowly moving down onto my shaft.
Before realizing what's going on, I was enjoying it, moaning
softly as my cock entered something warm and tight. Wait,
what's that again? I was forcing myself awake as I realized
what it could be. Cory was sitting on my cock. He has put lube
on my cock and his ass, and he was sliding down my pole.

"What are you doing, Cory?" I asked, my voice coarse and
muffled.

 "Shhh... just enjoy it." Cory whispered. I was fucking Cory in
my sleep? Damn. I tried to push him off, but he held down my
arms. He's stronger than I thought he was, and he was already
on top of me to begin with.

"I'm halfway in anyway. It's almost there." He croaked. With
one final push from him, my cock was all the way in. He was
sitting on my cock, right up to the pubes.

"Ah..." he exhaled a long sigh. "The pain is not as bad as I
thought. I guess the practice paid off." He started moving up
and down my cock, and I could hear squishing sound coming from
his ass. He was so tight. A hole never been fucked. I took his
ass cherry? Or more precisely, he forced me to take his ass
cherry?

I was overwhelmed with emotions. I was conflicted about our
relationship to begin with, and I wanted to take it slowly.
I've already felt things were moving too fast, when now the
final barrier has been breached. We've done the deed, and I
wasn't even conscious when it happened. I didn't get to
choose. Damn.

Cory kept moving up and down, increasing speed as he did. He
was smart enough to put plenty of lube on both my cock and his
ass, so he was sliding up and down without problem. As I
fucked him (more like he fucked me), he was telling me how
good it felt, how my cock was hitting his prostate and so on.
He was really into it. He went faster and faster, and I could
feel my orgasm building. I held onto his hips, bobbing him up
and down. By this time, all defenses were down and we were
acting on pure animal instincts. I gave one final thrust deep
into his ass and shot my load in him. I groaned loudly as shot
after shot of my cum went into him. His ass was squeezing me
so hard, milking every last drop of my cum. Sensing my climax,
Cory came as well. He didn't touch his cock at all. It's one
of those hands-free orgasms of his again. As his fifth load of
the day, he only squirted a few drops. Damn, he really did cum
five times, I thought, and I had three. We both reached our
limits, I guess.

As Cory collapsed on top of me, I moved him sideways and I
spooned him from behind, like last night on the couch. Man,
last night... it seemed ages ago. That was five Cory cums ago, I
thought. I had a new way of measuring time... by Cory cums. Two
Cory cums could be two hours apart, or they could be ten
minutes apart, but one day equals five Cory cums, I thought.

Anyway, my mind drifted back to sleep as I thought about how
many more Cory cums we were going to have that weekend. Five
tomorrow, another five the next day, that makes ten. Ten more
glorious cums from this lovely boy, and I'm going to cherish
each one of them. How many more ways can I make him cum? I'm
almost running out of ideas.

Looks like that's a problem to be solved tomorrow. For now, I
desperately needed sleep. Good night, my Cory. Fill those
balls up for tomorrow.

To be continued...