Date: Thu, 6 Mar 2014 09:28:31 -0800 (PST)
From: Db Byron <db.byron@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Nephew Jacob Part Eleven

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Chapter Eleven: "Seducing The Coach"

Several weeks had passed since my Nephew Jacob had, had the 'love' put in
him for the first time.  Over those weeks, he'd been fucked by me, his Dad,
his Grandpa, a perv named Max, a Trucker named Jeff and he'd even sucked
off his youth Soccer Coach.  He'd left an impression on all of those men
and they'd certainly left an impression on him.  They each had given him a
new cock to enjoy but also helped him learn things about men and sex in
general.  He'd learned that no sometimes means yes, that love hurts
sometimes, and that his own love could almost come out of his little boy
cock if it was stimulated just right.

He was certainly learning a lot.  Most of which he could never learn in
school.  To be fair, he was learning some lessons the hard way.  But some
of life's hard lessons are best learned that way.  However, an education
was still very important and despite the risks.  I felt keeping him in
school was the best option for him.  His Grandpa didn't agree of course.
An given the encounter with Coach Roberts.  It was clear that there was
always the chance someone could see or hear something that might raise
concern.  A concern which could lead to all sorts of issues and
complications.

After discussing my feelings on the matter with his Grandpa for a couple of
days.  My Dad finally came around to the idea, that school was the best
option.  However, public school was not something he would consider.  Thus
an alternative needed to be found.

After an exhausted online search, conversations with fellow pervs and
nudist/naturist community members.  We discovered a private schooling
option that would fit our needs and was also understanding of the
lifestyle.

It was located at the Blue Crane Nudist Community, a gated community about
an hours drive from where we lived.  A nudist teacher there had setup a
small school of her own.  Basically giving lessons anyone could give their
child at home, by home schooling.  But she was doing it in a group
environment for the children of their community.

Normally the students could attend class for free.  Since they all lived at
the nudist community.  My Dad was more than willing to move us all right
in.  However, they didn't have any apartments/homes available.  Personally
I think they sensed he would be a danger to their community.  So they made
up the story about not having room for us on purpose.  Not that I blamed
them.  I'm sure they had enough issues keeping things as low key as
possible as it was.

So through careful conversations with staff and members of the nudist
community.  An agreement was reached that would allow Jacob to attend class
for a small fee.  Basically in exchange for turning a blind eye.  Which we
were willing to pay.

Soon, Jacob was enrolled and that allowed him to continue Soccer practice
after school.  Something that I strongly supported.  With my part-time job,
I had enough time to pick up and drop off Jacob at school and get him to
and from Soccer practice most days.  But some days picking him up from
practice was not easy.  Luckily Coach Roberts was more than willing to
bring him home for me when possible.

One day after getting off of work, I arrived at home to find Coach Roberts'
Jeep in the driveway.  I pulled up along side it, turned off the engine and
hopped out.  I looked around and listened for any telltale sounds of sex
happening within earshot.  But all sounded quiet as I closed my car door
and walked up to the house.

I opened the door and walked inside.  I made my way through the house on my
way to my room.  Stripping off clothes along the way.  I walked into my
room and put my clothes on the bed.  Still I listened and heard nothing.
Where was everyone?  I thought to myself.

I stepped out of my room and into the hallway.  As I stood there I noticed
the door to the basement game room was open just a bit.  I walked over,
pushed it open and looked down the stairs.  The light was on and I could
hear billiard balls rolling around.

I made my way down the stairs, closing the door behind me.  As I reached
the bottom of the stairs I looked around the corner of the banister, to
find Jacob and Coach Roberts playing a game of Pool.

"Well, howdy fellas."  I said.

"Hi, Uncle James."  Jacob said.

My eyes wandered to Jacob as he stood by the billiards table completely
naked.  With a cue stick in his hands and both hands covered in white
powder.

"Hello, James."  Coach Roberts said.

My eyes moved to Coach Roberts as he stood there in his shorts, holding a
cue stick.  I couldn't help but check him out.  This was the first time I'd
seen him without his shirt on.  His 6pack abs were nearly flawless.  The
tan line just above the waist band of his shorts quickly drew my attention
as well.  He had such dark tan skin and the contrast to his untouched silky
white skin was incredible.

As I slowly made my way over to the billiards table, I could almost feel
Coach Roberts' eyes checking me out.  I knew this was the first time he had
seen me naked and I hoped he was enjoying what he saw.

"I didn't know you knew how to play Pool, kiddo."  I said as I moved closer
to the billiards table.

"Coach is teaching me."  Jacob replied.

"Yeah, I hope you don't mind.  Pucker said he wanted to learn.  So I
figured since you all had such a nice setup down here.  I'd give him a few
lessons."  Coach Roberts said.

"I think it's awesome."  I said, "If there is one thing Jacob could use.
It's more lessons."

Coach Roberts looked at me and blushed.

"I hope you don't mind the nudity too much.  Not everyone understands the
lifestyle."  I said.

"Pucker, I mean Jacob, had said you were home nudists.  I have to admit
I've never been in a home where I could be naked all the time like you all
are.  But I don't mind it."  Coach Roberts said.

"Feel free to join us if you like."  I said as I patted Coach Roberts on
the ass playfully.

Coach Roberts blushed even more.  I turned around and walked passed him as
I walked toward the refrigerator in the corner of the room.  I opened the
refrigerator door and grabbed myself a can of soda.

"Either of you want one?"  I asked

"Um, no thanks.  I can't have too much soda."  Coach Roberts replied.

"I do!"  Jacob said, as he set his cue stick down and ran over to me.

I handed Jacob the can I had in my hand and then grabbed myself another
one.

"How about a bottled water?"  I asked.

"Um, yeah, that would be good thanks."  Coach Roberts replied.

I grabbed a bottled water and handed it to Jacob.

"Give this to your Coach, kiddo."  I said.

Jacob walked back to Coach Roberts and handed him the bottle.

"Thanks."  Coach Roberts said.

Then Jacob opened his can of soda, took a sip and burped loudly.

"Hehe, excuse me."  Jacob giggled, as he set the can on the side table and
picked up his cue stick.

I closed the refrigerator door, opened my can of soda and walked back to
rejoin Jacob and his Coach.  I had a seat in the beanbag chair near the
billiards table and sipped on my drink.  Coach Roberts opened his water and
took a few sips.  Then set it down on the side table as he resumed playing
Pool.

I watched them both and smiled.  There was something very genuine and kind
about this Coach Roberts.  He was young, attractive and very well mannered.
I could see how he had hidden his love for boys so well.  No one would
suspect this kind young Soccer Coach of taking inappropriate pictures of
his players.  He was simply too innocent for his own good.  Which made me
want to corrupt him even more.

I watched as Jacob moved over close to his Coach as he tried to make a shot
from that end of the table.  His arms stretched over the table with cue
stick in hand.  His perfect bubble butt bent over just a bit.  While his
Coach staring down at it.  I could see the tent in the young man's shorts
already starting to rise up.

Jacob took aim carefully and slid the cue stick between his fingers.  It
moved back and fourth slowly as he tried to concentrate.  After a few long
seconds he finally took the shot.  Unfortunately, his cue stick didn't even
hit the ball.

"Crap!"  Jacob yelled.

"It's ok.  Try again."  Coach Roberts said.

"But I messed up my turn."  Jacob replied.

"It's alright.  It isn't like we're playing professionally, it's just us.
Go ahead and try again."  Coach Roberts said, "Here let me show you."

Coach Roberts leaned his cue stick against the wall and stood behind Jacob.
He reached out and helped guide the boy's hand.  The cue stick sliding
between Jacob's fingers as his Coach helped him aim it.  Jacob's tiny
bubble butt brushing against the tent in his Coach's shorts innocently.

"Now which ball do you want to go in the hole?"  Coach Roberts asked.

"Ummmm.  Number 6 ball in the corner pocket."  Jacob replied.

"Ok, then you need to hit the cue ball toward the bottom and to the side."
Coach Roberts said, "Let's give it a try."

I watched as Jacob bent over more and gently pushed his butt against his
Coach.  While together they aimed the cue stick in Jacob's hand.  After a
few intense seconds Jacob took his shot and the cue ball struck the 6 ball.
But it rolled in the completely wrong direction.

"Awwww.  You still missed."  Coach Roberts said softly.

"Yup.  But I got close."  Jacob said.

"Haha.  Um, not really.  That was a pretty clear miss."  Coach Roberts
said.

Jacob smiled innocently and pushed his butt against his Coach's hardening
cock in his shorts.

"Feels pretty close to me."  Jacob said softly.

My eyes popped open as I heard him say that.  Could my little Nephew really
be trying to seduce his Coach?  Was he that wise already?  I thought to
myself.

Coach Roberts looked down at Jacob as he took his hand slowly off of the
cue stick.  Jacob's tiny bubble butt still pressed up against his shorts.

"Jacob.  Mmmmmm.  Um, wow."  Coach Roberts said nervously.

I watched Jacob as he wiggled his butt playfully.  His Coach's cock hard as
a rock inside his shorts as it brushed against his tiny bare butt.

"I think someone wants your cue stick in his pocket."  I said softly
smiling.

"MmmHmmm."  Jacob said.

Jacob continued to wiggle his butt playfully until Coach Roberts reached
down and rubbed his lower back.

"Mmmmm, Jacob."  Coach Roberts moaned.

Jacob reached back and tugged on his Coach's shorts eagerly.  I could see
the nervousness in Coach Roberts' face.  But I didn't want to interfere.
Jacob knew what he wanted and if he wanted it bad enough.  I figured he'd
get it.

Coach Roberts put his hand on Jacob's hip and gently grinded against him.
His cock aching to get to the boy's butt in front of him.

"Mmmmmmm."  Jacob moaned.

"You really want this huh?"  Coach Roberts asked softly.

"MmmHmmm.  I want you to put it in me, Coach."  Jacob replied softly,
"Unless you don't really want to."

Jacob stood up and moved his butt further away.  Coach Roberts' hand
slipped from Jacob's hip but then quickly moved back.  As the Coach pulled
Jacob back to him.  The two of them stood there together.  A Coach and his
Player.

Coach Roberts put his arms around Jacob and hugged him as the boy's butt
pressed against him.  His hands on Jacob's chest holding him tight.

"I want to Jacob.  I really do."  Coach Roberts said, "But I'm scared."

"Scared of what, Coach?"  Jacob asked.

"I don't want to hurt you."  Coach Roberts replied softly. "I love you.  I
don't want to hurt you."

Jacob wiggled his butt again playfully.

"It's ok, Coach.  Love hurts sometimes."  Jacob replied softly.

I felt my cock throb hearing Jacob say that.  I laid back in the beanbag
chair and watched the two of them intently.

Jacob reached back and tugged on his Coach's shorts again.  Leaving white
powder from his hands all over them.  He tugged and tugged until the shorts
finally started to slide down.  But before they could slip far enough,
Coach Roberts let go of Jacob and stepped back.

Jacob turned around and looked up at his Coach.

"It's ok if you don't want to, Coach.  It's ok."  Jacob said softly.

"But I do want to.  I really do."  Coach Roberts said, "I'm just so
nervous.  I've never fucked a little boy before.  I want you to enjoy it.
I want you to want it.  I want you to love it.  I want it to be perfe..."

But before Coach Roberts could finish what he was saying Jacob tugged his
shorts down to the floor.  The Coach's 6" uncut cock sprang up and Jacob
dropped to his knees.  He quickly opened his mouth and started sucking on
it.

"Oh my!  Ohmmmm!"  Coach Roberts gasped.

Jacob was persistent that's for sure.  He knew what he wanted.  He eagerly
sucked his Coach's cock and wasn't about to let it out of his mouth.  Jacob
put his hands on his Coach's hips and did his best to suck every inch of
the man's cock.  His head bobbing up and down as he sucked.

I slowly stroked my cock as I watched my little Nephew seducing his Coach.
His hot little lips wrapped tight around he man's cock as he sucked him
furiously.  All Coach Roberts could do was stand there and let the boy
service him.

"Mmmmmm."  Coach Roberts moaned.

Jacob sucked and sucked.  His head bobbing up and down with a fast rhythm.
Until he suddenly stopped and looked up at his Coach.

"Why did you stop?"  Coach Roberts asked.

Jacob stood up and smiled.

"It's ready now.  You can put it in my butt."  Jacob said proudly.

Then Jacob turned around and bent over the billiards table.  His perfect
little butt fully exposed and being offered to his Coach for the taking.
Coach Roberts just stood there.  I think mostly in shock.

"But Jacob this isn't how I imagined the first time would be.  This isn't
how I planned to make love to you."  Coach Roberts said softly.

I watched as Jacob laid his head on the billiards table.  The love and
excitement in his eyes slowly fading as he bent over for his Coach, now
feeling vulnerable and confused.  I couldn't help myself I had to do
something.  I set my can of soda down, got up from the beanbag chair and
walked up to Coach Roberts.

"You may not see it now, but this boy is pouring his heart out to you.
He's offering himself to you the only way he knows how.  He admires you and
really wants you."  I said, "I know this might not be how you imagined your
first time with him.  But sometimes we don't get to pick and choose how our
first time is.  Sometimes the best sex with a boy happens just like this."

I stood between Jacob and his Coach.  Then I took Coach Roberts' hand and
guided it to Jacob's bare butt.  The man's fingers gently touching Jacob's
hairless bubble butt.

"Mmmmmm."  Jacob moaned softly.

"If you really love him and want the best for him.  You won't pass up what
he's offering you right here, right now."  I said firmly.

"But I don't want..."  Coach Roberts tried to speak before I interrupted
him.

"This isn't about what you want right now.  This is about what my Nephew
wants.  And right now he wants you."  I said, as I put my arm around Coach
Roberts and guided him closer to Jacob.

The two of them were now only inches apart as I moved behind Coach Roberts.
Pinning him between myself and my Nephew.  I reached down and took hold of
the Coach's cock and rubbed it on Jacob's bubble butt.

"If I have to, I'll guide you in.  But I'm not going to let you walk away
and break his heart.  You said you didn't want to hurt him.  Here's your
chance to prove it."  I said firmly.

Jacob looked back at us.  His eyes lighting back up with excitement.  I put
my hand on Coach Roberts' sexy firm ass and gently pushed him forward.  My
hand guiding his cock toward Jacob's hole.

"But, but I don't have a condom on or lube or anything."  Coach Roberts
said nervously.

"Shhhhh.  Just put it inside him."  I whispered softly in Coach Roberts'
ear as I stood behind him.

I watched as Coach Roberts finally gave in and let himself go.  He put his
hands on Jacob's hips as I guided his cock to the boy's puckered hole.
Soon the tip was pressing against the puffy pucker he had wanted so much.

I moved my hand away and Coach Roberts started pushing his cock into my
Nephew's perfect little ass.  I put my hand on the Coach's ass guiding him
forward.  I loved the feel of his sexy tan muscled ass in my hand.  I was
trying hard to restrain myself from fucking him myself.

"Ohhhhmmmmm!"  Jacob whimpered as his Coach's cock pushed on his hole.

"Oh, Jacob.  Mmmmm."  Coach Roberts moaned.

Finally the head of Coach Roberts' cock popped into Jacob's puckered hole.

"Ohhh!"  Jacob gasped.

Coach Roberts pushed in deeper and deeper until his cock was buried inside.
I felt him finally reach the end of his journey as he paused to give
Jacob's hole time to adjust.  I moved my hand away and stepped back.

I watched Coach Roberts as he began to slowly move his hips and start to
fuck the boy he had sought after for so many weeks.  He was finally getting
to feel Jacob's pucker from the inside.  Even if it hadn't started out
exactly the way he had imagined.

"Mmmmmmm, Jacob.  You're even tighter than I dreamed.  Mmmmmm!"  Coach
Roberts moaned.

I stood a few feet away and watched the two of them as they fucked.  Jacob
kept his back arched and presented his butt to his Coach like a
professional.  While Coach Roberts slowly fucked him.  The hot 20 something
year old Soccer Coach, fucking his 9 year old Player.  It was so hot to see
and be a part of making happen.

"Mmmmmmm!  Mmmmmmm!"  Jacob moaned.

Coach Roberts had a nice slow but steady rhythm to his fucking.  Not nearly
as rough as Jacob was use to.  But it seemed to be working out just fine.
Jacob was smiling and moaning.

"Mmmmmm!  Fuck me, Coach.  Mmmmmm!"  Jacob moaned.

Jacob was clearly loving every minute being fucked by the man he admired.
But I knew his Coach probably wouldn't last too long inside him.  Having
this being his first little boy hole.  He'd probably cum kind of fast.

After several hot minutes Coach Roberts started picking up speed as he drew
closer to climax.  His thrusts became faster and faster.

"Jacob.  Mmmmmm.  I'm gonna cum."  Coach Roberts moaned.

"Mmmmmmm!  Shoot it in me, Coach.  Mmmmm!"  Jacob moaned.

Coach Roberts thrust his cock up inside Jacob as deep as he could and held
it there.

"Ohhhhhhh!!!!!  Here it comes!!!"  Coach Roberts moaned.

The Coach's body shook as he unloaded his cum deep into my Nephew's
inviting little hole.  Then I watched as he slowly pulled his cock from
Jacob's pucker, leaned down and hugged him.  Which gave me a chance to
admire the Coach's sexy ass.

"I hope that didn't hurt too much."  Coach Roberts said softly.

"Mmmmmmmm.  It felt really good, Coach."  Jacob moaned happily.

"I'm so glad.  I really wanted you to enjoy it as much as I did."  Coach
Roberts said softly, "Your pucker is amazing.  You're so amazing to me."

"Thank you, Coach.  Mmmmmmm."  Jacob moaned as he smiled from ear to ear.

I watched as they both slowly stood up and they hugged each other again.
They looked almost perfect together standing there hugging.  I was proud of
Jacob for going after what he wanted.  I knew I never would have had the
courage to do it at his age.  Just then the clock at the far end of the
game room chimed.  Coach Roberts looked over at it in a hurry.

"Oh damn!  What time is it?"  Coach Roberts asked.

The clock read 5:30pm.

"I'm sorry Jacob, but I have to pick up my girlfriend from work."  Coach
Roberts said, "If I'm late she'll freak out!"

They broke their hug and Jacob smiled at his Coach.

"I guess you better hustle.  Haha."  Jacob said with a laugh.

I laughed too as Coach Roberts quickly got dressed and ready to leave.
Jacob walked over to the billiards table and picked up a cue stick.  He
took aim at the number 6 ball again.  As the Coach finished putting on his
clothes.

"I'm sorry that I have to run like this.  But I'm so glad you and I
finally, you know."  Coach Roberts said as he rubbed Jacob's butt.

Then Coach Roberts walked to the base of the stairs and turned to me.

"And thanks for...  Well, you know what you did."  Coach Roberts said
slightly embarrassed.

"Yeah, yeah.  Anytime.  You better get going before your girlfriend kills
you."  I said with a grin.

"I know right!"  Coach Roberts said as he made his way up the stairs, "See
you at practice on Monday, Pucker!"

I watched as Coach Roberts rushed up the stairs and out the door, leaving
it open.  Just as I heard the sound of two billiard balls clacking
together.  I looked over as the number 6 ball fell into the pocket.

"I knew I could totally make that shot. Haha."  Jacob said laughing.

I smiled and couldn't help but laugh along with him.

"You are one naughty little boy.  Haha."  I said laughing as I walked over
to Jacob.

"Nuh uh, I'm good."  Jacob said smiling.

"Good at being bad maybe."  I said.

Jacob smiled and shook his little butt at me.  I reached down and felt his
hot little boy butt, giving it a playful squeeze.

"Mmmmmm!"  Jacob moaned.

"Did he put a nice big load up in there, kiddo?"  I asked proudly.

"I don't know, I guess so."  Jacob replied.

I ran my finger over his wet puckered hole and gently pushed it inside.

"Mmmmm!"  Jacob moaned.

I wiggled my finger around and then pulled it out.

"Mmmmmm.  Feels like a good sized load.  You lucky little shit.  Haha."  I
said laughing, "I wish I had been fucked by my Coach when I was your age.
Than again, my Coach was ugly.  Haha.  But your Coach is a fucking stud!"

"Hehe. Yup, he's hot."  Jacob said giggling.

"MmmHmm.  I think you have a crush on him."  I said.

"Nuh uh, no I don't" Jacob said.

"Yeah you do.  I saw the way you offered your hot little butt to him."  I
said, "He couldn't resist you."

Jacob set his cue stick down, walked over to the side table, picked up his
can of soda and sipped on it.  Then he walked back over to me.

"Yeah...  But he almost resisted..."  Jacob said softly.

"That's only because he was afraid."  I said as I stood beside him.

"But why?  I just wanted him to put it up my butt.  I thought that's what
he wanted."  Jacob asked.

I put my arm around my Nephew and together we walked over to the stairs.  I
sat down on the steps and he sat down next to me.

"He did.  He wanted to put it up in you so very bad."  I said.

"Than why was he scared?"  Jacob asked.

"Sometimes men get nervous or scared when a cute little boy tries to offer
themselves to them."  I explained, "Outside of our house, you know men and
boys aren't supposed to do what we do.  Because they can get into a lot of
trouble.  So when a boy makes the first move like you did.  It scares
them."

"Is that why you and Grandpa always make the first move with me?"

"Sort of.  It's a little different with us.  But I guess you could say we
do it so you don't have to."  I continued, "We already know you want it.
So we just do it."

"But what if I don't want it?"  Jacob asked.

"Well, then you still have to do it.  Because you're family and you're the
youngest."  I continued, "The youngest always lets the older men in the
family do it."

"But what about when strangers do it?"  Jacob asked.

"As long as a member of the family is there.  Then it's ok to let them do
it.  Even if you don't want them to.  You should still let them do it."  I
continued, "But if it's a stranger and no one from the family is with you
and the stranger wants to do it.  Then you don't have to do it unless you
want to."

I put my hand on Jacob's leg and rubbed it as he sipped his drink.

"Hmmmmm.  I guess I gotta do it a lot huh?"  Jacob asked softly.

"Yeah, yeah you do kiddo.  But we love you and are so proud of you."  I
said, "I'm proud of you making the first move today too.  That took a lot
of courage."

"Thanks, Uncle James."  Jacob said.

"You're welcome, kiddo."  I said as I rubbed his leg, "So how about you
rack up the balls and we play a few rounds, huh?"

"Ok!"  Jacob said excitedly.

Jacob hopped up and rushed over to the billiards table.  He set his drink
down and began racking up the balls.  I watched just as I heard footsteps
upstairs approaching.

"Who the fuck left the basement door open!?"  My Dad yelled.

I looked up the stairs just as My Dad walked through the door and started
down the stairs.  He walked passed me and I could smell his musky man
scent.  He stopped at the base of the stairs and looked over at Jacob who
was still racking up billiard balls.  His adorable little ass bent over as
he picked up balls and put them in the rack.  My Dad stood there in his
work clothes, admiring the view.

"Well, look what we have here.  Mmmmmm.  Someone likes to play with balls."
My Dad said.

I stood up as my Dad walked over to Jacob and put his hand on his little
butt.

"Mmmmmm.  Hi Grandpa."  Jacob said.

"Hello there, fuck boy."  My Dad said, "Mighty kind of you to present that
hot boy pussy hole to me like that.  Mmmmmm."

I walked over to my Dad put my hand on his chest.

"Dad, hold on.  You won't believe what Jacob did.  He just seduced his
Soccer Coach all his own."  I said proudly.

Jacob looked back and smiled as he bent over more.  His Grandpa's rough
workman's hands rubbing his bubble butt.

"Really!?  That hot blonde Coach, what's his name Roberts..."  My Dad
asked, "I'd never have guessed he was into boys.  Jacob must have really
lit a fire in his shorts."

"He totally did.  He put the moves on that sexy fucker.  Rawr!"  I said
proudly.

Jacob smiled proudly and blushed.

I watched as my Dad ran a finger over Jacob's puffy wet hole.

"Mmmmmm.  Good boy.  I'm proud of you.  Did he dump a nice load in you?"

"MmmHmm.  He sure did, Grandpa."  Jacob replied.

"Beautiful."  My Dad said, "It's shame I missed the fun."

"Don't worry I have a feeling he'll be coming back more often."  I said
winking at Jacob.

My Dad patted Jacob on the butt proudly.

"Well, then I guess our boy's earned himself a reward."  My Dad said, "I'm
gonna go grab a shower.  Then I'm gonna make us the dinner of champions."

"Cool!"  Jacob said excitedly.

"And what would that be exactly?"  I asked with a smirk.

"I don't know, something with bacon on it.  Haha."  My Dad said laughing as
he gave Jacob's butt a final pat and turned to head back up the stairs.

My Dad made his way up the stairs and closed the door.  Jacob finished
racking up the billiard balls and grabbed a cue stick.  I picked up the
other cue stick and looked at Jacob.

"Do you wanna break, Uncle James?"  Jacob asked.

"No thanks, kiddo.  You go ahead.  You've earned it."  I said smiling.

I watched as Jacob leaned over, with his cue stick in hand and took his
shot.  The balls scattered all over the table and together we played until
dinner was ready.