Date: Fri, 24 Feb 2006 22:55:05 +0100
From: Jan Vliey <janutrecht@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Uncle Aaron 2 (How I became a teen)

My Uncle Aaron 2
(how I bacame a teen)
By Jan
(Utrecht, the Netherlands)

(M/b/t/t/t, `play', incest, play, oral, anal)

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Disclaimer:
If you are yet not old enough or if it is illegal to read materials of this
kind where you live, then you can stop now! This story contains descriptions
of sexual activity between a boy and his brother and friends. It is for your
eyes only. The acts are consensual and are a result of their love or lust
for one another. This story is completely fiction!
Legal things are a personal matter. Reactions are very welcome!
janutrecht@hotmail.com

This story is for Pimme, he is the best!
(wished he could be my Uncle).

Three Notes:
THANKS to Pimm, Fred, Wally, Boytoes, Bil, Aubaramin, Jay, Bill, Jacdaddy,
Coolcute, Franz, Bawdythree, Nick, for their encouragements and nice words!
I will reply on them... (one person is deleted read `mail').

CIRCUMCISION (Brit Mila): The removal of the foreskin of a Jewish baby in
the EIGHT day after birth. Sorry, Uncle Aaron was mistaken telling Daniel
otherwise (he said seven). (Bereshith/Genesis 7:11-12). A very wise reader
pointed this out and he is right. I can't reply to his mail because it was
-by accident- deleted.

MAIL: If you don't like Jews or Jewish characters in a story DON'T mail me,
you will be deleted and ignored.

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Characters:

Daniel, 12, nephew of Uncle Aaron; the new towel boy of the soccer team;
Jonathan, 17, a strong teen; friend of Daniel and Uncle Aaron;
Danny, 16, Jonathan's friend;
Rick, 16, Jonathan's friend;
Uncle Aaron, 23, the Coach of their soccer team.

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The last lines of the first part:
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"AAHHHHHHH, Daniel... My Boy!!!
he groaned, filling me with every drop of his love juice.
He fell forward after a minute of filling my virgin ass. He kissed me hard
on my lips. I opened my mouth and he sucked on my tongue and nearly ripping
it out from the roof.
I needed some air and broke our kiss and started licking and biting at his
wet shoulder, tasting his salty manly sweat. Uncle Aaron lay heavy on top of
me, his cock still spitting out the last of it's man cum in me.
After a few minutes of quiet breathing, Uncle Aaron rolled off of me onto
his back. He hugged me close.

"You are okay, my boy?"
he asked, stroking my still trembling body, staring at me from the side as
we caught our breaths.

"I just wanted you deep inside me. Thank you!"
I smiled to him, happy!

"I know that, Daniel,"
he agreed with a big smile on his face,
"Let's hit the shower, you are a fucking mess."

He laughed at his own remark. We showed together and I took care of his
great body.

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My Uncle Aaron 2
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Uncle Aaron and I were always very close. A lot of other guys didn't want
their little nephews hanging around, but Uncle Aaron and I did almost
everything together. My Daddy was a lot abroad and I spent most of my time
with him.
One day, I was at home (in my Uncle's caravan) alone. My Uncle Aaron was
away to a friend, I wondered or he had a lover. He asked Jonathan to
`baby-sit' me. Jonathan would stay over for the night and keep me company. I
liked Jonathan very much and he was always kind to me. He was already
seventeen, so very old in my eyes. He never treated me as a kid, like most
teens and adults still do.
We had supper, he always makes a pizza and ( with no family around) added
real Italian salami to it. He didn't eat kosher and didn't car about pork; I
liked it; for me the forbidden fruits were always the best (I was twelve,
but still).
We watched a SF movie, laying on our bellies on the ground. After the movie,
Jonathan stood and said to me, his little friend,
"I need a shower and a change of clothes. You come with me?"

Jonathan went to the bathroom. I followed him a little nervous. Jonathan
tossed off his white T shirt, exposing his firm smooth chest, then his faded
jeans. He smiled at me and slipped his thumbs under the white waist band of
his black CK boxers and pulled them down. His teen cock flopped out and
swung between his strong legs. I just watched fascinated and couldn't say a
thing. I looked at him with lust. I admired his strong teen body, his little
lover trail from his belly button to his bush above his big teen cock.
Jonathan turned and walked over to me, his teen cock swinging from side to
side. He smiled and joked,
"My cute little Daniel, maybe you need some help. I am responsible for you,
remember."

It was for me like a `play', I thought the whole `baby-sit' was a little bit
stupid. I accepted his words and let him do it. He slowly unbuttoned my
cowboy shirt and tossed it off. Next he undid my leather belt, popped the
buttons of my blue jeans down and nearly yanked them to the floor. Willingly
I stepped out of them. Jonathan said,
"Daniel, you are a good boy."

He smiled at me in a funny way. I liked the way he accepted me and was in
silence proud to be his `good boy'. He is a good friend.
His finger followed the outline of my little growing boy cock in my white
briefs. I shivered and got a little boner. My breathing became hard, but I
didn't say no to this unexpected and wonderful treatment. He took the
waistband of my white briefs and smiled at me again.
Slowly he took my white briefs down. I couldn't help it, my little cock
became rock hard! My boy cock was a little nail throbbing in the air.
Jonathan was fondling my naked boner now, he touched my smooth balls and
stroked me everywhere. He whispered,
"You are so beautiful!"

Nobody said that to me before. My Uncle did, but that was in a strange way
different. Jonathan was not a member of our family, he was a friend.
He gave me a light kiss on my smooth belly and looked me in the face,
"Daniel, you needed this, I know. To be honest with you it is for me the
same way. I need to feel you.
You are looking at me for a couple of months now. I saw your feelings in
your eyes. Don't fight your own feelings, Daniel. It is okay. I will stop
the moment you want it."

I nodded my head, and said with a strange boy voice,
"Yeah! I wanted this all the time!"

It was the truth. I watched him all the time. Dreamed about him, enjoyed the
moments he hugged me on the street after a goal. His too tight T's, the
waistband of his underwear showing above his jeans. I waited for hours to
see his pit hair when he moved his hands above his face. The out line of his
cock. I liked, loved and admired him. After Brian he was my crush. My boy
dream.
I was glad my Uncle Aaron had been an helpful and lovely teacher.
Jonathan stroked my smooth body. He played with my nipples and I groaned
with pleasure. I pressed my boy chest into his strong hands.
Jonathan moved his fingers over my immature smooth belly and chest, his
fingers reached my nipples first. He played with them with his fingertips,
feeling them, stroking them till they tightened on my smooth boy chest. He
first went for my right nipple and bowed his head. Jonathan used his lips on
it. Kisses were followed by light flicks of his tongue. He took his time and
started to bite my tit and I groaned again.
Jonathan went to his knees in front of me and his tongue went down, leaving
a wet trail on my smooth chest and belly. He put his mouth on my little boy
cock, kissing the already wet tip. He ran his tongue over my cock head. I
let out a gasp and steadied myself with my hands on his wide naked
shoulders. It felt so good!
Jonathan started to suck on my little boy cock until I couldn't stand it
anymore. I cried out,
"Please, Jonathan, please!"

My little cock was ready to blast off. Jonathan took my boy cock out of his
mouth. I couldn't help myself and trembled on my feet. Jonathan stroked my
cock, two firm strokes of his powerful hand were enough and I groaned and my
boy orgasm hit me. I had no control, I exploded!
I shot a steady stream of boy juice all over him; it hit Jonathan's cock,
belly and smooth powerful teen chest.
Jonathan hugged me without hesitation, we both were wet and slippery of
sweat and my cum. He didn't care and we were for a moment one. He whispered,
"You are the best. I loved it, boy!"

We recovered and hugged each other closely. Still excited Jonathan pressed
his teen cock into my chest. Without a word, I took position on my knees in
front of him. My face was directly at his dark haired bush and I stroked his
strong and hairy legs. He looked so mature in my young eyes. He was a real
man! So tall and muscled compared to my little frame.
Looking up I got his lustful approving look. I dived for his rock-hard teen
cock that he held out for me. It was wet with pre-cum and I immediately
licked it, lapping up his salty teen juices and smelling the sweet aroma of
his cock. Jonathan's hands wrapped around my ears and pulled me into his
throbbing cock. He nearly shouted, he said,
"Oh, yes, my boy, suck my cock, please do it! Do it for me. I dreamed so
often to feel your sweet mouth on my cock."

I obeyed his words, they had a magic power for me, swallowed as much as I
could take in my hot little mouth. Very soon his cock hit the back of my
throat. Within seconds he began to shudder and his cock head was pulsing. He
groaned,
"Take my load, Daniel! Wow, little man this is heaven!"

He released his teen cum load in my mouth and throat.
"Oh, hell!"

I swallowed hard to keep all inside. I needed that, showing him I liked him
so much. As Jonathan's spasms subsided, I pulled off of his spent cock to
get some air.
I licked and swallowed all the left-over cum, I could get. I cleaned his
beautiful cock carefully.
I felt fantastic!
Jonathan didn't sound happy when he said,
"Daniel, Boy, Sorry I came into your mouth. Daniel, I'm so Sorry! Oh, boy,
you swallowed my cum, didn't you!? You didn't think that was a nasty thing
to do? Oh, my little friend, you didn't have to do that!"

I looked at his worried face and was upset because tears filled his eyes. I
stroked him everywhere, to comfort him. I stood next to him and hugged him
into my little naked frame. It was hard to find words for my strong teen
hero.
I answered him with a smile (telling him the truth),
"Well, no, Jonathan, but I loved it! Really! Cum taste strange and great, I
don't know, I just like it!"

Jonathan's face changed, he rubbed his eyes and kissed my fore-head. We
hugged and felt close. Our naked sweat covered skins rubbing. Suddenly he
gave me curious look and he laughed,
"You did this before, didn't you, Daniel?"

My cheeks coloured deep red and I didn't know what to say and just nodded my
head.
"Who was the lucky one, Daniel? I mean, I thought," that great deep laugh
again,
"I thought I was the first one for you."

I answered him with a whisper,
"My Uncle Aaron."

Jonathan shared a grin with me,
"Well, well, my dear Coach. He must be the most luckiest person in the
world. I mean, you, his beautiful nephew is always around, you both nearly
live together!"

Too much compliments and his easy attitude made me shy (they still do, but
that's me). I didn't fill him in with the details.
We took a shower together and Jonathan washed me all over with great care. I
was sure he wanted this and I returned the favour.

We changed into our white boxers. We ended up on my bed and laid close to
each other (thanks the Lord for single beds). I could smell the shampoo in
his hair. I shoved my head under his armpit, I had a strange obsession with
that. Well, after a while I pressed my nose up there. I licked his little
soft hairs and was totally happy. I loved his teen smell. In a strange way I
loved him, it felt comfortable and good.
We hugged and stroked each other. We talked about his soccer team, his
friends; Danny and Rick, his school, my Uncle Aaron. He stroked my smooth
skin all the time and played with my little boy nipples. He found out, I am
very sensitive there and that didn't stop him. I moaned under his strong
magic fingers. Wrapped my little smooth boy legs over him. Sometimes I acted
like a little wrestler.
Jonathan told me over and over,
"Daniel, you are beautiful kid."

It all ended. Stupid enough, I felt asleep on his chest.


Jonathan is a great soccer player and he knows my Uncle Aaron very well. I
feared they were telling everyone I felt gay. As far as I know they didn't.
My Uncle is the trainer/Coach of their soccer team. They played on Sunday,
most of the members are Jewish, some white liberals and some black kids from
school. Sunday in our area is so fucking boring.
Jonathan and his buddies Danny and Rick play also soccer on the street. They
told me it was okay I joined them. They hung around together all the time.
They even convinced their Coach (my Uncle Aaron) to let me to be their
`towel boy' for their soccer team. I wasn't so sure about that.
My Uncle Aaron thought it was a very good idea! He said it would be okay to
have me around as long as I stayed out of everybody's way. Well, I loved my
job, I was close with them and didn't need any excuse to be in their locker
room. I didn't care they treated me as their mascot; they called me their
`Mouse'.
"You are our Mouse, our little Daniel."

The next Sunday the won the game against a equal team and they came back
full of joy. In a flash the locker room was full their bodies and of course
their smell. The sense of raunchy teen sweat of their masculine bodies was
perfume in my little nose. I looked al the time at the naked teen soccer
players.
They stripped off their clothes and didn't care I was there. All the team
members were in good shape, like Jonathan. Most of them tall and masculine,
hard muscled and I thought it was very exciting. They just were my strong
mature teen `friends'. They accepted me being around.
I loved to see them naked, I admired their horny teen cocks and balls. I
wanted to be like them one day!
After practice or a game they pulled off their club T shirts (Red and blue),
their white shorts and jockstraps and they tossed them for me in the
laundry. My laundry, it was my duty to collect everything and to bring it to
my Uncle's car.
I couldn't help himself and the hot, steamy atmosphere made my little boy
cock stir. I was walking around with a little hard-on. None of the players
was so exciting to me as my Jonathan and his two best friends Danny and
Rick. Danny and Rick were always very kind to me and I considered them with
my Jonathan as real friends.
I observed Uncle Aaron in his role being the Coach. I was staring at him in
the locker room as I bent over to pick up the damp towels that the players
had tossed on the floor. Several times, my Uncle, their Coach, was rubbing
his bulging crotch while he watched me. He gave me a knowing smile. I looked
up at him, my Uncle, our Coach, and he winked at me and gave me a intensive
look. I wanted him!

Most teen left shaking hands. Jonathan and his friends, Danny and Rick were
still there and took their time in the showers.
They approached me when all other team members were gone. They entered the
locker room from the showers and were laughing. They grabbed for my butt
cheeks and tickled me, it is their habit to greet me after a tough game and
their shower. They tickled me everywhere and I laughed my head off and
nearly peed my pants. I struggled hard to move away from them, as they felt
me all over. Their strong hands felt good, but I couldn't stand the
tickling.
The big teens rubbed their strong bodies against me, much longer than they
usually did.
I looked over to my side and noticed my Uncle, our Coach, was watching us.
He grinned and enjoyed the scene!
I quickly slid out of their grip. I rushed over to my Uncle, Coach and hoped
for his protection. Coach Aaron wrapped his strong arm around my naked
shoulders. Turning me around, I saw Jonathan and his friends staring at me.
Jonathan ignored my Uncle, his Coach and grinned. He said to his mates,
"I think we have to initiate our new towel boy, guys. He needs to become our
real Mouse."

Before I could react, the tall, wet teens dropped their white towels to the
floor. They ran naked over to me and grabbed me with their strong hands.
Jonathan shouted,
"We got you, Mouse!"

They dragged me, screaming and laughing, towards the showers. They took of
my black T shirt and white shorts. My Uncle Aaron, their Coach, didn't move
to rescue me, his own nephew boy. He winked at the strong teens and I knew
that he was into it too.
The teens were not surprised, they knew my Uncle, their Coach had a crush on
boys and young teens. Being his little nephew was no reason to give me
special protection.
I was stripped to my white briefs and put under the running showers. I was
surrounded by these naked strong teen players. They laughed and rubbed their
hands all over my smooth skin. They were rough and careful at the same time.
I didn't feel scared but excited.
My now wet briefs clung to my body and outlined my stiff boy cock. Being
grabbed by this butt-naked teens made my boy cock jump up. The strong teens
started to soap up their hands as they circled around me. Like Indians
around a captured Cowboy. After a while Rick nearly ripped off my white
briefs, telling me,
"A real Mouse is naked in the locker room, the same way as his team mates,
Mouse!"

Leaving me standing under the warm jetting water, I was totally naked and
exposed.
Jonathan got behind me and pulled me against his swelling teen cock with his
strong arms. He hold my hands back, so I couldn't escape again. He said,
"You like this, Daniel? Our little towel boy? Our little Mouse."

I felt this way one of them. Without hesitation I answered him,
"Oh, yes!"

I felt my boy cock being rubbed and to my surprise they pulled gentle at my
boy cock. They played with it! Looking down, I saw Danny on his knees,
smiling up to me. Danny's hands were playing with my little boy cock. Rick
went to his knees too, he slid his hands between my white butt cheeks,
rubbing my smooth balls from behind. My hips were thrusting up into Danny's
hands. I could feel Jonathan's cock rubbing against my back. I got very
excited and groaned.
No, I was not in pain, but my smooth balls pulled up against my body. Danny
stroked my boy cock and I reached the point of no return.
I cried out,
"Oh YES!"

"Don't stop!"
My cock was spurting out loads of my boy cum to the floor, the water washed
it away.
My Uncle, Coach was watching and rubbing his prominent visible crotch.
Jonathan pulled me out of the shower and looked at his mates. He said with a
grin on his face,
"You are our little mouse now!"

I looked at the naked teens and their Coach. My Uncle Aaron, came over and
gave my white butt a gentle slap, he ordered,
"Enough is enough boys, let him go. Get dressed and move."

The strong teens got dressed and I got my own clothes back. I started to
clean up the locker room. I passed the Coach office and my Uncle waved me
inside and ordered me to shut the door. He looked very relaxed and his feet
were on his desk, his hairy legs were spread wide. I couldn't help it, I
looked up his shorts to see his manly cock resting against the inside of his
thigh. My Uncle asked me,
"Are you okay, boy? You didn't get hurt out there, did you?"

I replied with a happy smile,
"No, Uncle, I am okay. I liked what they did. I am the Mouse."

I turned to leave but my Uncle Aaron said with a firm voice,
"Come over here and let me check you out."

He mentioned me over next to him.
I began to sweat, I feared that my Uncle had seen me cum in the shower.
Hell! Doing so in public with his team, I feared his disapproval. He sat up
as I approached him and gentle drew me close to him. He brought his strong
arm around my waist and moved his hand down to my crotch. Uncle Aaron began
to rub his fingers over the swelling in my shorts. They stroked my very
excited boy cock. He took his time.
His strong fingers took my stiff boy cock and rubbed it through the cotton
of my shorts. It felt so good! I thought I would faint.
"Does it feel good, my boy?"

"Oh yes, Uncle, it feels so good! It always does."
I watched with big eyes as my Uncle reached down and pulled his hard cock
out of his shorts. I gasped, I was always impressed by it.
Uncle Aaron laughed and undid my shorts and pulled them down. I left my wet
briefs in the locker room. My now free boy cock popped up and slapped
against my smooth belly.
My Uncle Aaron, my handsome Coach stood in front of me. He dropped his
shorts and watched my reaction. I got such a stiff boner that it hurt. A big
clear drop of boy juice formed at the tip. Uncle Aaron asked,
"What's this, my boy. I think my nephew Daniel is very excited. Are you?"

He dipped his fingertip into the drop and was smelling it. He licked his
finger tip. I didn't know how to react, I was speechless. He pushed at my
naked shoulders, I went to my knees in front of this huge beautiful man. In
reflex I bowed my head to the big cock, kissing the tip. Uncle Aaron was
smiling,
"Good, boy! Go down on my cock, son."

I followed his orders without hesitation. I took as much as cock as I could
into my little mouth. He grunted and moaned and told me, on my knees in
front of him,
"That's it, my boy, you're so damn good. Suck my big cock, boy. Believe me,
you are an horny wet dream come true. Suck me, baby, suck that cock till my
man juice floods your sweet little mouth. You can take it! You will love it
all the way!"

I took as much as I could handle in my little boy mouth, sucking and
licking. I wanted my Uncle to know how much I loved this. My smooth legs
were shaking. Uncle took my head kissed me and said,
"I'm going to cum, my little boy. Very soon I can't hold back anymore. Take
my load, my little buddy!"

Uncle Aaron stiffened and began to gush his man load into my little wide
open mouth. I tried to swallow all his man juice! I looked in my begging
eyes, spurting loads of man cum on my tongue and deep into my throat.
Some leaked out the corners of my mouth, dripping down, on chin, across my
smooth chest, belly and legs.
Uncle Aaron took his huge cock from my still sucking mouth. I looked
disappointed. He hugged and kissed me and I was so happy! He licked my skin
and played with my boy nail. I started to groan and my Uncle laughed and
said to me,
"Daniel, I know a better place were can continue our play if you like that,
my boy."

"Oh, yeah!"
I hugged my strong Uncle and we took a quick warm shower. My mind was
confused. My young life was changing so fast. We dressed in old but clean
boxers, he found somewhere. He helped me to clean the locker room and we
walked to his car. I hold his hand as a little boy. I didn't care, it just
felt good to be with him, being his boy. We drove in his BMW x5 (wow, I
loved that car) to his caravan and when we got there I had mixed feelings.

Jonathan was on the drive way. My Jonathan was in his tight back Speedos and
he was wet. He must have been swimming in the lake.
I looked confused and disappointed at my Uncle.
He gave me a warm smile and said to me,
"Jonathan is never a problem, Daniel. He is a good friend and there is no
change of plans."

I wondered what he tried to say to me. We stepped from the car and my Uncle
hugged Jonathan like a close friend. They even kissed each other!
Jonathan walked up to me and surprised me with two kisses on my cheeks and
one openly on my mouth.
My head turned red and I saw stars. What was going on here?
Jonathan simply said,
"Don't worry!"

They, Uncle Aaron and Jonathan, simply guided me into the caravan. We sat in
the open kitchen and Uncle Aaron opened two beers and a Coke for us. They
talked about the soccer game and I tried to relax. I couldn't, this way I
couldn't continue with my Uncle Aaron and Jonathan just said not to worry. I
must have looked very troubled.
Uncle Aaron said to me, well it was an order,
"Get changed, Daniel."

I moved to my room, took a shower and changed in a pair of tight white
boxers. I considered shorts and a T shirt, but left them away. Nobody wears
more in my Uncle's house when we are in a private situation.
I wondered what they discussed in the kitchen. I found out very soon, they
stopped talking when I entered. They had both big smiles on their faces. My
Uncle said,
"Daniel, you look flashing this way. Come here, my boy!"

I walked over to him and he simply took me in his strong arms and put me on
his lap. In a way it childish, but I loved to sit there, feeling his strong
body at my back, his strong legs. Uncle Aaron stroked my hair gentle and
continued,
"I don't want to have strange secrets here. Daniel, Jonathan has to tell you
something."

Jonathan sighted deep and I thought he was in a way very nervous. His
handsome face was kind and he tried to smile at me. It was even not a good
try.
"Well, your Uncle knows we made love.
Umm... he found out,
well, he asked me about it and I told him the truth.
Sorry, Daniel.
I feel so stupid and bad to you. It was the only way!
Because,
well Daniel, there is another thing you have to know. I'm 17, you know and 6
years ago, your Uncle was just 18 at the time. We met each other, your Uncle
and me. I liked him and became his boy, like you. We liked to play. I mean
sex. Yes, yes, I mean we started something like we did last Friday.
We still do, actually, but growing up our relation changed, I'm not a boy
anymore and I found out I was also attracted to boys. I hoped you could be
my boy. Oh, hell this is difficult. I didn't know! I am confused, I didn't
want to spoil things. I don't know how to say this."

My Uncle laughed,
"Jonathan, you're doing a great job."

Jonathan continued or he needed a Gold Medal at the Olympics for fast
speeches,
"Daniel, I'm totally in love with you! I didn't dare to touch you and Friday
was so great. I loved it all the way! Don't feel bad about this. You told me
you made love to your Uncle, to Aaron and that's okay. I mean, can we stay
friend, buddies?"

The shock must been visible on my face!

Uncle Aaron stroked my shoulders and massaged my neck. Two man, they both
loved me in their own way. I could help it and started to cry. My Uncle hold
me close and heard a chair moving. Jonathan kissed my fore head, stroked my
cheeks and licked my tears away. I opened my eyes; I saw Jonathan was crying
too. Uncle Aaron hugged us both and it was a terrible, confusing, beautiful
scene.
It took me some time to recover. Uncle kissed us both and put me from his
lap to my feet.
"Daniel, Jonathan asked you a question, he needs an answer. Do you want to
be his friend, buddy, even lover? If you need more time, just say that, be
honest with yourself, be honest with me, with Jonathan. Nobody can blame you
for that."

I looked at them and shook my head, tears came back,
"I love you both!"

They both kissed me now and nearly crushed me between their nearly naked
bodies. Uncle Aaron stood and walked to the fridge.
Jonathan and I looked at each other and I had the courage to put my head up,
I needed his kiss. We shared a quick one.

Uncle Aaron came back with a bottle of champagne and three glasses. He made
it complete ceremony of it. The cork hit the ceiling and he filled the
glasses.
"My boys, it is good to be honest. We are three lovers now. We will find our
way. One thing, be honest about your own feelings and we help each other
out!
L'Chaim! On life!"

We toasted and I liked the sound of our glasses. The champagne tasted bitter
on my tongue. I felt in a strange way this was my Bar Mitzvah*.
We laughed and I felt happy.

Uncle Aaron went to his room to take a shower and to change. Jonathan and I
looked at each other. There was a deep silence. We smiled and I didn't know
why, we laughed and hugged each other.
I pressed my little boy frame into his body. I felt his great semi hard cock
in his black Speedos and I didn't care anymore. He took my butt in his
strong hands and pressed me into him. We didn't care and hold each other
that way! We shared a wet kiss and I knew this was difficult but okay.
We even didn't hear my Uncle coming back. His manly voice filled the room
when he said,
"My little doves started without me!"

We both walked over to him and I admired his strong tanned body, the outline
of his beautiful cock in his white boxers.
Jonathan said to me,
"We give him the best tonight!"

We shared a laughed together. Uncle Aaron answered us,
"Boys, is this a threat or a promise?"

Jonathan looked at him and said,
"Aaron, wait and see!"

Comments an suggestions are Very Welcome at: JanUtrecht@hotmail.com

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* Bar Mitzvah = "Son of commandment". At the age of 13 and one day is
considered a responsible adult for most religious purposes in Jewish
tradition.