Date: Thu, 8 Jul 2010 23:06:06 -0600
From: Kyle Harrison <horny.kyle.harrison@gmail.com>
Subject: Popping my Nephew's Cherry - Chapter 18

CHAPTER 18

The sunlight streaming through the window woke me, and for a moment I
couldn't figure out where my wife was, or why my bedroom looked so
different. Then I realized ... I'm in England! Trying to shake the fog from
my head, I concentrated on my surroundings. What day was today? Could I
sleep in? Was it Saturday?

No, it was Thursday! Wow! How'd the week fly by so quickly? And yet ... how
could I have crammed so much adventure and fun and discovery into just four
days? I'd arrived Sunday and had fun that night after bedtime with my
Patrick. I'd slept in on Monday, and went to the pool that night (sex in the
locker room with 3 teen boys!). I had training on Tuesday, and had seduced
my nephew in a men's store changing room that night (as well as sucked off a
hung college student during the day!). I'd trained on Wednesday, and had the
ultimate incestuous experience that night with my bro and his sons. WOW!

I knew what the daytime held for me today. More of the fucking boring
training. But... I'd get to see Carlos! Then I remembered - we'd talked
about getting him and his bro together with me and my nephew! I wondered if
tonight might be a good time to try that.

A knock at my door froze my heart for a moment. I was just realizing that I
had two angelic, wonderful boys in my bed, their pajamas barely covering
their morning erections, their smooth, cloth-covered asses pressed up
against my body. What if that was their mum knocking? Shit! This party could
be over WAY too soon!

"Who's there?" I answered, a bit more groggily than I'd planned. "It's me,"
I heard the voice of my brother, doing a stage whisper through the door.
"The boys need to be in their beds in about 5 minutes or they'll be found
out!" I gasped then and climbed over Patrick to get out of bed. I have to
admit that, as my morning wood grazed my older nephew's round ass, I wanted
to stop and enjoy it for a moment. But I couldn't! I needed to hurry!

I ran over to the door and unlocked it. It opened a crack, and Leon smiled
at me, but still looked concerned. "Didn't you set an alarm last night?" I
was still trying to wake up, and I said, "No, didn't even think of it!" He
chuckled and said, "Let me in. I'll carry Maxie to his bed. You get Patrick
into his. But leave his door locked - his mum's used to that."

We took the boys to their respective beds, and I grabbed a robe in case
sis-in-law was in my neighborhood soon. I heard her come up the stairs maybe
two minutes later, and she knocked lightly on Max's door. Hearing no
response, she opened the door. I stood near my doorway to eavesdrop. I heard
her saying gently, "Max, time to get up, love!" He moaned in his sleep, and
mumbled, "Uncle, I don't wanna get up yet." I was a little worried, but she
giggled and said, "Max, it's me! Mum! Get up now, son! Time for breakfast
and school!"

Feeling a little better that our secret was still safe, I went into my and
Patrick's bathroom and closed both doors. I really would have loved to have
showered with my sweet nephew again, but it was too risky this morning.

At breakfast, I waited until Leon's wife was somewhere else, and I hurriedly
told my brother and Patrick, "I may have plans for tonight. They could
include Patrick. I can tell you more later. If he and I go somewhere would
it cause any problems?" Leon's eyebrow rose questioningly, and so did
Patrick's! He had no idea what I was talking about either! I'd never had the
chance to tell him about Carlos. Hmmm... how would he take it?

Leon replied, just before his wife returned, "I'll make sure it's alright.
But I wanna know what it is before you go, alright?" I agreed, and we
changed the subject as she re-entered the room.

Another day. Kids at school. Relatives at work. Me at training. Now I didn't
even notice the eye candy in the room. At breaks I only went to the bathroom
to see if Carlos was in there. I actually didn't see him anywhere all
morning, not even at the caterer's snack table. I did have his cell number
programmed, but I wouldn't text him unless he never showed.

At the end of lunch he came running in. He looked harried and upset. I
waited until he's spoken with his supervisor and was at a table serving
desserts to those who were still eating. Then I grabbed a platter (even
though I really wasn't hungry) and got in line. I was actually last - most
everyone else was getting seated in the auditorium again for the afternoon
session. He put a brownie on the plate I presented, and sighed.

"What's wrong, Carlos?" He looked at me and smiled. "Oh, it's just been a
day from hell. That's all! I overslept. Car wouldn't start. Couldn't find my
wallet to get money for taxi or bus. Finally bummed some and got to the
office only to discover I'd missed the van here. Cell phone still at home.
Just a shitty morning!!" But he smiled broadly and added, "But I'm here now
... and so are you!"

God, he was so cute! I smiled at him and then asked, "So, is there a chance
we can do our little get-together tonight? I think it's a good time to try
it. Tomorrow night Patrick's mom is going out of town and I think the boys
are planning a sleepover for some friends. You guys free tonight?"

He wrinkled his brow like he was thinking, then replied, "Yeah, I think so.
Esteban has football practice after school, but he's done around 5:00."
(Sorry, all my Latino and European readers. I actually pictured American
football when he said that! Then I remembered that he was referring to
soccer.)

"Okay," I said. "But where can we do this? Any ideas?" Again he thought,
then said, "Yeah, I do have an idea. Our house MIGHT be a possibility, but
if not I have a backup place." I grinned at that and said, "Alright! Shall
we say 6:00? Or is 7:00 better?"

"Let's do 7:00. That gives us more time. Head for our house - Patrick knows
where it is. Once there I'll let you know if we need to go elsewhere." We
had a plan.I shook his hand and headed back into the training.

At 5:00 they finally let us go. Carlos was nowhere to be seen, so I just got
my cab and headed "home." Patrick greeted me at the door with a discreet
peck on the lips. I raced up the stairs, and he followed me. Once in my room
I locked the door, grabbed him and threw him onto my bed, landing on top of
him! I kissed him all over his face, and I grabbed handfuls of his sweet ass
at the same time.

Once we settled down, we lay side by side quietly. Finally I spoke.
"Patrick, have you talked with Esteban or Sean this week? How are they doing
with what we did on Monday?" He replied calmly, "We've talked a little. We
can't say much at school. But they loved it. Esteban keeps asking if we can
do it again. Sean seems a little jealous, but he's up for it too. Can we
still do a sleepover while my mum is gone?"

I nodded, then added, "I need to tell you something, though. I met Esteban's
brother this week." He looked at me with a question mark on his face. I
smiled and continued. "He's working with the caterers for my training." I
paused, then said, "Did you know he's gay?"

His eyebrows arched up at that. I proceeded to tell him the whole story. He
was fascinated by my description of Carlos's huge dick. Then I finished by
saying, "Tonight he and Esteban want to hook up with you and me. Just the
four of us having some fun!" He grinned broadly and hugged me. Then we
kissed passionately but didn't touch each other. We had to save up for our
fun tonight!

Patrick headed back downstairs, and Leon was coming up at the same time. I
invited him into my room and then closed and locked the door. I didn't want
our conversation - or any other activities! - to be interrupted. He sat on
the edge of my bed. I sat down next to him, put my arm around his shoulder,
and leaned over to kiss him. His lips parted and we made out for a few
minutes. God, he's SUCH a good kisser! I was starting to feel jealous of his
wife. She gets to kiss him and lie next to him in bed every single night!

After we spent some of our passion, we stopped kissing. I decided to dive
right in. "Leon, you don't quite know everything I've done this week. Monday
night at the pool, Patrick introduced me to two of his friends, Sean and
Esteban. You know them?" He nodded and smiled. "They're cute boys," he said.
I smiled broadly then, and continued. "Well, you can't let on that you know,
but Patrick and I found out that night that they're gay! Not only that ...
they're lovers. The four of us had a little fun together after swimming!"

Leon looked both shocked and jealous. "You did?" he asked incredulously.
"Where?" I laughed as I said, "In one of the changing booths in the locker
room! It was all Patrick's doing! He's amazing, you know. He wanted me to
fuck him while they watched! Only they ended up doing more than watching ...
again at Patrick's insistence!"

"Anyway..." I went on, "those boys want to have a sleepover here with you
guys this week while I'm in town, and Patrick said your wife is leaving
tomorrow for 2 nights. Is that right?" He nodded but didn't say anything. I
continued, "So let's plan on that! It could be a lot of fun! But there is
one addition. You see, at my training this week, we're being served by a
catering company that employs Esteban's older brother, Carlos. And tonight,
those brothers have invited me and Patrick over for some incestuous fun! Is
that alright with you?"

Poor Leon! That was a lot of information, and he looked almost dazed. "Shit,
bro," he finally answered, "you've had a hell of a social calendar this
week, haven't you?" Then he laughed loudly and said, "Hey, I trust you
completely. I know you've been so good with my boys this week, and they
absolutely adore you. Now, you mentioned an addition. Am I to understand
that this older brother wants to participate in this sleepover you and
Patrick planned without asking me?" He winked at that last remark, which
made me feel relieved.

"Yeah, he does! So picture this, Leon: your 11-year-old son, your
14-year-old son, two boys Patrick's age, a 19-year-old with a huge dick, and
you and me. Think we might have some fun with that setup?" His face beamed
as he nodded. Then he grabbed my head in his hands and pulled me into a
strong, sloppy, man-kiss, the kind only two men can share! We ate each
other's faces and were about ready to undress when I put the brakes on.
"Hold on, bro! I've got to save my juice for tonight! I'll be lucky to keep
up as it is!"

I thought for a moment, then went on. "I do have an idea, however. How soon
will dinner be ready?" He looked at the clock on my nightstand and said,
"Probably 15 or 20 minutes. Why?" I reached down and grabbed his hard staff
through the material of his pants and said, "Well, you've had some of my
nectar, but I haven't tasted yours yet! Got a load you can share with me?"

His smile turned into a devilish grin, and he stood up and began to unbutton
and pull down his pants. His sword made a sizable tent in his boxers, and I
fell to my knees to remove them myself. I pulled them down over his stiff
cock, and it popped back up and hit his abdomen with a loud "slap!" I
reached out, in awe at the size of his member, and ran my fingers up and
down it gingerly. He sucked his breath in, and I opened my lips up and
placed them lightly around the head of his cock. His breathing increased
rapidly, and you could tell he was fighting the urge to thrust it down my
throat!

I sucked on it for a moment or two, but because of his height and my angle,
I couldn't get all of it in my mouth. I stood up and said, "I want to do
this right, bro. Let's get on the bed, almost in a 69, but you won't suck on
me. I want your big dick angled down toward my throat, so our legs will be
in opposite directions. That way you can stick it in my mouth and down my
throat and fuck my face good! I want this to be the best damn blow job
you've ever had!"

Grinning, he moved so I could get onto the bed. I lay down toward the bottom
of the bed, so my legs were over the edge. He had his legs at the other end,
with his feet bumping up against the headboard. That way his huge rod, which
stood up alongside his body, would be aimed down my throat when I took it in
my mouth. Once in position, he lowered himself and I opened wide. His
massive cock moved over my tongue, and soon the head of it was nestled at
the top of my throat. I seriously had to breathe through my nose to keep
from suffocating. Once in place, I tightened my lips and pressed my tongue
against it, and he began to piston in and out of my mouth.

His ass muscles moved strongly underneath my hands as I gripped his globes.
He began to fuck my face in earnest, thrusting harder and harder, faster and
faster. I could hear him grunting above me as his arms held him up enough
for his hips to thrust, and I could smell the perspiration and dried pee
that had collected in his underwear during his long day at work. His balls
banged into my nose as he moved in and out.

Suddenly he began to really pick up the pace, and he was moaning. I gripped
his dick tighter with my mouth and tried to get ready. But, how can you
prepare for a tidal wave? Usually, you move out of its way! I wasn't about
to do that, and I wasn't prepared for the flow of semen that began to enter
my mouth and throat. His voice was hoarse as he tried to quiet his moans,
but you could tell he was being rocked with a powerful orgasm! Blast after
blast after blast of hot, sticky liquid shot down my throat, and I tried as
hard as I could to not waste a drop! His cum was related to mine, and to our
father's - the cum that formed us! I wasn't going to let any of it go to
waste!

Finally he began to slow down, and all too soon he tried to pull out. But he
was still hard! So I used my hands and my mouth to keep him in place!
Knowing his cock might be sensitive, I took it easy, but I lightly suckled
it and kneaded the globes of his ass with my hands until he was almost
completely flaccid. Then I finally let it fall from my mouth, and he got off
the bed.

As he was pulling his pants and boxers back on, and I was adjusting the tent
in my jeans, I noticed movement out of the corner of my eye. I turned
quickly to the door of the bathroom that Patrick and I shared, and I saw two
heads pull back around the door jamb. Those little shits! My nephews had
been watching us! I almost laughed, but I decided to keep it quiet. I gently
tapped Leon's shoulder, and when he looked at me I motioned with my head
toward the door of the bathroom. I winked at him and said, rather loudly,
"So, tell me, Leon. Be honest. How do I compare with your sons? Who gives
you the best fucking blow job?"

He grinned as he caught onto what I was doing. He looked thoughtful for a
second, then replied, "Bro, I gotta tell ya, you win hands down. Those boys
have no idea how to pleasure a cock! Perhaps it's best we leave that to the
men in the family. Or you need to give them lessons. Especially Maxie - he
sucks like a little girl!"

Suddenly we heard a young voice cry out, "Hey!" Then we heard another go,
"Ssshhh!" We both laughed loudly and I said, "You might as well come out
here! We know you're there!" It took a moment, but both boys crept around
the corner of the doorway and emerged from the darkened bathroom. They both
had tents in the front of their school uniforms. Leon looked at them, then
looked at me and said, "We forgot to lock Patrick's door, didn't we?" I
nodded, then we both looked at them. I added, "Now you know how easily you
can be observed in this house! Just three days ago Maxie caught his brother
and me on this very bed!" Max blushed, and Patrick elbowed him.

I held out my arms, and both boys came over and fell into them. I kissed the
top of both their heads. Leon did as well.

My sister-in-law's voice rang out, "Time for dinner! Everyone wash up!" We
all sighed as a group and headed out the door of my room. As we walked down
the hall, Leon and I were behind the boys. He whispered to me, "Since
Patrick will get to take care of that boner tonight, I'll see if I can't
give Maxie a good chance to cum as well while you're gone. Have fun, Kyle!
I'm looking forward to tomorrow night!"