Date: Fri, 22 Jun 2001 11:45:46 -0400
From: Tanda2000 <TANDA2000@compuserve.com>
Subject: The Seduction of Chris

		The Seduction of Chris
				by Uncle Mike
					written by Tanda2000@compuserve.com
							copyright by Tanda

	He had just turned 16.  My sister had called me and told me that
her and her husband were going to the coast for the weekend to celebrate
their anniversary.  The girls were staying over a friends house and she
wanted to know if Chris could stay with me for the weekend.  Not a problem
I told her.
	Chris had always been a good boy and one of my favorite nephews.
We had a good relationship and, even though we hadn't spent a lot of time
together, we got along well.  My sister confided to me that Chris had a lot
of respect for his Uncle Mike which pleased me greatly.
	It was about 10:30 that evening when they finally pulled into the
driveway.  I was in the den reading over some of my manuscripts and having
a drink of my favorite, whiskey and coke.  Don't know why I like it so much
but I always have.
	I got up and waited for them on the front porch as they unloaded
themselves from the car.  They live a few hundred miles away so I knew they
would be tired from the long haul and would probably want to rest for
awhile.  My sister waved at me as she got out of the car, grinning broadly.
She was happy she was getting away for the weekend, I could tell.  I
watched as Chris peeled out of the back seat, reaching in and getting a
duffel bag.  He grinned at me shyly and waved.
	Chris lived on my sister's ranch and he was a farm boy, that was
obvious.  He had become involved in weight lifting when he began high
school and I could tell that he was getting pretty buffed up, even in his
jeans and t-shirt he was wearing.  He must have been 5'8" by now and a good
130 pounds.  Brown hair cut a little short and a Tom Sawyer face, complete
with freckles.  He was a wholesome looking kid that looked like he stepped
right out of a Huckleberry Finn novel.  All that was missing was the straw
in his mouth.
	My sister and her husband, followed by Chris, came up the stairs
and we all gave each other the family hugs and greetings.  I invited them
in and, I could tell that my sister and her husband had no intention of
hanging around. They wanted to get on the road.  They still had a ways to
go to get to the coast from my house.
	"Hey, Chris, you can put your bag upstairs in my room if you want,"
	"Um, okay, Uncle Mike."  And the boy bolted up the stairs with his
duffel bag clutched tightly in his arms.
	I returned my attention to my sister.  "Okay, Mike, we're not going
to stay.  Maybe on our way back when we pick up Chris, we'll do dinner or
something.  You understand, don't you?"
	"Well, duh, sis", I exclaimed giving Tom a manly grin.  He grinned
back.  They couldn't wait to get to the motel.  I had to laugh at them and
my sister blushed and told me to stop it.
	"Hey, you're only human, sis," I teased.  "Now get outta here!  And
have fun!"
	"Chris!", she yelled up the stairs.  "We're leaving, honey!"
	"Okay, Mom!" he called back, followed by the loud thudding of young
tennis shoes pounding down the stairs.
	When he got down to the entry way landing, she tousled his brown
locks and told him, "Now you be good and do what Uncle Mike tells you to,
understand?"
	Embarrassed, Chris stuffed his hands in his jean pockets and said,
"Yeah, yeah."
	"Oh, we won't have any problems, will we Chris?" I said as I put my
arm around his shoulders.
	"Okay, then, you two boys have fun," my sister said as her and Tom
walked out the front door.
	Chris and I stood on the front porch and watch them drive away, my
sister waving a friendly goodbye.
	I put my hand on Chris' shoulder and felt his young buffed muscles.
"Hey, Dude!", I said admiringly.  "You've been working out!"
	With teenage shyness, he said, "Yeah, I joined the weight team at
school."
	"Cool," I said. Leading him back into the house, I said, "Let's go
in and get you set up.  You hungry?"
	"Naw, we stopped at McD's on the way here."
	"You want a shower or anything?"
	"Naw, Mom made me shower before we left."
	Not knowing what else to offer the kid, I said, "Well, then come on
in and let's get you settled.  It's getting late.  Aren't you tired?"
	"Yeah, a little," he admitted.
	I led him into the den.  "I was just going over some of my
manuscripts," I explained.  He came into the den and looked down at the
spread of papers all over the floor and foot stool where I had been
working.  He also eyed my drink and the bottle of whiskey sitting next to
it as he sat down in the matching chair that I sat in.
	I hadn't seen Chris in over a year so we didn't know too much about
each other.  "So, how old are you now?, I asked as I sipped my drink.
	He puffed up and said, "Sixteen now.  I can drive!  Dad has always
let me drive on the ranch, but now I can drive on the streets too!"
	"Cool," I agreed.
	"You got a girl yet?"
	"Naw, not really.  No time with school, the ranch and lifting
weights. That's all I really like to do right now is weight lifting."
	"Yeah, I can tell."
	He grinned proudly.  "I'll get a girl soon enough," he added.  He
glanced at the bottle.
	"You wanna drink?," I asked.
	"Sure, that'd be cool."
	"You won't tell your Mom?"
	He laughed and reached for the bottle.
	"Hey!", I exclaimed, "don't you want something to wash it down
with?"
	"Naw, Dad lets me take belts from his bottle once in awhile when
we're working in the fields.  I'm cool."
	I watched as my nephew took the bottle to his lips and took a pull
from my whiskey bottle.  He sat the bottle back down on the end table but
his watering eyes didn't escape me.  Trying to be a man for his Uncle Mike.
But the burning alcohol had taken his breath away.  I hid my amusement.
	"Whew!", he gasped.  "That's good, Uncle Mike.  Thanks."
	Chris had always been a very polite young man.
	"No problem, kid."
	As the hot brew warmed his stomach, we sat and talked about school,
sports, girls, and life in general.  He asked about my writing and we
talked about that for awhile.  I had the golden opportunity to admire my
young nephew sitting there with a lock of brown hair hanging over his
forehead while he talked.  I noticed the development in his thighs under
his jeans since I had last seen him and I could tell he was growing up to
be a fine young man.  I also noted the bulge in his crotch and had to
wonder to myself if he had inherited the genetic quantity that all of us
men in the family had.
	Finally, it was later than I had realized and I had to call this
evening to an end.  Besides, I could tell Chris was very tired and just
trying to be grown up like his Uncle Mike.  His blurry eyes told me the
whole story.
	"Well, Chris, what do you say we hit the sack?"
	"Sure," he said noncommittally.  Then shyly he asked, "Uh, Uncle
Mike?"
	"Yeah, kid?"
	"Can I have another drink?"
	"Jeez, I dunno.  Think you can handle it?"
	"Yeah," was all he said.
	"Well, then sure, go ahead."
	I watched from my chair as he stood up and reached for the bottle.
I had a good opportunity to get a good view of his young torso from the
side and he was looking good.  Very well developed for being so young.
Nice curve of the young buttocks, nice bulge in the jeans, nice flat belly
under the t-shirt and nice size arms.  He was a little hunk.
	My mouth dropped open when I watched him standing there and take
another pull from my whiskey bottle.  But this time, not just a gulp, but
one, two, three,.......
	"Hey, easy killer," I admonished jokingly.
	He pulled the bottle away from his eager lips and grinned at me
sheepishly.
	"You ought to get on up to bed, son," I said as I watched him weave
while he stood there.  "You gonna make it upstairs okay?"
	"Oh yeah," he claimed.  "That wasn't nothing.  I'm just a little
tired."
	"Okay, you're the man."
	He seemed pleased with that comment.
	"So go on get upstairs and I'll be up in a minute or two.  I want
to lock the house up and put my shit away."
	Without a word, he left the den and I heard him trudging up the
stairs to my bedroom.  I had to grin.

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	It took me about 15 minutes to put my stuff away and lock up the
house.  I was tired too and it was already after midnight.  Thank God it
was my day off tomorrow.  Now I just needed to figure out how I was going
to entertain my nephew tomorrow.  I hit the stairs and walked into my
bedroom.
	I was both amazed and pleased at what I saw.  The night light was
still on and there was Chris lying on my bed passed out.  Apparently he had
started to get undressed and sat down on the edge of the bed and then just
lost it.
	He had gotten as far as taking off his shirt and shoes.  His jeans
were down around his calves and all he had on was his tight white briefs.
He was flat on his back with his arms splayed above his head, his young
smooth chest, rising and falling in sleep, not a hair on him.  Nice, very
nice, I thought.  I took a moment to survey his hard young body lying on my
bed.  I felt my cock start to grow in my own shorts.  Stop it, Mike!  I
told myself.  This is your nephew.
	But I couldn't deny that he was one pretty little man-boy lying
there and I did notice the promising bulge in his shorts.  But this would
never do.  He couldn't sleep like this all night.  I had to get him in bed.
	"Chris," I called softly.
	No response.  Shit, I thought.  But shrugged and started to peel my
own clothes off.  Down to my own briefs that was now sporting a semi hard
on.
	I walked over to the bed and called his name again and nudge my
knee against his thigh.  Electricity shot through me.  No response from
him.  But my dick was starting to grow in my shorts.  I had to maintain.
	I sat down on the bed next to him and called his name again, this
time pushing against his shoulders.  Nothing.
	I sat there for a moment and thought.  I squeezed my hard cock in
my shorts as I looked down on his young hard body lying next to me.  With a
rattled breath, I tentatively reached out my hand and touched his shoulder
again.  No response.  I kneaded the taut muscles in his shoulders and down
to his bicep.  He had worked out well and the ranch life sure as hell
didn't hurt him none either.
	Hell, I could just touch him, I guess.  He's out like a log and
wouldn't know anything.  I let my hand trail over his smooth, young muscled
chest.  His nipples rose, my cock ached in my shorts.  I circled each erect
nipple with my fingers.  He just laid there asleep.  His chest rose and
fell steadily.  Mine was ragged and heaving with lust.
	Still rubbing his smooth chest, I called his name again.  Looking
up into his freckled face, I saw his tender lips parted slightly, breathing
steadily, his long eye lashes closed securely.  My cock throbbed.
	Getting no response, I got brave and let my hand wander down his
flat belly and admired the smooth taut skin under my fingertips as I
circled his hairless navel.  My hand followed the concave of his flat
stomach back up to his chest, circling and even lightly tweaking his hard
nipples again.  He was out.  Continuing my journey of lust, my hand left
his chest and went back down his smooth stomach until I reached the waist
band of his briefs.  My hand hesitated.
	There it was.  The bulge.  Do I dare?
	I'm just curious, that's all.
	My hand won.  I reached down and gently patted the ample bulge.
Nice, very nice.  My hand wouldn't leave.  I gave it a gentle squeeze.  I
felt a swelling.  I could see the outline of his mushroomed head in his
shorts.  It was growing under my touch.  My cock was leaking pre cum.  Yes,
the boy was carrying on the family tradition of big dicks.  This much I
could tell under his shorts as I felt it continue to lengthen under my
caress.
	Common sense finally kicked in.  Dammit.
	On shaky legs, I got up and left the boy alone.  I had to go jerk
off or something.  Damn.  But as I stood up and looked back down at Chris
lying there with his jeans around his legs and a half hard on in his
shorts, I was compelled to go back.  Christ, I had to get those jeans off
of him and get him into bed.
	I knelt down on the floor between his legs and called his name
again.  Nothing.  The view of his young body from this angle was
staggering.  All I could see was this hardening shaft being held in his
tight white jockeys followed by the smooth muscled torso and the freckled
face nephew in silent repose.
	I started to tug at his levis.  I pulled one leg off at a time
until I had them bunched around his ankles.  Still no movement from him.
Carefully, I lifted his legs up by my side and worked each leg opening over
his feet which still had on his white gym socks.  I gently let his legs
back down on the bed, hanging over the edge.  He was fucking gorgeous.
Just lying there in his tight white jockey shorts with a half hard on and
his white gym socks.  I took the time to admire his muscled semi-hairless
thighs.  He was an incredible specimen of a boy almost a man.  Wonder how
big his dick is when it's fully hard?
	I crawled up on the bed above his head and called his name one more
time.  He was still out.  I gently grabbed him by his armpits, noting that
he was just starting to develop hair.  I pulled him gently up on the bed so
that his legs weren't hanging off.  I laid his arms back down by his side.
	I crawled onto the bed next to him and laid down.  Sleep was out of
the question.  I could feel his young body heat next to mine.  Here I was,
lying next to a young God and he had no idea how hot he was or how much his
Uncle wanted him at that moment.
	Lying there for what seemed like an eternity, I threw caution to
the wind.  I peeled off my own shorts and released my 9 inch throbbing
cock.  Damn, that felt good.  I was lying completely naked and hard next to
my young hunky nephew.
	I rolled over on my side, propping myself up on my elbow and
decided to have some fun.  "Chris," I called softly.  Just steady
breathing.
	"Okay, this is it," I whispered into the darkness to no one in
particular.
	My hand reached out and touched his smooth skin again.  Fucking
nice.  My cock leaked pre cum on the sheets.  Didn't give a fuck.  I let my
hand wander over his young hard torso again and down to that forbidding
waist band once more.  This time I didn't hesitate.  My hand went
immediately to the bulge in his shorts and lightly squeezed it.  It
ballooned up in his shorts and, encouraged, I began to stroke it through
his shorts until it was completely hard.  And I wasn't disappointed.  It
was a nice manly size and the head seemed very swollen, even under his
shorts.
	I got up on my knees and spread his legs wide.  I kneaded the
muscled flesh and marveled at the smooth hardness of his legs.  I ran my
hands down his thighs to his calves, kneading and rubbing the muscles until
I reached his gym socks.  I let my hands began up again where they had just
been and when I reached his hips, I saw his young hard cock throbbing in
his shorts.  I put one hand on each of his slim hips and leaned forward.
It was now or never.
	I locked my lips on his throbbing rod through his shorts and blew
hot breath on his cock.  He moaned.  His cock throbbed against my mouth.
Alarmed at the sound of him, I pulled my mouth away but somehow kept my
hands on his hips.
	He settled back down and he was breathing steadily again.
	I eased my fingers into the waist band of his tight fitting shorts
and lifted.  I waited.  No reaction.  My cock was leaking pre cum between
his legs leaving a wet spot on the sheets.  I didn't care.
	I slid his shorts down just slightly.  Taking baby steps.  Taking
it slow and easy.  But his young hard cock had other ideas.  It jumped free
of it's restrains and bounced defiantly on his flat belly.  His big organ
was fat and meaty with a large mushroomed head.  My mouth drooled.  I was
surprised at how large of a cock the boy had.  Not as big as mine, but sure
to be 9 inches or more when he was finished growing.  Right now it had to
be pushing 8 inches.  And only 16 years old.
	I eased the waist band of his shorts down around his young, full
balls.  They pushed up, making his cock even bigger.  His huge cock laid on
his belly throbbing, framed by a light brown bush of pubic hair.  I reached
out and touched his shaft.  It throbbed.  I rubbed the underside of his
mushroomed head.  His young cock did a dance of it's own, wanting more.
	I grabbed the hard shaft and held it up.  It throbbed in my hand.
I began to lightly stroke the young meat.  He moaned.  I didn't stop.  We
were too far gone.  His young cock head had a drop of pre cum on it.  I
rubbed it all over his helmeted head.  I was masturbating my nephew.  I
crawled up and sit on his lap, resting my cock next to his.  I held them
both up together and mine was at least a good inch longer than his.  I
started to slowly rub them together, making sure the two big mushroomed
heads met and shared the lubrication from our seething hot cocks.  Before I
came all over his belly, I reluctantly released our cocks and went back
down between his spread out legs.
	I gently eased his shorts all the way off of his young hot body,
leaving him completely vulnerable and naked before me except for his white
gym socks.  I tossed his briefs in the corner of the room and returned my
attentions to the feast that lie on my bed awaiting me.  I crawled back
between his legs and, not waiting for an invitation, I grabbed his hard
cock again and this time kissed the satin head.  It throbbed against my
lips.  I gently licked it.  I teased it.  His young boy cock leaked it's
pre cum against my lips.  I tasted his young sweetness.
	I engulfed his swollen dick head into my heated mouth.  I sucked
him.  Chris moaned.  Encouraged, I began licking his shaft up and down,
taking in his young cock head each time I did it.  I let my hand wander
down to his full balls and rubbed them lightly.  In his sleep, he spread
his legs.  I started sucking his cock, burying it deep inside of my hot
wanton mouth as my hand cupped his balls.  My fingertips glided against his
tender ass crack.  I was sucking my young nephew like a man.  And he was
taking it like a man.  I could taste the tale tell evidence of salty pre
cum and I didn't want this to be over yet.  This only happens once in a
life time.
	I pulled off of his wet dick and let it lie against his flat
washboard stomach.  It just throbbed and glistened on his belly.  I noticed
that his heavy breathing had ceased.  I wasn't sure if he was awake or not,
all I knew was that he wasn't objecting.
	I bent down and kissed his slim hip.  Then the other one.  His
young cock just throbbed on his belly.  I licked it playfully.  It arched
up, wanting more.  I tongued his navel and tongued his cock head again.  He
was squirming underneath me.  I knelt between his legs and, spreading them
even wider, licked his balls. He was squirming and his breathing was ragged
Then I returned my wet tongue to his cock and tongued it, watching it
bounce up against my mouth and slapping against his belly.
	I let my tongue make a wet trail from his navel, up his belly,
tasting his young, sweet skin.  My hot mouth found his erect nipples and I
sucked on them and even nibbled lightly.  From this position, my own hard
cock was having a sword fight with his.  My hands held him by his beefy
young shoulders as my tongue continued it's journey upward.  I licked his
neck as my cock grazed against that fine flat stomach.
	Now for the next step.
	I gently slid my hands from his shoulders up to his head and held
his head gently.  It's now or never.  My insistent tongue swiped gently
across his tender young lips.  He stiffened under me but didn't try to stop
me.  I was pretty sure he was awake, but not certain.  Holding my face just
inches from his, I cradled his head in my hands as my hips began to rock
back and forth, rubbing my hard cock against his stomach.  I could feel his
breath against my lips.
	I gently pressed my lips against his young full lips and lightly
kissed him.  No response.  As I held my lips pressed against his, my tongue
pushed out and forced his lips open.  My probing tongue felt his sweet
hotness as my tongue made contact with his.  I kissed him.  He
involuntarily kissed me back.  He really had no choice and I could tell he
had never done this before and wasn't quite sure what to do.
	I didn't want to freak him out, so I pulled away from his sweet
mouth and let my tongue make it's way back down his young hard body.  My
wandering mouth found his young cock again, hard as ever.  I captured it in
my mouth and began sucking him like a all day sucker.
	Kneeling between his spread out legs, I grabbed ahold of his hips
and started deep throating the boy, my knees keeping his legs spread wide.
As I increased my momentum on his young cock, I was surprised to feel his
hands come down and hold my head.  He started thrusting his young hips into
my mouth and was actually fucking my face!  He was writhing all over the
bed and bucking up into my mouth and moaning like a crazy boy.  I took the
opportunity to put my hands underneath him and grab his firm little bubble
butt, forcing more of his young cock in my mouth.
	As I held his tight ass in my hands, my fingertips played against
his tight ass crack.  When one of my fingertips made contact with his sweet
virgin hole, he arched up and buried his dick deep in my mouth and moaned
loudly.  With one of my fingertips touching his young hole, he erupted with
boy cum and filled my mouth with his seed.
	I sucked him dry as best I could with some of his young cum
dribbling down the sides of his shaft and out of my mouth onto his belly.
I held his spent cock in my mouth until I felt it start to soften.
	I gently eased him back down on the bed.  His half hard satisfied
cock laid on his semen covered stomach.  I took my big piece of man meat
and started rubbing it in the cum on his stomach and against his own spent
cock.  I started gently slapping my 9 inch cock against his and, it wasn't
long before his young eager cock started to swell again.  I continued
slapping my cock against his and then moved it up to his belly and slapped
it there and then rubbed my cock against his smooth skin.  I felt like I
was going to explode any minute.  However, I kept up my journey to his
chest and rubbed my big dick head against his hard nipples, smearing pre
cum all over them.
	Then, sitting on his smooth chest, I started jacking my huge cock
over his face.  He laid there with his eyes closed and lips parted
slightly.  I wanted to cum all over his face.  Better yet, I wanted to feel
those lips around my dick.
	Sitting up on my knees, I aimed my big cock towards his sweet lips.
I wanted to feel those lips against my cock more than anything.  I rubbed
the head of my swollen dick against his full lips.  They felt so damned
good, I just wanted to shove my cock in his mouth.  But he just laid there,
not moving.  He wasn't ready for this.  And I wasn't going to force him.
Disappointed, I just rubbed my leaking cock all over his lips and then his
face for a few more times.  Knowing it was futile, I finally pulled off of
him and gave the poor kid a break.  Maybe in time, but not this time.
	I sat up on the bed next to him, leaning against the headboard,
breathing heavily with my hard unsatisfied cock standing tall like a flag
pole.  I looked down at my nephew's young body, his young satisfied cock
lying peacefully half hard on his slim hip.  His legs still slightly spread
and wearing nothing but those white gym socks.  He looked so hot.  And I
wanted him so badly, but knew that this wasn't the time.  It was best that
I just jerk off and let it go.
	Breaking the silent darkness, I whispered, "Chris, I'm gonna give
you a back rub."  I told him, I didn't ask him.
	"Um, okay, Uncle Mike", he whispered back unsurely.
	"Roll over.," I instructed.
	I gave him a slight push on his shoulder and helped him roll over
on his stomach.  My cock reared it's head again.
	My nephew had this fantastic bubble butt that could fit right in my
hands.  He laid there on his stomach in his gym socks waiting for his back
rub like a good little boy.
	I wasted no time.
	I straddled his slim torso and started right in on his head.  I
grabbed and pulled his brown hair, massaging his scalp and he sighed with
pleasure.  My hands went to his neck and I started kneading the tight
muscles there while my hard cock grazed against his young muscled back.
	I got off the bed and got some body oils.  I crawled back over his
prone young body and started rubbing oil into his shoulders.  He moaned,
"Wow, that feels so good, Uncle Mike."
	"Good," I said as I coated his back with the oil.  "You haven't
felt anything yet!"
	He just laid there in compliance while I worked the oil into his
skin and massaged the muscles in his back.  I took a moment and greased my
big hungry cock so that it would slide around his backside easier.
	As I worked my way lower and lower down his back, somehow, my cock
found it's way to his sweet little ass crack.  I noted that it was hairless
and my cock ached against it.  I allowed my oily shaft to slide up and down
his young crack while I massaged his back, but that was all I thought I
should do.  He was only 16 and I knew that this was his first time with
another man.  But, to give him credit, my young nephew didn't complain or
object to my greasy cock riding up and down his tender little crack.
	My hands finally reached his firm gluts and I started kneading the
two orbs of firm flesh, spreading his cheeks and looking at his tender
pink, hairless hole.  But I had to leave that alone.  Even though I knew it
was begging to be fucked.  He just didn't know it and I didn't think he'd
be ready for anything like that.
	So, instead, I let my hands work on his muscled thighs and down his
calves.  While I was doing this, I realized that he was a little more
relaxed and even had spread his legs a little to allow me access to his
inner thighs.
	I got an idea.
	Holding onto his spread legs, I put my head down against his firm
little rump and ran my tongue up his hairless crack.
	I heard him catch his breath, but he didn't move.  Encouraged, I
let my hands continue to work his legs, back, and firm butt cheeks while my
tongue continued running up and down his crack.  I let my tongue play
against his young virgin ass hole.  He squirmed and moaned but didn't try
to move.
	With this development, I spread his legs even wider and buried my
head into his tender crack.  My tongue found his virgin hole and I spent a
lot of time licking it and kissing it.  He just laid there in blissful
surrender.  As he became more accustomed to being touched down there, I
felt his little boy hole relax.  I teased it with my tongue and he tasted
so sweet and so damned good!
	I pushed my tongue into his sweet orifice.  He froze and clamped
his ass cheeks together but moaned loudly in pleasure.  My tongue was in my
nephew's virgin ass.  And it was sweet.  I swatted his firm little rump and
said, "Relax, Chris.  Just relax."
	I felt his tense muscles loosen.  My demanding tongue pushed inside
of his boy hole.  My hands forcefully held his ass cheeks open. I began
licking and teasing his hole as my tongue would take dips inside of his
virginity.  It wasn't long before I had the entire length of my tongue
inside of the boy and began tongue fucking him.  He grabbed ahold of the
pillows and held on for dear life as my tongue violated his virgin hole.  I
reached under him and found his young cock rock hard against the mattress
	I pulled his hard young cock down between his legs and he painfully
groaned but offered no objections.  His fat meaty cock was between his legs
and, as I continued to tongue fuck him, my hand reached down and started
rubbing the tip of his swollen cock head again.  Afraid that he might cum
again, I let go of his cock and just concentrated on fucking the boy with
my tongue while my hands held his hips down to the bed.
	Soon, he was bucking his hips against my face, wanting more of my
tongue up his tight little boy hole.  I obliged him.  I started tongue
fucking him rapidly while I gently swatted his tender rump with my hands.
He was beginning to do a pelvic thrust against the bed and I knew it was
time.
	I took one of my oily fingers and pressed it against his wet little
hole.  I pushed in. He groaned loudly.  I sunk my finger all the way into
his tiny ass hole while my cock throbbed out of control.  Holding him down
on the bed with my hand on the small of his back, my other hand had the
finger that started to finger fuck him.  His young cock laid down between
his legs, throbbing unmercifully.
	When he was taking one of my fingers well enough, I inserted
another one.  I pushed the second finger in and kept swatting his firm
little rump every once in awhile just to keep him loose.  He was squirming
all over the bed, clutching the pillows tightly.  His young cock was
leaking like a sieve as I fucked him with both fingers and spanked his firm
little rump.
	This was getting too hot and I just couldn't take it anymore.  I
pulled my fingers out and took my big cock in my fist and started rubbing
it up and down his greasy ass crack.  I just wanted to plow into the boy.
He needed a good fucking, I could tell.
	I aimed the head of my big greasy mushroomed cock at his tight
little hole.  Holding it against his virgin territory, I said quietly,
"Chris, I want you to hold absolutely still and relax."
	"Yes, sir." was all he said.
	He laid there in complete submission.  I eased my big cock into his
tight little hole.  He tensed up and I swatted his rump.
	"Relax, I said!"
	His little butt relaxed. Holding his cheeks wide apart in my hands,
I allowed a little more of my huge shaft to penetrate his virgin butt He
groaned.  I reached down between his legs and discovered his rock hard
cock.  I held onto it and stroked it.  He was leaking pre cum and my cock
was throbbing inside of his tight little hole.
	I was taking my nephew's cherry.  I pushed more of myself inside
his tight little rump.  I would hold still until I felt him adjust to the
intrusion.  Then I would push in a little bit more.
	When I had about half of my 9 inch cock inside of his virgin little
hole, I started slowly rocking back and forth, fucking him gently while I
stroked his hard young cock.  He started moaning and groaning underneath me
which only got me hotter and I started going a little faster and a little
deeper.  Soon, I was fucking Chris with all of my hard 9 inch manhood and
he was taking it!
	And, all too soon, I felt my hand filled with his creamy, sticky
cum.  The boy had shot all over again!  The pleasure of being 16.  I
started riding him hard and fast, giving him a good fucking for his first
time.  I sunk my entire shaft into him, slamming into his now willing ass
as he arched up to meet my thrusts.
	As I felt my balls slapping against his young rump, I knew I
wouldn't hold out for much longer.  He was so sweet and so tight and, now
so willing.  I started to ram his tight little ass with deep long strokes
until I felt the cum shooting from my hard shaft, filling his tight little
virgin butt hole.  I pulled out of his sore used ass and slapped my still
cumming cock all over his firm cheeks, smearing my man seed all over his
boy ass.
	That was his first fuck by a man and Chris and I are still very
close even though now he has grown and married.  But then, that's another
story.