Date: Fri, 31 Dec 2004 23:18:17 -0500
From: James Branson <jimryyan@hotmail.com>
Subject: Tapping nephew's Christmass 2

Thanks all of you for the responses to the first chapter. I appreciated the
one or two comments I got, I hope you send more!

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I fucked my nephew the next day. I had to go back home within a week and he
didn't seem to mind. As a matter of fact, Joel let out a little gasp when I
shoved my tongue up his teen hole. He'd never had much up there, except
maybe his finger. Then I took a few Polaroids of Joel sliding some of my 8
inch dildo (a Christmas gift from a naughty friend) up his virgin twat. I
knew my friend would love to see what good use his toys were. I fucked Joel
in the middle of the day, while the other manly men were watching football
and the gals were washing dishes, because I wanted to see him naked in the
daylight, on his bed, his big brown eyes welling with tears of agony and
bliss while I made him a man. I treasured that look forever.

I started slow but soon the slaps of our sweaty thighs and the thickness of
my raw 7 1/2 inches went into overdrive. He arched into my grip while I
pointed his thick 6 inch prong at his face and neck. When I finally shot my
load, I slammed into his prostate hard enough that he soon spewed his own
seed, the milky load flying into his eyes, nose and open mouth.

I passed out beside him, sighing wearily. He looked so cute, young, dumb,
full of cum, I couldn't help kissing him. It was a kiss of love and family,
of one generation breeding the next, and it became very passionate, full of
tongue. Just when I had licked most of his face free of cum, the door began
to open.

Panicked, I leapt over Joel and crouched on his side of the bed. He stood
up, a sheet half-covering his naked body. His father opened the door. Damn
that man was hot.

"Son, the guys are gonna play some touch football. Wanna join us? Oh...you
have something on your mouth."

Joel hurriedly licked the cum spot away. He must have been 10 shades of red.
His eyes - and mine - were on his dad (Kenny)'s unzipped pants. The "old
man" was wearing plaid boxers and the fly was clearly open, showing half of
his fleshy, extremely thick cock as well as his uncut schlong. I love uncut
guys, yum yum. This was making me even hornier.

Joel and his father talked for a few more moments, Joel hoping and praying
his father would get the hint and go away. Meanwhile, I noticed that Joel's
sheet was open at the back and streams of my cherry-popping cum were gliding
down his bubble butt and taut thighs. I knew I shouldn't have put him on the
spot, but I'm a devil these days, so I slid my tongue up his right thigh,
then his left, hearing his gasp at the shock of my mouth against his bare
legs. His legs buckled when I hit the senstitive backs of his knees.

"You OK, kid? I think you been getting that flu Grandma has."

"Yeah. T-That's it. Sorry, Dad, I .... OH GODDD..."

I had shoved my tongue up his swollen rosebud. He got so disoriented that he
dropped his sheet, giving his bewildered father a full peep show. To his
credit, Dad didn't freak out, but there was a noticeable swelling in his
jeans.

"Well, I'll leave you alone to get changed."

Joel was so pissed off at me.

"How could you DO that!!!"

I just kissed his forehead.

"It will all make sense soon."

Then I sucked him off to accomodate his pain.

The touch football game was a lot of fun. I kept grabbing Joel's buns and
his nice perky bulge during the game. I thought Kenny wouldn't notice, since
that's what men do, but I guess he wasn't happy with his gay brother in law
getting grabby with his kid, cause he shot me some dirty looks. Well, fine.
I spent the rest of the game squeezing and rubbing and bumping against
Kenny's bubble butt and big fat bulge.

When the game ended, Kenny asked me to go for a walk with him. When we got
to the edge of the woords, Kenny slammed me against a tree.

"What the FUCK do you think you're doing with my kid?"

Oh he couldn't have known, please no...

"You grab him like that in front of everybody? In front of his own father? I
never spoke up to Shirl about her having a queer as a brother, but I won't
take this shit."

I sneered at him. Actually I wanted to punch him out. Instead, I had another
idea. I began sobbing and ran away, like a little girl. After a minute he
ran after me. I stripped naked and ran into the water (it was California so
the weather wasn't that cold), hoping he'd think i was gonna drown myself
and he'd have to save me. Sure enough, he did strip down to his boxers and
follow me in. When he caught up to me, I spun around fast enough to make
sure my cock smacked his hairy 6-pack. DAMN this guy was a fucking stud.
When my sister married him he was a surfer dude and ony my swim team; now he
was still a blonde hunk, only he'd stop shaving his body and was a true
furry hunk.

"I'm so sorry, Kenny. I wasn't trying anything with Joel, I swear. I love
you. I always have. But I can leave if you don't want a stupid faggot
around. Nobody wants me. I don't even know why I wake up in the morning. Now
you hate me too."

Kenny looked crestfallen.

"C'mon, Gene, that's not true! I just got thrown, cause we don't have a lot
of gays around here. I'm sorry."

I threw my head on his shoulder. Slowly, he wrapped his arms around me. We
hugged. I scraped my smooth cheek against his light beard. We looked at each
other for a moment, his blue eyes flickering in the fading sunlight. I
paused, letting him make the first move.

Sure enough, he kissed me. And I kissed back, sliding down to bite his
nipples and his navel. I slipped his boxers into the water (so he'd have to
walk back for a while naked or at least shortsless) and began chewing his
somewhat salty-tasting foreskin. He moaned so loud he probably woke the
dead. This was the start of the second phase of my plan. The third phase was
going to make us all have a very, very happy New Year.

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