Date: Mon, 28 Jun 2010 01:02:59 +0800
From: Larry Flint <phangasm@operamail.com>
Subject: Thanksgiving with Dylan

Greetings!

I don't pretend to be a writer of any sort, all I know is that it brings me
pleasure. If it brings you pleasure, gets you hard, or if you jack off and
cum all over yourself...whatever...I'd love to hear all about it. All
flames cheerfully ignored.

Now a disclaimer...although I don't know what for, it's not like this will
get published in a major magazine....but, whatever, here goes:

This story is my property.  Copyright 2010 by Phangasm, all rights
reserved, batteries not included.

This story is fiction, purely the product of my twisted imagination...I
will say it again for those of you who write and ask if I am the adult in
the story - I made this shit up.

The following contains incest, or, as I prefer to think of it: Consentual
sex between a man and his teenage nephews. If this offends you, then it
would be a good idea to leave now.

Also, this may be illegal where you are, so you may want to think twice
about downloading it and saving it on your drive....or even reading it for
that matter.

If you are under legal age (depending where you are, the world can't seem
to agree on an age of consent....hmmmmm) then you shouldn't be here in the
first place.


Cheers!

phangasm@operamail.com


***


"Pass! Pass!!!" My brother-in-law Charlie yelled as I cocked the football
back. My other brothers and brothers-in law came for me, but it was too
late.....I let the ball fly. Charlie's 13-year old son, my nephew Dylan,
who was always on my team, trotted into the path of my pass perfectly, made
the catch and then proceeded to easily out-run his father into our
makeshift end zone.

"Touchdown!" Dylan cried, spiking the ball and immediately went into his
trademark end-zone dance. His father finally caught up to the boy and
tackled him anyway.

"Dad, you can't tackle me now, I've already scored, numb-nuts."

"What?" His father said with mock-anger, then began to tickle the boy
mercilessly. He squeeled, giggling until tears ran down his cheeks. I
finally trotted into the end zone and rolled his father off of him, then
easily lifted him onto my back.

"We win!" I cried as Dylan pumped his fist in the air. It felt so nice to
have his skinny little legs wrapped around my torso.

Thanksgiving has always been one of my favorite holidays.

I come from a big family, 3 brothers and 4 sisters. Now that we're all
grown up, I have almost enough nieces and nephews to make up 2 football
teams.

Of the eight of us, I am the oldest at 45. While the rest of our family
married up and began breeding at will, I stayed single. I have been on a
few dates, but as you may have already guessed women really don't do it for
me. In fact, I will probably never have a long-term partner because men
don't really do it for me either.

I do not understand why I am the way I am, but I have accepted it. I have
had very few experiences with young boys in my 30+ year sexual career, most
of which happened when I was one myself. I figure the way things are now
with people so paranoid and with so-called "sexual predators" being hunted
for sport in this country, the best thing I can do right now is to continue
having sex with old righty.

The one thing I can still do is look. This is one of the reasons I love the
holidays.

This year the family is giving thanks at my oldest sister Jenny's
place. She and her husband Charlie have 3 boys.

Josh is the youngest at 8 years old, much too young, but it will be fun
watching him grow. Dylan is 13, a living doll and my best friend in the
world. He has brown hair and eyes to match. So slim and sexy...when we play
football he and his older brother usually strip off their shirts. His chest
is tanned dark brown...his little nipples a rich chocolate color. When he's
sitting with his legs spread I can see his little package bulging in his
jeans. He wears white briefs, I can usually see the band sticking up above
his jeans.

Have I made a move ever, you might ask? The answer is easy. NO. I love him
far to much to risk our friendship over a few moments of pleasure. But I
have daydreamed about it and have spilled much cum onto my chest and belly
thinking about holding him naked in my arms. I am just fine with the
daydreams, but it sure is tough, like right now for instance with the boy
riding on my back, to know that I can never touch him that way.

His oldest brother is Nathan. At 15 he is a handsome lad....I have no
problem with him being a bit older and would definately not kick him out of
my bed. He's a somewhat larger version of his brother. The same tan, the
same handsome young face. When he raises his arms he has some hair, but his
chest is still silky smooth, a bit more muscular than his younger
brother. Nate and I get along fine as well, but he has other things going
on and doesn't spend nearly as much time with me as his little brother.

Most of my other nephews range from age 2 to age 9, so my taboo thoughts
are usually centered around Dylan....and I must confess that I have had a
few fantasies about his older brother as well.

With Dylan on my back and victory on our minds we headed to the house for
the feast...usually followed by watching football on TV.


***

After 2 hours of checking out my hot little buddy, I needed some relief. I
thought I'd sneak upstairs to the can and take a leak, then maybe rub one
out real quick. No one was watching as I hit the stairs...I moved quickly
down the hallway to the bathroom.

I opened the bathroom door and there was Dylan. I had seen him like this
before.

He's the kind of kid that needs to get everything out when he takes a piss
where most boys simply pull it out through the fly, Dylan has to un-button
and un-zip, then fold his undies down in the front. He was just this way
when I opened the door, everything hanging out, a strong yellow stream
flowing, the kind only a boy can do. (I'm lucky I don't hit my shoes!)

"Oops! ....Sorry!" I said, taking in a good eyefull before starting to
close the door.

"Hey, no problem Ken....just about finished, come on in."

I didn't hesitate. "Cool." I said, closing the door behind me.

Using quick glances, I took in the sights. I see that the fine dusting of
brown hair over his flacid little cock was getting a bit thicker, his
sweet, cut little cock wasn't as "little" as it was last year. His jeans
were sitting about halfway down his ass. His Fruit-Of-The-Loom's were
tight...this is definately the best shot I have ever had of his fine little
butt. I felt my cock stir as the boy shook off and tucked his dick neatly
into his undies.

"All done."

"Super." Was all I could think to say. I was thinking that he would
probably leave since he was done, but instead he began talking about the
game.

"You were pretty awesome out there today." He said, "I've never seen you
throw such a tight spiral...you musta been practicing."

"Nah, just on my game today I guess."

"You gonna piss?"

My cock was still at half-mast, but what could I do?

"Oh...yeah...almost forgot why I came in here." I said.

I pulled up to the toilet and reeled it out, still half-hard. Dylan
continued to talk football as I somehow managed to get a weak stream
going. I remembered when I was a kid I could piss through a full-on boner,
now if I was only a little excited I had trouble. I finished up and started
to shake off.

"Man, you got a big one, dude." Dylan said suddenly.

I didn't know what to say....the boy had never brought up the subject of my
junk before. I thought that he's more-than-likely just curious. He is at
the age where most boys leave their toys behind for that special new toy.

"Ya think?"  I said, looking down at my half-hard cock. At full-staff I was
a bit more than 7 inches. "I mean, it's ok...but I don't think I'm
porn-star material."

The boy giggled. "Maybe not....but it's bigger 'n mine." He said. I noticed
then that he had not yet fastened his jeans, he pulled his undies open to
show me this was true.

My breath caught in my throat. The kid had a boner....I was finally seeing
him with a full, honest-to-goodness raging hard-on. It was fucking
beautiful, curving upward was 5-plus inches of 13 year old throbbing boy
meat. I guessed it's circumference would compare to my thumb.

"Holy shit, boy...that's some serious wood." I said finally.

The boy began to flush red and looked as though he might tuck it away and
forget the whole conversation, so I spoke quickly and prayed in my head at
the same time. I prayed;: Jesus, please don't let him put it away yet! -
While saying: "I mean, it's nice, kid....bigger than mine when I was your
age."

"Yeah?"

"Hell yes...damn nice cock, buddy. No worries."

Dylan put on a beautiful grin, the one that nearly made me melt in my
tracks. I returned it as my own cock began to rise.

THe boy giggled, "Looks like you are makin' your own wood!"

I smiled at the boy. "Well, you know...sometimes they have a mind of their
own."

"Geez..TELL me about it! I get 'em ALL the TIME!....it's usually when you
don't want it to happen." The boy said as he made his cock bounce.

I was at full hard now, I wanted nothing more than to play with it. For the
first time ever I was about to throw my first little hint out to my own
sister Jenny's middle son..I'm not sure I even thought it was a hint at the
time, but when I thought about it later I knew what it was.

"Yeah, I know....but when the time is right, they sure are fun to play
with!"

The boy continued to look down at his cock, throbbing it. I thought I might
burst. A few seconds went by, uncle and nephew simply standing in the
upstairs can, admiring their weiners. He finally spoke. "You....play with
it?" He asked softly.

"Well, sure....I don't exactly have anyone to do it for me....don't you
play with it?"

Dylan was a smart lad, he knew that most boys did it and wasn't afraid to
admit it. "Of course...every chance I get.....I guess I never thought that
you would...you know....jack off." He grinned, his hard young cock didn't
falter. He finally did what I hoped for and reached for it, absently
fondling the head.

"Yeah...I'm a guy, just like you."

"It's awesome....you know....cumming." The boy said softly as his playing
graduated to gentle stroking.

"Best feeling in the world, buddy.....how long have you been able to squirt
now?" I asked and reached for my own cock, playing gently.

"Almost a year." He said, stroking faster now. "Ahhhhhhhh." He sighed. His
left hand moved down, gently fondling his beautiful little sack.

"Feel good?" I whispered, stroking my own cock now, watching as the boy
jacked off.

"Yeahhhh.....Gonna jack off...." He stopped in mid stroke and looked at me
seriously, "...I mean, if it's not too weird or anything...I sure could use
a cum." He said softly.

"Hey, no prob, little man." I said, picking up speed with my own hand. I
sounded non-chalant, but I was nervous as hell...I was actually going to
watch the little fucker squirt off! I figured that I would soon wake
up...I'd had this dream before.

"Cool!" he said as he grasped his cock tighter, his young hand now flying
up and down it's curved length.

"Yeahhhh, buddy." I sighed, not caring about the consequences of what I
said now, completely caught up in the moment, something I swore I would
never do with my sweet young friend. "Jack it, kiddo." I said, my own hand
jacking hard now, the boy watching me carefully as I worked.

Then his hand slowed, as if he wanted to delay the moment.

"Uncle Kenny?"

It was rare he called me "Uncle", usually it was just plain "Ken".

"Yeah champ?"

"You...you ever...."

I looked at him carefully. Dylan knew he could ask me anything at all, we
had established that long ago. He began again, choosing his words
carefully.

"Have you ever...you know....queered around?" he said, his stroking very
gentle now, his young brow furrowed with worry, afraid he may have crossed
the line.

I spoke, knowing I should just tell him "no" and then finish our little
jack-off session, but I knew if I didn't see where this was headed I would
never forgive myself.

"It's been a while, sport...but yeah." I said honestly.

He seemed to digest this, his hand still slowly moving up and down his hot
little shaft.

"Did you like it....I mean, did it feel good?"

"It felt mighty-fine, sport."

"How did you....I mean....well....." He began, not sure how to ask the
personal questions without seeming rude.

"It's ok, buddy...you know I would tell you almost anything."

He grinned.

"It was with a friend of mine...we were a bit older than you are
now....we'd both had a couple of beers and he brought it up. We ended up
getting naked and playing with each other....we sucked on each other a bit
too....then he layed on top of me and we rubbed against each other until we
came....felt so fucking good."

"Wow...sounds...ha...hot." He stammered. I knew there was more on his mind,
two seconds later, I knew what it was. It blew me out of the water.

"You think I could maybe....maybe touch it once?" he asked innocently.

He was smiling, so beautiful. I would have killed for him in that moment if
he had asked me to. I knew I shouldn't do this, but in my current state of
mind I could not refuse. I took my hand off my bone and turned to face the
kid, smiling, bobbing my head.

He reached. It seemed to take an eternity, then his delicate fingers were
there, wrapping around my stiff cock, then gently stroking. It was all I
could do to keep from blowing my load right then....one of the many
fantasies I play in my head was taking shape in the real world right
now. My eyes drooped and I let out an audible sigh.

"That feel good, dude?"

"Fuck, Dyl, that feels so fine." I whispered.

The boy took that as an invitation to give me a hand job. He grasped my
wood tight and began to jack quickly. The pleasure was instant.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Christ, boy.....fuckin' stroke it.....fuck, that
feels so good." I sighed.

"Fuckin' cool." He whispered. "I've always wanted to try this....gonna make
you fuckin' cum."

"Yeahhhhhhh.....yeahhhhhh." I sighed. ("I've always wanted to try this??",
my mind reeled. I wondered what I've been missing out on).

Then, all of a sudden I found out exactly what I had been missing out on,
because one minute he was jacking me off, the next he was sitting on the
edge of the toilet stuffing my fuck-stick into his warm mouth. He didn't
waste time, he began working me up and down, slobbering my stiff pole. I
went damn near insane as his sweet young lips worked on my prick.

I was flabbergasted, my breath caught in my throat as the reality of what
was happening hit me. Then finally I found my voice.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, my God, pal.....ahhhhhhhh yeahhhh." I moaned.

"Like that shit, Unc?"

"Unc?" My mind reeled....when did I become "Unc?" ....and hell yes, I liked
it just fine. I let him know.

"Jesus, champ....hell yeah....I fuckin' love it." I sighed, placing my
fingers in his soft, brown hair and gently stroking, watching him chow down
on my man-dick. "Mmmmmmmmmm....fuck, sport...if you keep that up.....I'm
gonna fuckin' cum....fuckin'.....squirt my load....in your fuckin'
mouth.....ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Gaaaad."

He raised his head. "That's the idea, Unc." He said, grinning his most
winning grin and tipping me a wink...I thought I might just melt into a
puddle on the floor. The kid went back for more, bobbing his head quickly,
noisily slurping my cock up and down as I moaned, grunted and whimpered. I
knew we were making a lot of noise, but at that lust-filled moment I did
not give a fuck. I was gonna cum in my sweet young nephew's hot little
mouth...nothing could stop that now.

"Uuuuuhhhhhh Christ.....Jesus, yeah....ahhh yeahhhh....UHHHHHHHHHH!!!
.......UUUUUUHHHHHH MY GOD!" I whisper-cried as I felt my stuff travel the
length of my cock. Dylan knew what was next - he sucked at the head like a
baby on a bottle, using his hand to jack my cock as I blew my nuts into his
hungry young mouth.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.......mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.......mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm" He
moaned as my load shot from my cock, filling his sweet mouth. I watch his
throat work as he swallowed again and again. Finally my nuts had no more to
give. I stood, my knees bent slightly, my pants and briefs hanging at my
knees while I tried to catch my breath.

"Christ, sport." I panted, "So fuckin' good....where did you learn....?"

".....that was so cool....your stuff was so good....tastier than Nathan's."

I looked down. "Excuse me?" I said with a smile.

He giggled.

"You and Nate?"

"Coupla times a week...usually 69, but sometimes we do other stuff."

"Other stuff?" I said, still smiling down at the boy.

He grinned, deciding not to fill me in. "You gonna do me?"

"Hell yes! I've wanted your little dick in my mouth for so long."

"Really? Why didn't you say so?"

"Well it's not like you were sending out any signals....stand up here,
boy."

He stood, facing me.

"Take off your shirt." I said softly.

"Sure." He said, raising his arms, looking for me to do it for him. I was
happy to oblige. I grasped it at the bottom, a couple of seconds later I
was staring at his beautiful near-nakedness.

"Jesus, kid....you are so fuckin' hot....take your pants off."

I expected him to balk at this, perhaps worrying about someone coming
in. He reached past me and clicked the lock on the door.

"Christ!" I whispered, "You gave me a blow job and I forgot that the door
wasn't locked!"

He giggled, "Nobody usually comes up here during the day...there are 2
bathrooms downstairs."

I grinned an evil grin, "Why did YOU come up here....must be it wasn't just
to piss?"

The boy flushed red, then his face lit up. "What about you, Unc?"

Now it was my turn to flush. "I've been staring at that hot little ass all
morning, I needed some relief!"

The boy finally finished struggling with shoes and jeans. He stood before
me, naked. I had only seen him completely bare-assed a couple of times, but
this time his 13 year old cock was rock hard, jutting upward and
throbbing....the kid was truly beautiful.

I moved to him, my now half-hard cock still hanging out, my own jeans now
pooled at my ankles. I took the kid into my arms, pulling him close. My
hands traveled slowly down his firm, muscular back. Soft as fine silk. The
boy sighed audibly as my hands reached his firm little buns, squeezing,
rubbing. I could feel his rock hard little prick poking at my balls.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, my GOD sport....you are so fuckin' sexy...I want you so
badly...wish I had you in my bed right now."

"Mmmmmmm....me too.....I could sleep over tonight."

This would not be anything new, with the exception of the sleeping
arrangements. The boy practically lived with me in the summer and always
spent several weekends with me during the winter. Usually Jenny was not too
keen on letting the kids out during a holiday.

"You could ask." I sighed. I moved my hands just long enough to pull the
polo shirt I was wearing over my head. I tossed it into the growing pile of
clothes on the floor. I pulled the kid close again, both of us sighed as
contact was made. Feeling his soft young chest against mine was
incredible. I began to get hard again even though I had just came a few
minutes earlier.

"I will ask....if not tonight she would definately let me tomorrow night."
He whispered, his young hands now on my own ass, pushing my underwear down
further. I moaned.

"Cool.....let's get you off before someone figures out we are missing." I
said as I dropped to my knees.

I moved in quickly, pulling his hot young cock into my hungry mouth. Saliva
jetted into my mouth as I began to suck up and down.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my GOD, Unc....suck.......suck it." My young nephew
moaned as I worked his stiff little tool. I reached behind with my right
hand, my fingertips moving down his soft ass-crack. My left hand moved up,
cupping his balls, gently stroking. The boy went nuts, writhing, moaning,
begging for more. The fingers of my right hand found the sweet warm spot
and began to massage the tight little ring.

"Uhhhhh Unc...yeah, oh my Gosh....yeaaaahhhhh."

I raised my head, rubbing his little hole harder now. "Nathan fucks your
ass, doesn't he, little man?" I whispered.

The kid didn't hesitate. "Yeah...yeah." he sighed.

"You like it when he sticks it in there?"

"God yeah...feels awesome."

"Turn around....wanna check you out."

The boy turned.

"Yeah...that's it.....bend over...put your hands on the toilet."

He obeyed.

"Spread your legs a bit...yeah, that's it." I whispered. His tight, pink
hole came into view...it was obvious that he had showered. "Ahhhh..Christ,
kid...so fuckin' hot." I said as I moved in, my mouth watering as my tongue
made contact with his tight little sphincter. I went right to
work....lapping, probing.

"Ahhhh, my fuckin' God...that's....that's fuckin' fantastic...no one has
ever done.....that.....before.....ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuck." Dylan
moaned as I licked his asshole.

"Nate ever rim you out, boy?" I panted.

"No....just plays with it with his fingers...then he spits on it...and
fucks me."

I dove in again. The taste and smell was incredible. The kid relaxed,
pushing up with his tight little ass, moaning as his hole dialated allowing
me to stuff my tongue in further.

"Ahhhhh Christ, Uncle Ken.....yeah....ahhhhh that feels so fuckin'
good....more.....more." The boy sighed.

I continued to eat him for another 5 minutes, his whispered sighs echoing
off the bathroom walls. Then I moved upward, kissing his firm little ass,
his lower back....then between his shoulder blades as he stood upright. I
wrapped my arms around him, placing my hands on his smooth bare chest, my
fingertips gliding across his stiffening nipples as he sighed in
pleasure. I began kissing his neck, my every fantasy coming true at that
moment....except for one, which I knew I couldn't fulfill right now. I
voiced my desires, whispering as I nipped at his ear. "Jesus....I wanna
fuck you, Dylan." I sighed as my rock-hard cock rubbed against the crack of
his sweet young ass.

"Yeahhhh.....yeahhhhh....do it right now." The kid whispered.

"I wish we could," I sighed, "But I wanna do it when we can make as much
noise as we want....tonight...." I whispered, then moved downward once
again, finding his sweet little hole I began to eat once again. He was so
relaxed, completely dialated. I stuffed my tongue inside him as far as I
could.

"Jesus, Kenny....come on....fuck me...please....please..." He whispered.

I stood, then leaned across to the medicine cabinet. The fingers of my left
hand played at his relaxed little hole while I opened the cabinet with my
right. I instantly found what I was looking for, a small bottle of hand
lotion. I popped the top quickly and poured a generous amount into my hand,
which I moved down to my cock right away, jacking as I tossed the bottle in
the sink.

I moved in, rubbing the greasy head of my cock on his sweet little hole.

"Ahhhhh yeahhhhh....yeahhhhhhh....stick it in
there.....ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." The kid moaned.

I moved forward, applying pressure. I watched as my cock slowly disappeared
inside of the boy. The warmth and pressure was incredible. My pelvis came
to rest on his hot little buns, entering him had been easy as Thanksgiving
pie.

I began to fuck, doing everything I could to keep the noise down. Young
Dylan was whimpering his pleasure, begging me for more, harder, faster. My
breath shuddered in and out as I worked, the sensation of his tight little
sphincter sliding up and down my cock was amazing. I knew I was going to
leave my second load up his little ass. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, Christ,
kid....tight little fuckin' asshole.....feels so gooooood." I sighed as I
picked up speed, the load in my nuts already building as if I hadn't
already came once.

"Jesus, Uncle Kenny," The boy moaned, "That feels so
good.....more....more...."

I wanted to pummel him.....I imagined us in my house, in my bed, on my
couch....hell, on my kitchen table. It was all I could do to keep from
pulling out all the stops, to slam my pelvis against his tight little buns,
but I didn't want to make any more noise than possible.

"Ahhhh Christ, Unc....come on....FUCK ME...no one will hear....the game is
on...no one will come up.....Nathan fucks me like a mad bastard....no one
hears us." The boy said.

I grabbed his skinny little hips then and leaned into the boy, pounding his
little ass, my hips slapping noisily on his sexy rump. The noise fueled my
lust. Had anyone been listening outside the door there would be no doubt
about what was happening inside the upstairs bathroom.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhh, Kenny....that's it.....fuck me, dude."
The boy moaned as I picked up speed yet again.

"Ahhhhhhhh my GOD, little man.....gonna cum.....gonna fuckin' cum
again......ahhhhhhh Christ, yeahhhhhhhhh." I moaned as I felt my load
boiling. I knew this one would feel even better than the first. I began to
whimper as my load traveled through my shaft. I yelped slightly as my cock
began to spurt...my head whipped back and forth, I though I just might pass
out in pleasure.

My nuts drained, I slowed, my cock sliding easier now on the thick, sticky
fluid I had just deposited inside him. Finally, I let me cock slip free.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh." Dylan sighed as I pulled out. "Christ, Kenny.....that felt
so fine." He panted.

"I really need to make you cum now." I whispered, "We gotta get back
downstairs."

"Yeah." The boy sighed, not arguing, he simply stood up straight, turned
around and offered me his prick, which I took, sucking him hard. I knew I
could get him off in less than a minute, so I worked toward that goal. My
right hand moved back again to his sloppy, well-fucked little hole. I
gently slipped my index finger inside him, feeling the incredible tight
warmth.

"Ahhhhhhhh God, yeah....stick it in me.....ahhhhh yeah....yeah....harder."
He moaned as I began to finger-fuck him, all while slurping his delicious
little prick and fondling his nuts. "Christ,
Unc.....gonna....fuckin'....CUM! .....UUUUUHHHH!!!  UUUHHHH MY GOD!!
....UUUH!!! UHHHHH!"

His little fuck-stick swelled in my mouth, then let loose with the most
delicious boy cream I had ever tasted. His teenage pecker throbbed, giving
me five big squirts. I savored it, coating his cock in the juice and
sucking it off over and over again. Finally the boy became over-sensative,
trying to push me off him, but I wouldn't give in.

"Christ, Unc....can't take it!" He half giggled as he pushed down on the
top of my head hard. Finally I swallowed the remainder of his load and
reluctantly gave up my new sucker.

"I could suck that all day."

"Sorry," He panted, "It gets really sensitive after I cum....Nate does that
to me too...likes to see me squirm."

"I can't wait to get you in my bed." I said, savoring the taste of his cum
in my mouth.

He grinned. "Maybe tonight."

"We gotta get dressed...then you go down first and I will follow in a
couple of minutes."

"Cool." The boy said, then he surprised me by kissing me quickly on the
lips. I must have looked surprised as Dylan began to giggle. "Was that ok?"
He asked finally.

"Hell yeah....I want some more." I said, grinning.

The boy came to me. Once again I took him in my arms, feeling him up. He
moved in, pressing his lips against mine. It was now my turn to surprise
him by forcing my tongue into his mouth. After a couple of moments he gave
in, letting his sweet young mouth fall open. Our tongues dueled as I
continued to feel up his soft body. I broke the kiss and was going to tell
him once again that we needed to get dressed when he came at me again, this
time open-mouthed. We kissed desparately, our sweaty bodies rubbing
together. My hands settled on his soft buns and remained there, rubbing and
squeezing as we moaned together.

Finally we parted once again.

"Jesus....that's so hot." He panted. "More please."

He moved in again and I could not refuse him. "Ahhh my God, buddy." I
sighed right before his sweet mouth covered mine again. I let him take
control this time. I could feel his cock, once again at full-hard as he
rubbed against me. Finally, after a good 5 minutes of making out he broke
the kiss.

"I could do that all day."

"Sometime soon we will....let's get dressed so you can ask your mom if you
can stay with me tonight."

The boy didn't balk. He gathered his clothes and began to dress, looking up
and grinning at me every couple of seconds. I was dressed well before the
boy since I had only removed my shirt completely. Once he was dressed, he
came to me again and I didn't turn him away. We kissed again passionately,
my right hand moved to his crotch, rubbing the hardness there. The boy
broke the kiss, breathing hard. "Damn....I wanna cum again." He sighed.

"Tonight, sexy....go ask your mom."

He went to the door and unlocked it, grinning back at me he finally left.


***


When I came downstairs a few minutes later, most all of the adult men and a
couple of women were in the living room watching football. With kids
running around and the living room packed with people, the TV set was
turned up much louder than normal.

I noticed right away that Dylan and Nathan were sitting on the floor,
huddled in the corner. It appeared that they were not paying too much
attention to the game. I wasn't too keen on the idea that he was already
sharing his adventure with his older brother....I hoped that he would tell
him sometime, but I thought we could have this secret to ourselves for a
week or so. Then again, I didn't actually tell him to keep it a secret, I
just kind of assumed he would. I calmed a bit after this thought....he was
a boy after all, who could blame him if he wanted to share his excitement?

All the chairs were taken, so I moved over by the boys and sat on the
floor. Nathan shot me a huge grin right away, so I pretty much knew that my
little buddy had been filling him in.

We watched the game for a bit, then Dylan got up and left the room. I
looked around and noticed only a couple of the women in the room...Jenny
was not among them, so I figured the boy had gone to ask if he could spend
the night with me. A few moments later, Nathan slid over closer to
me....then he leaned in, whispering softly. "I bet you feel better now,
huh?"

"Yeah...I needed to piss pretty badly." I answered, grinning.

He sat for a moment, not sure how to respond. Then: "I know you got rid of
more than just piss while you were up there....how was he?"

I answered right away. "Fantastic....you pissed?"

"Nah....a little jealous maybe." he whispered.

I looked around the room, everyone was pretty much enthralled in the game
and the room was pretty dark. Slowly, I reached around behind the teenager,
no one could really see anyway as the boy blocked my hand. I slipped my
fingers into his jeans and past the band of his underwear and rubbed my
fingertips across the top of his soft ass. "I bet you'd like to get rid of
some yourself, huh?"

The boy swallowed hard, then bobbed his head.

"Are you hard, Nathan?"

"Yeah." He whispered.

I removed my hand. "Move over on the other side of me." I said, knowing the
arm of the couch would block everyone's view of everything except his head
and shoulders. He looked around the room, then made his move easily...I
slid to the left a bit to give him room.

"Unzip your fly." I whispered.

He looked at me, unbelieving, but yet he did not refuse my request. I
watched while he did it, his hand shaking with excitement. Finally I could
see the white of his cotton briefs. I slowly reached over and slipped my
fingers inside his jeans and onto the soft cotton fabric. I watched his
eyes slip shut as I gently rubbed the hardness I found there.

The kid was fucking huge for 15. Without actually seeing it I guessed it's
length at very close to my own. I knew I would have to spread my legs for
this lad....hopefully while his little brother watched us.

I worked until I had my hand inside his pants, then I searched for the fly
front on his undies, I slowly worked my fingers inside, until finally I had
my fingers wrapped around his bare teenage meat. I watched his handsome
face as I stroked slowly, knowing that I would not have to use much effort
to make this hair-trigger young teenager spurt. I watched his beautiful
brown eyes slip shut and open again and again as waves of pleasure took his
young body. He began to tremble as he came closer and closer to orgasm.

Eventually Dylan came back in and plopped down beside me. His eyes grew
wide as he saw what I was doing...he looked around the room, then grinned
at me.

I leaned in toward Nathan. "You gettin' close, boy?"

He bobbed his head, I doubled my efforts, jacking his hot teenage cock. I
looked at Dylan and winked. He grinned, facinated that I was giving his
brother a hand job right in the living room. Finally, Nathan looked around
the room, then dropped his head below the arm of the couch. His eyes
squeezed shut tight, his mouth hung open, his handsome face a twisted mask
of pleasure.

It couldn't have worked out better if we had planned it. The home team
quarterback threw a brilliant pass which the wide reciever caught perfectly
and ran into the end zone. As the room erupted in applause, young Nathan
erupted in his pants....I felt his hot young cock swell in my hand, then
after an almost inaudible grunt from the boy, my hand and the boy's
underwear were soaked in warm stickyness.

I worked until the kid's cock began to soften, then pulled my hand out of
his pants. Looking around the room, I placed my cum-soaked fingers in my
mouth, licking the thick, rich and totally delicious teenage cum off each
finger.

The boy looked at me, grinning, trying not to pant out load. His face was
flushed, beads of sweat stood on his forehead. I leaned over. "You like?"

His head bobbed again.

"Someday soon I will have to suck that."

"Hell yeah." He whispered, getting his composure now.

I turned the other direction while young Nathan slowly zipped his fly.

"What about it, big guy? Staying with Uncle Kenny tonight?"

"Yup."

"So fucking cool." I whispered.

A moment later, Nathan got up and left the room.

"I wonder if he has to change his undies?" I whispered.

Dylan chuckled softly and grinned that evil grin that I love so well.


***

Most everyone had left already. Jenny was talking to her older sister and
seeing people out the door. Dylan was in his room packing an overnight bag
when I knocked at Nathan's door.

"Yeah, it's open." He said.

I walked in, the boy was laying on his bed not doing anything at all.

"Hey, buddy....just getting ready to leave, just wanted to say
goodbye....see you next time."

"Yeah." He said softly.

"Everything ok?"

"Well...I just kinda wanted to go with you guys."

"Well why don't you ask?"

"I didn't wanna butt in, besides I don't think mom would let me, what with
Dylan going and all."

"You wouldn't be butting in." I said as I sat down on the bed, laying my
hand on his chest and feeling the warmth beneith his cotton T-shirt. "But
your mom is another story."

"Yeah...."

"....tell you what...when 7:00 rolls around, tell her you're bored...that
all your friends are with their families and you wanna go to my place to
watch movies and play games....tell her that I invited you but you turned
me down...then get on your bike and peddle your ass over." I grinned.

"Cool...I'll give it a try."

"We'll be waiting for you." I said, flashing an evil grin. I moved my hand
down and slipped it up under his shirt, moving up onto his smooth muscular
chest. His brown eyes slipped shut. I moved my head down by his ear,
whispering, "You can take a shower when you get there..." My hand lazily
traveled back on forth across his hardening nipples, "...then when you get
out of the shower you won't need your clothes the rest of the time you are
there." I whispered as my hand slipped down onto the rock-hard lump in his
jeans, "We can take turns fucking your hot little brother's asshole....and
I can finally suck this nice dick."

Yeah." He whispered as he pumped his hips, rubbing his stiffy into my hand.

I surprised him by laying down next to him and gently kissing him on the
mouth. He grinned. I brushed his soft hair back, then placed my open mouth
over his, pushing with my tongue until I gained entrance.

"Mmmmmmmmm......mmmmmmm." He moaned, giving me his tongue right away. My
hand still rubbed his raging hard-on as we kissed. I broke the kiss, he was
breathing hard, still pumping his hips. "Damn....I want you so
bad.....fuuuck." he sighed.

"Christ, you are so fuckin' hard..." I whispered.

His hips pumped harder. "Want you now...."

"Come over at seven and you can have me." I whispered. "I'll make you cum
and cum...."

"Make me cum now." He said, giving me the most desperate look.

I grinned. Why not? I thought. I made him spew in the fucking living room
full of people...I sure as hell can suck him off in his own room. I stood
and walked to the door and engaged the lock.

"Jesus." He whispered, the lust evident on his face.

I grinned as I began to undo his pants. He watched, wide-eyed. He raised
his rump off the bed and I pulled his pants down. I reached for his
underwear but he had beat me to the punch, hooking his thumbs into the
waistband and pushing them to his knees.

I had been right about the size, damn near as big as mine and almost as
fat.

"Holy fuck." I whispered as I moved in, my mouth watering as his teenage
smells hit my nose. I swallowed him quickly to the balls.

"Awwwwww Christ, Uncle Kenny." He whispered as I began to suck his fat
cock.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm...." I moaned, tasting his sweat as I worked him quickly up
and down.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." He sighed, his hips rising and falling as I
coated him with my saliva.

I released him with a "pop" and went down on his balls. "Ahhhh my God." He
moaned as he tried to spread further.

I raised my head and began to remove his pants and underwear. "Take off
your fuckin' shirt, stud." I whispered. Grinning, he complied.

I tossed his pants and undies carelessly on the floor. Taking his cock in
my left hand, I attacked his left nipple, sucking it, feeling it harden in
my mouth as I jacked him up and down. I spent a few moments on the right
one before going down on him again, sucking his thick crank up and down,
then headed for his balls once again. This time the boy was able to spread
his legs....more of his sweaty, teenage boy smells hit my nose as his legs
parted.

"Ahhhhhh Christ, Uncle Kenny....that feels sooooo goooood." He moaned as
his legs parted further.

I licked down farther between his legs as he arched his back, spreading
further still.

"Roll over, buddy....wanna check out your sweet little butt." I whispered,
all the while knowing time was short. Dylan usually took ages to get ready,
but I knew he would hurry tonight.

The teenager rolled over, his hips still moving up and down as he rubbed
his cock into the blankets.

"Spread 'em, buddy.....yeahhhh....further, spread 'em as far as you can,
dude." I whispered. "Ahhhhh fuck, kid....you have such a fine little ass."
I said as I took a smooth globe in each hand, rubbing, squeezing, eyeing
his perfect, pink little hole. I moved my left hand into his crack,
brushing my fingers against his hole.

"Uuuuuaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." He sighed deeply.

"You clean down there, dude?" I asked, smelling my fingers. All I could
smell was the intoxicating smell of his teenage sweat.

"I think so....showered a couple hours ago."

I moved in quickly, covering his asshole with my open mouth, licking the
sweet, spasming little slit. Saliva ran from my mouth, running between his
legs.

"Jesus fuck!......uuuuuuuuuaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." He moaned.

"Ever have a rim-job before, dude?" I asked softly.

"Jesus....no....please don't stop." He whimpered. I was more than happy to
go back for more. I stuck my tongue out and licked him as deep as I
could. I was rewarded with some high pitched squeels of delight as his hot
young rump left the bed. Nathan pushed up with his ass, pushing it into my
face. "Ahhhh....harder....ahhhh Harder....Christ that feels so fuckin'
good....ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." he sighed on and on.

Reaching between his legs, I grasped the steel rod I found there, jacking
it up and down while I worked harder. His asshole dialated and relaxed, so
I shoved my tongue in deeper, fucking him with it as I picked up speed with
my hand.

"Ahhh CHRIST!" He moaned. "Ahhhh my fucking CHRIST!"

I felt his thick tool swell in my hand. I pushed my other hand between his
legs to catch the hot liquid treasure as I worked my sore tongue harder
still. A primitive, animal sound escaped the boys mouth as he began to
spurt into my hand, his muscular butt humped against my mouth as he came
and came. Finally, his groaning stoped as he lay panting, his ass still in
the air.

I brought my hand from between his legs...it was damn near over flowing. I
spread the sticky stuff on his crack, his butt cheeks, his cock and
balls....then began to process of cleaning him up. Licking his delicious
spunk off his crotch as he sighed contentedly.

Finally, I rose...licking my fingers. The boy's hips slowly decended onto
the bed as he lay panting. I moved to his ear, whispering.

"That is NOTHING compared to what I will do to you if you come over
now.....get your ass up and get dressed...I will stall Dylan while you ask
your mom."

The boy was up in a heartbeat, reaching for his clothes.

I grinned, then adjusted my own cock before heading for the door.


***

Hi Guys....

Hope you all enjoyed this short one....or do you think it needs to
continue? (I personally like the ending....not really sure where I would
take it next) As always, let me know what you think.
phangasm@operamail.com

Cheers!

'gasm