Date: Wed, 18 Feb 2009 14:49:51 -0800 (PST)
From: T Claybourn <silkystetson@yahoo.com>
Subject: You want me to do what--Moving IN

Thank you for all the wonderful feed back that everyone has sent.

For this part,  I should add a warning ;  so here it goes. "If you are not of age to read this, please be nice and leave," like that is going to happen.

Chapter Two

"You Want Me To Do What?" (Moving in)

On Wednesday, my Uncle Dan took me shopping for a new computer for
school. Like I said, I was more or less a geek; so I ended up with a
computer that cost over a grand, and would probably last me until I
graduated from college, or it crashed; whatever came first. Yeah, he also
got me some neat software, games, and one of those wireless printers,
"Cool, huh?" Once it was bought and paid for, we headed for the car. Uncle
Dan and I loaded it up into the trunk of his car; then got in the car and
buckled up,

"Chad." Dan called me, and I turned to look at him. "If for any reason you
need me to talk to Ryan, you let me know, alright?" I must have looked
confused, because he said, "I mean, if he gets too rough, or, umm, doesn't
hold up his end of the agreement, you will let me know, right?"

"Yeah, you or dad," I told him.

"No, you tell me, `cause I can put him in his place faster than your dad
can." He paused for a minute; then he turned and looked at me. "Chad, son,
mmmm, how to put this," Dan said, rubbing his jaw line. "Your dad and you
are alike in more ways than one. Mmm, just like Ryan and I are alike in
many ways." I was still lost in this conversation. "Damn it, child! Your
dad and you are what Ryan and I call pussy boys." Dan said, flat out. Now I
understood what he was trying to say.

"So you're saying, if I tell Dad Ryan's getting too rough with me, and Dad
confronts him, Ryan won't listen to him." Dan nodded his head. "But if I
tell you, Ryan will not only listen, but stop." Again, Dan nodded his
head. "I knew you were a smart one," Dan said, as he started the car.

"Have you ever had sex with a man or a girl?" Dan asked; he was still
glancing at me, and I shook my head. "Are you still a virgin?" My face must
have turned from pale brown to dark, cause, I heard the car engine being
turned off. "Buddy, no reason to be embarrassed; it's cool to be pure at
your age. It's just something Ryan needs to know; that way he'll know how
to handle the time when it comes," he said, putting his hand on my knee and
giving it a squeeze. "Your dad was still a virgin when we started, and he
was eighteen," he told me, as he gave me sly grin. "Let's go get something
to eat, so we can chat about what's going to happen," he said, and started
the car again. As we pulled out onto the street, I got to thinking,

"Where are going to go eat and talk about sex?" I asked.

"To a club I know. As long as you stay out of the bar, it's safe for you to
be in there," he said. "We just have to use the front entrance," he as he
turned the opposite way from home.

After a while, we ended up at this bar and grille; some guy was standing in
the alleyway, that who looked like he was a Hell's Angel, or something; he
gave me the `willies'.

"G, what's happening?" Dan asked the big guy.  "Nothing much, Dan. Who's
the little guy?" G asked Dan.  "G, this is my nephew, Chad; he belongs to
Chris," Dan told him. The big guy held out his hand, and I took it. His
hand was three times bigger than mine; I just had to,... I could not help
it; I had to check him out, and, god, he was huge; not just his crotch; his
whole body was huge. "Chad, son, stop staring; it's not nice," Dan told me;
I shook my head. G Laughed

"Nice to meet you, G," I told him, once I could speak.  "Same to you, son,"
G told me.

"Ok, buddy, let's go find lunch," Dan said, as we headed into the front of
the building. It didn't take us long to get a table; Dan talked with the
guy for a minute, and then we were led to a table way in the back; not by
the kitchen, but it was a nice little dark area of the room,

After we ordered our lunch, we just waited for it to be brought to us. Once
it was on the table, we were left alone.  Then we talked; and by the time
we left the building, I was rock hard. Dan probably was also, cause not
only did he tell me how two men have sex, he showed me on his laptop. The
warm air hit my face as we came out of the building, and Dan pointed to the
car, and I followed him like a good boy. He opened the door for me, and I
slid in, making sure nothing got hurt as I as I did so. The ride home was
quiet and fast. Once we were home, I jumped out of the car and headed
toward my room. Dan followed, but probably went looking for my dad.

I locked myself in the bathroom; it only took a few minutes for me to soak
a towel.


Saturday—The Move.

Saturday finally came; I was all excited to move out. My bags and things
were already packed, and moved to the apartment beforehand. Mom would not
let me go without a hearty breakfast. She said, "It's probably the last one
you for a while." which was probably true. Dad drove, since I hadn't a clue
where this apartment was located, but he did. I also was not good about
following directions.

We ended up two blocks from the college; it's one of the oldest apartment
buildings around. There were a lot of older people, mostly men, standing
around the outside, gabbing about this and that. Dad and I excused our
selves, stepped into the building, and headed to the elevator. He pushed
the number four on the panel. When the doors opened, we stepped out into a
bright hallway and headed to the end of the hall.  Dan must have figured
out, we were there, `cause just as dad reached for the knob, the door
opened; Dan had opened it for us.

Dad stepped in before me, giving Dan a hard hug, Dan returned it, and even
reached around Dad and squeezed Dad's ass cheeks. "Dan," dad yipped.

 "Easy, boy; he's already figured it out, so be quiet," Dan told him, with
a hard smack to Dad's ass cheek, which made dad jump.

"You told him?" dad snapped, and again Dan smacked Dad on the ass, a little
harder than the first time. I heard a quiet `oww' from dad, but that was
it,

"I had to, so he grasps it before it's laid out in front of him," Dan
said. "I thought you would have at least given him a heads up on how the
game is played," Dan said; he sounded annoyed.

"I thought I'd have more time," Dad said in a quiet voice.

"That's the problem; you're not supposed to think; you do as you're told,"
Dan said. "Anyway, Ryan had to step out for a few minutes, but he should be
back here soon," Dan said, as he got a beer out of the fridge. Dad also
grabbed one, but got it taken from him, and then his hand and his ass was
smacked. "No, you're driving," Dan said.

Dan sat down on the sofa, and Dad started to, but Dan shook his head `no.'
Dad sat down beside him, on the floor, with his feet pulled up under him
and his head on Dan's knee. Wow! This was so cool to see my dad submit to
his brother. "You might as well set too, son, because it may be a while
yet. I started to sit on the chair, but Dan shook his head, so, like my
dad, I sat on the floor on the other side of my uncle. I'm not sure how
long we sat, but it was in silence. Dan watched what he wanted to on the
TV, while Dad and I said nothing.  After a few minutes, there was a knock
on the door; then nothing. After a second or two, the door opens and Ryan
stepped in. God, was he ever handsome! He wore a wife beater shirt; his
shorts were the type that hung to the knees.

"Dad, Uncle Chris, cuz," Ryan said, as he stepped in.

"Hi," everyone said in unison. Ryan laughed; actually, we all did.

"Ok, boy's; let's get this over with, and then we'll leave you two alone,"
Dan said, with an authority in his voice.  Dan stood; then Dad did; then
Ryan came over and held out his hand to me. I took it and stood as he
pulled me up on my feet. Then the next thing I knew, he had me up in his
arms, and we were face to face; he gave me a smile "This is going to be so
cool," he told me. I just smiled at him; actually, I was nervous as
hell. Ryan must have sensed it. `Don't worry, pet; I wont hurt you,' he
whispered to me, as his nose touched mine, "much."  I gave him a nervous
grin; then he sat me on my feet.

Dan headed into the kitchen area of the place; on the table was a peace of
paper, and he reached over and picked it up. "Ok, boy's; this is a contract
between the four of us. I am not going to read all of it; Chad can read it
later, if he wants. Chad, your dad and Ryan have already read it. In a
nutshell, it states that you and Ryan will be partners until you both get
out of college That means that neither one of you are allowed to have sex
with anyone else for that time period. If either of you break the contract,
you'll have to deal with me, and trust me - you don't want that," Dan said,
lightly tapping his belt buckle. "Understood?"

"Yes, sir." Ryan and I said together. I got a whipping from Uncle Dan when
I was ten, and I don't want another one.

"Alright, you both have to sign," Dan said, handing us a pen. "I know you,
Chad, are not of legal age to sign a contract, but this is between us, and
we're family; so it's alright. Besides, your dad is going to co-sign it for
us," Dan said. Ryan signed where he was supposed to sign, and then I
signed; dad scribbled his signature under mine. Dan dated the paper, and
then went over to the printer and copied it, giving one to Ryan, and
pocketed the other one.  "Ok, let's go, Chris. That way, these two can get
to know each other better." Dad came over and gave me a hug, and the keys
to my car.  Uncle Dan gave Ryan a hug, then me, slipping something into my
back pocket. "Take it easy on that, alright?" Dan said, as he patted my
pocket. I mumbled a `yes sir' in his ear, and then they both left.


"Strip, boy," Ryan I was dumbfounded!  "You do know what strip means,
right?" he asked. I just nodded my head. "Then do it; all clothes,
including socks, are to be off. Ryan stood, with his arms crossed over his
chest, as I stripped off my clothes right there in the living room. For
some reason, I folded my clothes and laid them on the sofa, Ryan just
smiled at me. After I finished stripping, I stood with my legs spread a
little, and my hands behind my back. Why, I don't know; I just figured it
was the thing to do. "Nice, and very impressive," was all Ryan said, as he
came over to me. He motioned for me to turn around; so I did, very
slowly. I turned a complete circle, so he could see all of me.  I only
stopped when he told me to. "Bend over," he ordered, and I did, I bent and
grabbed my ankles, as his hand gently, but firmly, roamed over my naked
butt. Then I felt his finger gently slide over my hole, and I let out a
moan; I've
 never felt anything like that before. "You like that?" I only nodded my
head `yes.' Then he smacked my ass hard, and my whole body jerked forward;
if it was not for his hand on my shoulder, I probably would have gone face
first into the door.  "Put this on," I heard Ryan tell me; then I saw a
black silk thong in front of my face. I took it, and slid into it; I didn't
want Ryan to see how hard I was, but I guess it didn't matter
anymore. "Turn around," he said, and I did.  Then he reached into the thong
and pulled my dick upwards and put it into the middle.  "This is the only
thing you wear when you are home, unless someone is over; then you wear
clothes," Ryan said. "I'll get you six pair; one for each one day. The one
that is on the dresser will be the one I want you to wear, and you better
have it on when I get home; got it?" he asked. I just nodded my head `yes.'
"Good."

"Live with it," he told me.  I was about ready to throw the cell phone at
him, but the look I got made me change my mind in a hurry. "I wouldn't if,
I you!" Ryan said. I let out a huff and tossed it on my clothes.  "Pick
those up and put them in the room," Ryan said, as he pointed to a door. I
went and looked around it; there was only one big bed in there. "In case
you're wondering, we'll be sleeping in the same bed. Your computer is in
that room," he said, pointing to another door. I opened the door, and there
was the computer Dan had bought for me, all set up and ready to go.  Ryan's
computer was in the other corner of the room. His computer faced the wall,
whereas my screen faced his. "So I can see what you are doing while you're
on it," he said. `Can he read minds, or what?' On the far side was a bed,
one of those day beds. I just guessed it was for company. (I later found
out what it was there for, but that's
 another story.)

The rest of the morning was one big lesson. I was told what was expected of
me, how I was to act when his friends came around, and I was only allowed
to have company if I made arrangements beforehand. Oh, yeah; get these,
this: I was to call or text message him if I was going to be late coming
home. "How? I don't have a cell phone," I told him. He went over to the
desk and handed me a phone, one like you give a kid for emergency; it only
had five numbers on it: Dads, Dan's, Ryan's, my house number (I was allowed
to put one of my friend's numbers on it, and one only). "This sucks," I
told him. I was beginning to think I should of read the contract before I
signed it.


We had lunch, which was a sandwich and a soda; well, he had soda, I had
milk. The look I got was like `try me; I dare you.' Trust me, I didn't try
him.

The afternoon went kind of slow; all we did was get my stuff in place; he
let me keep what he wanted me to wear; the rest went back into the boxes
and put in his storage compartment in the basement.  Then I was informed
that all my school papers would go over to the school, and if Dad had to
jump my ass about anything, such as grades, skipping class, or anything
else, Ryan would also jump my ass, but probably ten times harder than Dad
did, so I best be watching myself.

After dinner is when it was computer time for Ryan; he let me have about
half hour to an hour on mine, mainly setting it up, and stuff like
that. Then I was told to come over and sit beside him. I went over, and
between his legs was one of those round dog pillows on the floor. I sat
just like I did that morning with my uncle - my legs under me and my head
on Ryan's knee.  I sat for so long my butt was getting tired, so I shifted
my weight to the other side. Then I felt Ryan's foot lightly kicking my
ass. I looked up at him; he shook his head `no.' "What, I'm not supposed to
move?" I asked.

"Not unless I say so," he told me. I let out a sigh and rolled my eyes, but
got settled back into place, and Ryan laughed.  I glanced up at the
computer; he was chatting with someone named `nine inches.' "Go get me a
soda," he ordered. I got up and went to his fridge. "Grab those cookies,
also," he ordered. I just shook my head and grabbed the cookies off the top
of the fridge, and headed back to him.  "Is there anything else, Master," I
asked in a smart-ass voice.  "No," he told me, giving me a glare.  "Sorry,"
I told him, as I handed him the stuff. Before I knew what was going on, he
had me across his lap. He gave me five stinging swats to the bare cheeks,
then stood me up again.  "Don't get smart with me, boi." he said, shaking
his finger at me.  "Yes, sir," I told him, taking my place between his legs
again.  I had just turned my head to rest on his leg, when I noticed his
dick was hard and long. God! Ryan's dick hung out one leg of his shorts;
the head was huge! I sat there staring at it, as a drop of a pre-cum
dripped from the tip of it onto the cushion of the chair; Ryan paid no mind
to it.  I looked up at Ryan; he just roughs up my hair and went back to
typing with his online buddy.  I shifted my head closer to his dick, and
licked the head of it; Ryan's body shivered. I looked up at him, and he was
smiling down at me. "Go ahead; lick it," he told me; I did. I licked it
repeatedly, like a dog licking his own nuts. "Suck it, baby," Ryan purred
to me. I got up on my knees and sucked the head into my mouth. Ryan slid
down into the chair a little, and moaned. I tried to get more of his dick
into my mouth, but his shorts were stopping me.  I finally got tired of it,
and reached into his shorts and pulled it out. Ryan took a deep breath, as
my mouth went over the head, and I sucked it down my throat, I was not able
to deep-throat him, but I did manage to get about half of it in my mouth
before the gag reflex hit; so I pulled off.

"Easy, baby; there's time to learn that," he told me. I stayed on my knees,
bobbing my head up and down for awhile. "Oh, God!" was all Ryan said,
before I got my mouth full of warm sweet spunk. I sat back and licked what
was on my lips and chin. Ryan took his fist and jerked more out of his
dick, and placed his fist in front of my mouth, I smiled at him, and licked
it clean. Ryan just smiled back at me, and handed me his soda. "Take a
drink," he told me. I took a swallow, and it burned all the way down.  I
guess it was because my throat was a little raw. Now what happened next was
a total surprise.

Ryan pushed the key board aside and pulled me up onto my feet. His hands
pulled my thong off fast; then he lifted me up and sat me on his desk, with
my legs dangling off. "Lay back," he ordered; I did. Ryan's mouth engulfed
my penis; his mouth was warm and wet. Ryan pulled off my dick and rolled me
over. Opening up my cheeks, he buried his face in between them and licked
my ass, I almost shot my load right there. "Try not to cum baby," he told
me; his voice was soft and full of lust.  I am not sure how long Ryan ate
out my ass, but it seemed like it went on for hours. The next thing I knew,
he rolled me back over on to my back and went back to sucking me. I felt
him wiggle his finger in between my cheeks, so I grabbed my cheeks and
pulled them apart to open for him. The next thing I felt was a finger going
up into my hole; Ryan's finger and mouth kept time.

 "I need to cum." I told him between gasps.  I felt him shake his head
`no.' I felt him put another finger up my ass; every now and then he would
hit something, and it would send my body into spasms.  I turned my head
toward the computer screen and lost it; I shot my load deep into his mouth.
Ryan drank what I could give him, and slowly be brought the finger fucking
to an end. As he pulled his fingers out, he gave my dick a lick and a nip.
"You like that?" he asked, as he pulled me to him. I could only nod my
head. Ryan then pulled me up, grabbed a hand full of my hair, and pulled my
head back. The next thing I knew, his mouth was on my lips, and we were
kissing deep and heavy. I could taste my spunk on his tongue. Ryan pulled
me closer to him, my legs wrapped around his waist as we kissed, both
hungry for each other. He sat back in his chair, and I rubbed my ass on his
now hard dick. Ryan didn't stop me; I continued to rub my naked ass on his
dick, and his breathing became labored; he pulled back and pushed my face
to his chest, and I sucked his nipple into my mouth like a hungry baby
wanting milk. Ryan's hand came around and played with my hole, as he gasped
and shot his hot spunk up between us. I felt it hit my chin, and that's
when I shot my second load. I looked up at Ryan, and he smiled at me. "Dad
said you're a virgin," he said.  I just smiled at him.

"I am," I told him, taking his nipple back into my mouth.