Date: Thu, 29 Dec 2011 02:46:02 +0000
From: soronery@hushmail.com
Subject: Matthew and Patrick, A Hot Summer, Part Two

***This work is complete fiction. None of the characters in this story are
real. The events in this story have never happened*****

	Enjoy!

	soronery@hushmail.com

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This is part two of my series; Matthew and Patrick, A Hot Summer.

	Please look that up and read first as this story picks up immediately
after the events of that story.

	The email address in that post is now defunct, my new address is
soronery@hushmail.com.

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	We slept until twilight, then we both stirred back to consciousness
at the same time.

Matthew yawned and stretched out on top of me, and gave a giggle when I
yawned and stretched out too.

Then he shivered and I realized it had cooled a lot since the afternoon.

I put my arms round Matthew and held him tight to try to warm him up.



	"Why don't we head home, it's pretty late. I was supposed to have
you in bed at 8, it must be at least 10 now."

"Sure" he said, yawning again and rubbing his eyes adorably.

Earlier in the afternoon we had worked up quite a sweat, which was probably
making us colder now.

As well as that, I knew that Matthew had a lot of my cum on his back, but
he didn't complain about it making him colder.

Matthew was still pretty sleepy, so I held him close and stood up.

He put his arms around my neck and rested his sleepy head on my shoulder,
and I supported him with one hand behind his back and one supporting his
little butt.

he gave a soft moan of contentment, and I decided our clothes could stay
here until morning, and I walked back to the farmhouse holding him, both of
us completely naked.

it was nice to be under the stars holding my beautiful little nephew close
to me.

When we got back to the house, and I had switched on all of the lights,
Matthew started to wake up. Sleeping for most of the afternoon meant that
by the time we got back to the house neither of us was particularly tired.

"You hungry kiddo?" I asked.

"Yeah I'm starving, uncle Patrick" he said, rubbing his little tummy He
gave another little shiver so I told him since we left our clothes back in
the field he should run upstairs and get something fresh to wear, as much
as i didn't want him to cover up that flawless little body.

"Awwww, do I have to? it's much more fun being nekkie Patrick." he said.

It wasn't like I wanted to argue the point, so I flicked on the heating to
warm the place up so we could stay naked.

I started to make sandwiches, and while I was working, Matthew was getting
restless. It seemed like our long nap together had made him a little
hyperactive.

He was chatting non-stop and walking around the kitchen.

He kept brushing up against me, wanting it to seem accidental, which made
me smile.

We ate our first sandwiches standing up, and then he wanted more so I
started again.

He had calmed down a little so now he just stood beside me, leaning a
little against me. His head only came up to about my waist, and he was
running his hand casually up and down the inside of my thigh.

He leaned his head against my hip, and his hair felt so soft on my skin. I
think I felt my face flush, and I knew that wasn't the only part of my body
that blood was now flowing to.

I slowed down the sandwich making because I wanted to drag this out - it
just felt so nice. I sneaked a quick glance down at Matthew, and saw that
he was looking at my dick, which was now at half mast. He was idly fondling
his own little boyhood, pulling back his foreskin like I showed him
earlier, and also fondling his tiny little scrotum. When I saw that, my
seventeen year old dick rose rapidly and became fully erect, only inches
from Matthew's wide little eyes and plump, red lips.

By this stage I had abandoned the sandwich-making completely and was just
standing there, looking down at my naked little 10 year old nephew, wanting
this moment to last as long as possible.

I then had a sly idea and, pretending I needed to reach something further
down the counter, I leaned forward a little and swiveled my hips around
suddenly, reaching over Matthew's head.

The blood-filled head of my hard dick swung around and lightly pressed
against Matthew's bright red lips for a few beautiful seconds before,
surprised by this, Matthew mumbled "Oh" and moved away slightly out of
surprise.

For a second I thought I had freaked him out and I focused fully on making
the sandwiches again. I didn't want to look down at Matthew again in case i
saw that he was upset or pissed off.

But then I felt his hair brush my hip again and he leaned against me and
giggled slightly.

Matthews little giggle is one of the sweetest sounds I think I will ever
hear.

I relaxed again but I still focused on what I was doing.

But after a few seconds, his body shifted a little and I felt his hair move
forward and all at once he leaned his head around my hip and pressed his
lips against the bright, smooth head of my dick and held them there. I
moaned deeply and felt a rush of love and bliss at that beautiful gesture.

"Hehe, was it ok to do that ?Uncle Patrick?" he asked, once again leaning
against me with his arm around my leg.

"Yeah Matthew that was lovely, thanks" I said. "That's something boys do
when they really like each other a lot"

"Cool, well i really like you a lot" he said, "we really like each other,
don't we?"

"Yeah, we definitely do Matthew."

By this stage I had permanently abandoned the sandwiches.

Matthew moved forward and said "cool!" He pressed his lips against the head
of my dick again (my foreskin was pulled completely back by this stage),
and made a smooch sound as he kissed me again and giggled. Then he slowly
pressed his lips once again against my cock head and held them there. I
could feel the soft breath from his nose against my shaft. Then he parted
his beautiful lips slightly, allowing me to enter his mouth a little
bit. Once he realized that this felt ok, he took a little more of me into
his mouth. My teenage body was as still and hard as a statue as I stood
there with the head of my penis in Matthews gorgeous mouth. I could feel
electricity in each and every nerve of my cock head. It was as if this
amazing energy was surging form this beautiful boy into me through the tip
of my penis.

I could feel the spit inside his mouth and then, I could barely believe it,
I felt his little tongue rubbing against the slit at the end of my cock,
pushing gently inside of it.

I moaned loudly and deeply again, and my body shuddered with pleasure.

"Mmmm" said Matthew "you taste weird" and he giggled.

"Am I salty?" i asked "Yeah, it's weird" he said and put his mouth around
my cock head again. he licked a little more vigorously this time, really
wanting to taste more of me, and I said "Oh!" loudly.

Matthew giggled and I said" that's like the most sensitive part of a boy
Matthew. It feels really nice when you do that. What you tasted was called
pre-cum".

"Oh ok" he said, looking a little confused.

	I crouched down so I was eye level with him.

	"You know when we were in the field earlier today and something
came out of me and onto your back?"

"Yeah I remember. It was warm. I kinda thought you peed a little on me", he
said and we both laughed.

"Not exactly, kid. When boys get really excited down there, eventually this
stuff called cum shoots out of their penis. That's what came out of me onto
your back earlier."

"Oh" he said.

After a few seconds he went on, "but when I put mine into your butt, I got
a really good feeling all over, but nothing came out of my peepee."

"Well, it will kiddo, just give it time. You're a little young. It'll
happen soon. It happened to me when I was a little older than you are
now. Only I didn't have anyone to explain it to me."

"I don't want a sandwich anymore" he said. "Can we go into the living
room?"

"Sure".


	I thought maybe he was finished with sex stuff for one day, and i
didn't want to force it, so I put on my Goonies DVD and we both sat on the
sofa. We were lying down and I had Matthew in my arms in front of me. My
dick was still rock hard, and was pressing against the small of Matthew's
back. It was still a bit wet and sticky with his spit, but I definitely
didn't want to clean that up, and i figured he was ok having it pressed
against him at this stage. We were both pretty comfortable with each
other's bodies.

After only about ten minutes though, Matthew started to shift his position.

Without saying a word, he turned around to face me and worked his way down
the sofa, until his face was in front of my hips.

He looked at my penis for a few seconds, until I gently pushed my hips
forward, only a fraction.

He responded by opening his mouth wide, and letting me enter him.

He could only take a couple of inches of my teenage cock inside his perfect
little ten year old mouth, but that was enough. He put his hands on my hips
to steady himself.

I hadn't explained oral sex in any detail, so he was testing it out, trying
different things. I let him go as slowly was he wanted.

At first he kept it in his mouth while licking all over my cockhead with
his tongue.

He started to move his head, getting his tongue all around to taste every
bit of me.

He pushed his tongue into the end of my urethra, and I sucked in air
sharply at the strong sensation. He learned from this and was more gentle
then, just rubbing the tip of his tongue against the opening in my cock.

Then he took it out of his mouth and started licking it all over like a big
flesh lollypop. He licked up and down the shaft, slipping in kisses as
well.

Then he opened his mouth wide again and took me inside of him as deeply as
he could. I could tell he was really trying as hard as he could, and I felt
so much warmth and love for him right then that I find it hard to describe
here.

My little nephew was trying his level best to please his seventeen year old
uncle. I was so proud.

He moved his head up and down. He gripped my shaft with his hand as he
moved his head faster and faster around my cock. I was getting close, and I
think he could sense it. Through his grip on my shaft he must have felt the
blood pumping hard into my cock.

I was gently sway my hips and he got into a nice rhythm as I began moaning
loudly with pleasure and anticipation. He was working my cock so well, it
was as if we were reading each other's minds.

The ecstasy built and built, more and more rapidly and I was pushing into
him now, slightly deeper each time until I felt myself hitting the back of
his throat.

A few seconds more of that, lightly pounding the back of Matthew's throat,
with his doing his best not to gag, and I pushed and pushed and
then........

......oh my god... fucking bliss. I came and came into Matthew's mouth and
I screamed out, my lithe body slick with sweat. I felt tears on my face as
I pumped cum into my nephew's mouth. He did so well, even as I was gushing
cum into him, he never once removed his mouth from my cock. I could hear
him swallowing while I was still emptying myself into him.

Only when I was completely empty did Matthew let my cock out of his
mouth. I lay there in so much bliss I could barely move. I looked down at
Matthew and smiled.

He looked back at me and my heart dropped to see tears in his eyes.

"Matthew. Hey kid, what is it? please don't cry, that was sooo good", I
said.

"I..." he said, "I drank it, uncle Patrick. Was that ok?"

I laughed gently and moved him back up the couch so he was facing me.

I put my arms around his body and held him close.

"Of course that's ok Matthew. That means you really like me, so I'm really,
really happy that you did that."

His face blossomed into a wide grin and he sniffled and wiped his tears in
my chest.

When he lifted his head to face me again I pressed my mouth to his and we
held a sweet, innocent, kiss for at least a minute, as we embraced each
other.

"I love you Matthew", I said.

"I love you too Uncle Patrick".