Date: Sat, 23 Jan 2016 14:28:24 +0700
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Jamie and Uncle George 58

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This story is completely fictional. It contains descriptions of sexual
interactions between a teenager, his uncle and other males.

Comments welcome at colin4men@gmail.com



JAMIE AND UNCLE GEORGE

Chapter 58


Jamie was the first person awake on Christmas morning. He wanted to get up
and open his presents but he knew he'd have to wait until the others got
up. He listened to his dad gently snoring and smiled as he remembered the
sex party downstairs the previous evening and then the private fun in bed
afterwards.

Playing with his stiff cock, Jamie recalled the sixty-nine session with his
dad and how they had gone from sucking each other's cocks to rimming each
other. And then his dad had fucked him - a long fuck due to Andy having cum
a short time earlier. Jamie had cum while being fucked. His dad had kept
his cock inside Jamie's arse after fucking him and, at Jamie's request, had
pissed up his arse. Jamie got a thrill from doing something so dirty and he
knew his dad would never have agreed to it if he hadn't drunk so much. His
dad had been sound asleep when Jamie returned from emptying his bowels so
Jamie had wanked off alone wondering if he might drink some of his dad's
piss next time.

Thinking of piss, Jamie realised he needed to relieve himself now. He got
out of bed and went to the bathroom. He tried to get back into bed without
disturbing his dad but he didn't succeed. "Oh, my head." Andy groaned and
closed his eyes again.

Jamie had never seen his dad with a hangover but he knew that is what it
would be. "I'll get you some paracetamol, Dad," he said. He knew there was
some in his uncle's bathroom cabinet so he went to his uncle's room and
listened outside the door. No sound could be heard so he quietly opened the
door and crept inside. He smiled when he saw Anders and his uncle lying
asleep close together and wished he could join them. However he had to help
his dad so he found the paracetamol and went back to the other room with it
and a large glass of water.

"Thanks, son," said Andy as he drained the glass of water. "I'll be fine in
a little while." Jamie smiled and got back into bed, cuddling up close to
his dad.

About an hour later, Jamie heard movement in the corridor and he slipped
out of bed. He found Anders looking a bit rough and rubbing his
forehead. "Do you have a headache too?" Jamie asked. Anders nodded then
winced. "I'll get the paracetamol," said Jamie.

A short time later, Jamie was sitting in the kitchen eating cereal while
Anders sipped a strong black coffee. Nothing much was said. Then George
came in looking his normal self. "I'm hungry this morning. Does anyone else
fancy bacon and eggs?"

"I do," replied Jamie. Anders just shook his head.

George sang to himself as he cooked breakfast. "Do you think your dad will
want some?" he asked Jamie.

"He'll probably just want toast. He's suffering the same as Anders." Jamie
grinned.  "Speak of the devil..."

Andy entered at that point. "Morning." He looked at the others and took a
seat beside Anders.

Jamie poured him a cup of coffee. "Toast, Dad?" Andy nodded.

It was a quieter than normal breakfast and Jamie kept his voice low when he
chatted to his uncle. Once the dishes were washed and put away, George
said, "I think it's time to open the presents."

Jamie couldn't help get excited as he followed George through to the living
room. Andy and Anders followed the pair, not wanting to spoil things for
the boy. "This is from me," said George.

The brown paper wrapping did nothing to hide the fact that it was a
bicycle. Jamie ripped the paper off, admired the gleaming bike and then
gave his uncle a kiss and a huge hug. "Thanks, Uncle George. It's
fantastic!"

Jamie took his small gifts from under the Christmas tree and handed them to
the adults. They all expressed pleasure and thanked Jamie. "My present to
you is under the tree," Anders said to Jamie.

"So are mine," added Andy.

Jamie found what appeared to be a book with his name on the gift tag. "The
Oor Wullie annual, and an envelope." He smiled up at his dad.

"I know you love Oor Wullie. The envelope contains money so that you can
buy clothes to suit yourself," said Andy. "I rarely see you wearing clothes
so I don't know what you like these days." Jamie grinned and thanked his
dad.

The next box was also from his dad. "A transistor radio! Thanks, Dad."
Jamie had a huge smile as he switched the radio on and found a local pop
station.

The final package was from Anders and it turned out to be a camera. "I
thought you might want to take some photos when you visit Sweden," said
Anders.

"Oh, I will. Thank you very much." Jamie gave Anders a kiss and a big hug.

"And thank you, Dad." Jamie moved to his dad and hugged him tightly.

Andy kissed the top of his son's head. "Your mum sent money and some
Belgian chocolates. I forgot to bring them down."

"I'll get them later. Can I go outside and try out the bike?" Jamie asked.

"Only once you put some clothes on," replied Andy. "It's warm in here but
it will be chilly outside.

Jamie grinned and hurried upstairs to get dressed.

***


Jamie cycled in front of the house for a while and then headed towards
Josef's house. The huge black man was returning from the stables and he
gave Jamie a smile and a wave. "Hey, Josef. Merry Christmas!" shouted
Jamie. "Do you like my new bicycle?"

"Merry Christmas, Jamie. The bicycle looks very good," replied Josef. "Come
inside. I have something for you."

Jamie was curious. He parked his bike and followed Josef into his
house. "It's just a book about horses but I hope you like it," Josef said
as he handed Jamie the present.

"It's lovely," Jamie said as he flicked through the pages and looked at the
pictures. "I'm sorry but I didn't buy you a Christmas present."

"That's okay. I wasn't expecting a present from you," said Josef.

"I need to get back to the others soon but I'd love to give you a blowjob."
Jamie grinned at the black man.

"I'd love that." Josef smiled at Jamie.

The boy knelt down and opened Josef's jeans to take the large, now
semi-hard black cock in his small hands. He kissed the cockhead then
started licking the shaft, marvelling as it slowly lengthened and
stiffened.  Jamie could no longer get his fingers completely around the
shaft by the time the cock was fully erect. At 10.5 inch (26.5 cm) long and
very thick, it was a very nice impressive cock.

Jamie licked the cockhead and then took it into his mouth to suck it, while
wanking it gently. He used the tip of his tongue to tease the glans and the
piss-slit and enjoyed tasting the pre-cum which started flowing. And then
Jamie went back to sucking the big black cock again.

Josef loved the feel of the boy's fingers, lips and tongue on his cock and
balls. He also loved the erotic sight of the young boy on his knees
servicing him. It wasn't long before he was spunking off and filling
Jamie's mouth with think cum. As always he produced a huge load but Jamie
was able to swallow it all.



When Jamie returned home, Anders was feeling much better. He called Jamie
over and gave him a large envelope. "I meant to give you this last night
but I'm afraid I got a bit drunk. It's something from Sture."

Jamie ripped the envelope open and found a Christmas card with a loving
message and some photographs. One of the photos showed Sture in skimpy swim
briefs and Jamie gazed at it for several minutes. He looked over and saw
that his dad and his uncle were deep in conversation. "Come upstairs with
me, Anders. I want to give you something." Jamie winked at the tall Swede.

Anders happily followed Jamie to his bedroom and accepted a kiss from
him. Then he stood and watched the boy undress.

"You know I'm in love with Sture," said Jamie as he finished stripping
off. "But I love you too and I want you to fuck me. Will you fuck me,
please?"

"I'd love to," replied Anders. He pulled the boy closer and kissed. Then he
lifted him and carried over onto the bed. Anders quickly undressed and
joined Jamie on the bed. They kissed again and then moved into a sixty-nine
position, sucking each other's stiff cocks.

Several minutes passed and then Jamie moved back. "I'm really horny,
Anders. Fuck me now, please!"

Anders said nothing. He just turned Jamie onto his front and began rimming
him. The boy sighed as the hot tongue got to work. It didn't take Anders
long to open Jamie up.  He used his tongue, then one finger and then
two. Jamie was now moaning and pre-cum dribbled down his cock. "Oh, fuck me
now! Please fuck me hard!" Jamie begged.

Anders reached for the always handy KY jelly and lubricated his 9 inch (23
cm) long cock. Seconds later his cock was slowly sliding into Jamie's eager
arsehole. "Ooh, yeah. That's better. That's what I need," said Jamie.

As soon as his cock was buried deep inside the youngster, Anders gripped
Jamie's waist and then he began fucking him. Jamie had asked to be fucked
hard and that is what happened. Anders immediately began pounding hard,
pulling back and then ramming back deep inside each time. As he slammed
against Jamie's buttocks, his large balls bounced against Jamie's smaller
ones. His movements became faster and faster. Jamie's moans became louder
and louder. And then Jamie cried out, "I'm cumming!" and he began spunking
off. Anders' thrusts became even more forceful and then seconds later he
gasped and started flooding the boy's hole with his spunk.

The pair collapsed on the bed with Anders hugging the boy tightly. Both
breathed deeply as they recovered from their exertions. "Thanks,
Anders. That was great," said Jamie after a few minutes. Anders smiled and
gave the boy a kiss. "Do I smell turkey?" Jamie asked a few moments later.

Anders laughed. "Probably. It will be ready soon. Let's clean up and go
back downstairs. Your dad will be wondering what you're doing."


A short time later everyone was sitting down to Christmas Dinner. It was
more French than traditional British but the Scots didn't complain. They
all enjoyed the foie-gras starter, the chestnut-stuffed turkey with all the
trimmings, a refreshing salad, cheese and finally the Buche de Noel or Yule
Log.

"I've never felt so stuffed," announced Jamie as he patted his stomach.

"No?" Anders smiled, amazed at how much the boy had eaten.

"Well, except maybe the first time Uncle George fucked me," Jamie said with
a huge grin.

"Don't make me laugh," said Andy, holding on to his stomach. "I'm too full
to move."

"There won't be any fucking tonight," said George. "We all need to relax
after that feast."

Jamie just smiled, happy at having been fucked before the meal. "I'll help
with the dishes," he said when Anders stood up. "Maybe you'll be ready for
a blowjob later."

George and Andy looked at each and smiled. "What sort of monster have you
created, George?" Andy asked.



To be continued