Date: Sat, 28 Jan 2012 20:21:30 -0800 From: Eric James Subject: EJ and Uncle Zee Pt 1 This story is a complete work of fiction, but the characters are loosly based on real people. This story will be a series that has elements, of incest, underage boy with underage boy with adult male. If you don't like what you are reading, well then move on or if this type of literature is illegal in your area, then move along as well. This is my first attempt at writing something like this. Email me with comments please (keep them respectful) Eric.z.james@live.com EJ and Uncle Zee (pt 1) 3:30 in the morning I hear the most annoying noise and buzzing going off that wakes me out of the most amazing sex dream imaginable. I slightly open my eyes to figure out where I am and where the hell that noise is coming from. Realizing it's a cell phone ringing, I try to turn over to smack Chris awake but I can't. I'm pinned; he has me pinned in a huge bear hug softly snoring with his stiff cock parked between my ass cheeks. I love how we sleep, always with his arms wrapped around me spooning me, or on his stomach with my legs draped over his with my arm across his back and my head on his shoulder blade, always naked. But how can he sleep through that God awful noise? I forget that I was trained to be a light sleeper and he is not. I pinch his leg hard to get him to wake up. "Ouch, what the hell was that for" "Answer your damn phone" I said, trying to go back to sleep. "It's not my phone asshole, it's coming from inside your night stand" he said with an attitude before starting to lightly snore again. "Shit" I thought to myself, it's my back up phone. Only two people have the number to the secure BlackBerry I keep in my night stand; my sister and my dad, my sister lives in the same building as I do, and she's not on an assignment right now so it must be my dad, and it must be big if he's calling this phone. I throw Chris' arm to the side so I can sit up. I open my night stand and retrieve the BlackBerry and hit TALK. "Hello" "Yes, this is General James office, can I patch you through to him" the woman on the other line said. I looked at Chris who was out to the world, I got up and walked into the bathroom and closed the door then replied "Yeah, sure" After a few clicks of transferring between secure lines, the line picked back up. "Zavier?" "Yes dad, what's up?" "I need you to do something for me, of extreme importance" "Dad I told you I didn't wanna go out anymore missions" I tried to argue. He cut me off before I can say anything else. "I need you to get to your Uncle Otis' farm right away, your sister is already there" the sound in his voice was stern, which I never question, but there was a hint of concern as well. "Dad what's going on?" "Aunt Harriett was found dead, Otis knows who's behind and thinks they are coming back for Eric" After hearing that, I was wide awake and trembling. "There is a jet on the tarmac at Pearson waiting for you, and Zee you know my rules" "Yes dad, no prisoners, got it" I replied before hanging up the phone. I moved with lightning speed, not even pausing to think about what I was getting myself into; I didn't care, they were family and I would give my life before I let anything happen to them. I grabbed my Kevlar duffle bag from out of the closet in the guest bedroom then ran back to my bedroom and ran into my walk-in closet. In the back of my expansive walk in closet are two large floor to ceiling bullet proof frosted glass cabinets that can only be opened by finger print and retina scan. I knew Chris always wondered what was in there but he never asked, smart man. I opened the cabinets and began to retrieve the items I needed. Boots, Kevlar gloves, light weight body armor, shirt, cargo pants, twin Sig 9mm, Glock 45mm with matching holsters, regular and extended mags. I started to pack my favorite AR 15 but got a text on my emergency BlackBerry from my sister saying not to pack heavy so I put it back. I got dressed in a pair of jeans with a t-shirt, H&M jacket and Prada boots. I packed my gear, grabbed my passport and sanction ID issued by my father, sealed the cabinets and holstered one of the sigs on the back of my pants. I gave Chris a kiss on his forehead, careful not to wake him knowing full well I wouldn't, the man can sleep through the end of the world. I wrote him a note saying not to call, but I would call him, that I loved him and will be back soon. I left my everyday cell phone in the desk in my office, grabbed my bad and off to hail a cab. I boarded the private jet, took my seat and asked for coffee, it was 4:30 and I needed to be on my toes by the time we landed. We took off and the tension I was feeling eased a bit. I was flooded with memories of the farm. I hadn't been there since I was 16, right before Eric was born. I spent a lot of time there when I was a kid but less after my Uncle Otis got out of the military. I had a lot of my firsts there; the first time I road a horse, the first time a shot a gun, the first time a broke a bone and the first time I ever tasted a man's cum, that being my uncle Otis. I grew up doing things most people would consider strange behavior, but it was normal to me. When I was 8 my father told me I was going to be a strong man because he would teach me to be a strong man. He entered me into martial arts and I played football, he told me anything that forces body contact between other strong people is character building. He also taught me to be very comfortable with my body, he walked around naked all the time growing up, even in front of my sister and since my mother was Hawaiian and free spirited, she never questioned it, it became second nature, and since my father was my hero, at that age I did everything he did and told me to do. At 9 years old he also taught me self pleasure, saying "When your in combat, in the wilderness sometimes by yourself, you have to know how to relieve your stress and pleasure yourself to keep your focus perfect" When he would bathe me, he would strip down and get in the tub with me and soap me up. He would rub his soapy hands all over my body and grab my 8 year old dick between his fingers and rub it softly sending shivers up my spine and making it hard as a brick. It always amazed me when my little cock would stand straight out from my body. "Doesn't that feel good son?" I nodded my reply "Now you grab daddies dick and make him feel good too boy" Like I said, he was and still is my hero and I would do anything he told me at that age. I loved playing with his cock; it was so fucking huge, like a babies arm. I would wrap both my hands around it in the soapy water and move them up and down. He would tell me to lick it and put it in my mouth and I would do it without hesitation. It was so big it would make my mouth hurt. Not now though, now I can swallow that sucker whole all the way to his balls. Yes, I still have sex with my dad, why wouldn't I, he has been and always will be my hero and the best fuck of my life. Back to our bath time. I would jerk his big cock and lick and suck the head all while giggling like a little school girl. I would make him shoot gobs and gobs of cum, but he would never let me taste it which always made me mad, I always wanted to taste it. I think my most memorable experience was after I won my first karate tournament at 10 years old. Dad and Uncle Otis were on leave for 2 weeks and the tournament was in Texas so we decided to stay on the farm afterwards for the rest of the two weeks. After an early supper my dad told the women that we were going to have a men's night of camping out back to celebrate my win, I was ecstatic, beaming from ear to ear. My mom made some sandwiches and packed some cookies, chips and juice for me and beer for the men. Grandpa Joe (Uncle Otis' father) put the camping gear in the back of his pick-up and the four of us headed to the farthest part of the farm near the back barn and swimming hole. We set up camp which consisted of a huge 6 person tent, a camp fire, the ice chest with the snacks and beer, four lawn chairs, 3 men and an eager young boy. My dad, Uncle Otis and Grandpa Joe all told me stories of the battles they had experienced while they chugged back their beers and sucked on their cigars. I sat on my uncle's lap and listened contently, eating up every story the told me. After a few hours my dad said it was time to hit the hay and that I can sleep naked if I wanted to seeing as it was a hot summer Texas night, he also told me there was something he wanted to share with me before I went to sleep. I climbed in the tent and got undressed and the 3 men came in and did the same. I was in shock and awe as I saw Uncle Otis and Grandpa Joe naked. Uncle Otis was built like dad, tall about 6'2 muscular with a lightly hairy chest and legs, he shaved his pubes and balls just like my dad, the only difference other then them being white and black was that my dad's cock was a huge 9 ½ uncut inches and Uncle Otis had a smooth 7 inch cut cock. Grandpa Joe was big and hairy but not fat, he always reminded me of a real size version of Paul Bunyan just with gray hair. He had a huge circumsized cock that was almost the same size as my dad's, he caught me staring at it slack jawed and smirked saying "That's what you call Texas corn fed beef" we all laughed. My dad told me to lay down next to him and I did, he began to rub his hand up my leg causing me to giggle. He kept rubbing my leg and then brought his hand up to my little boy dick and started to rub it softly with his rough fingers until it got hard and stuck straight out almost 3 inches. I got scared and grabbed his hand looking at him deep in the eyes, I would have never stopped him, but anytime he touched me like this we were always alone and he always said "a soldier never tells" which I promised I would never do. He saw the caution in my eyes and said "its ok son, Uncle Otis and I touch eachother like this when we are on duty and away from home, remember what I said about a soldier need to pleasure themselves in battle" I nodded, he went on "well we pleasure eachother, we've been doing it a long time and I've been teaching you just like my dad taught me and Grandpa Joe taught Otis" I relaxed a little. Uncle Otis put his hand on my bare chest and said "Zavier I would never hurt you, you are my favorite nephew and my only God son, I wouldn't do anything you didn't want to do" All tension left my body and I relaxed, Otis must sensing that; started rub my balls while my dad continued to rub my stiff dick. As they continued I realized I was laying between two of the most manliest men I have ever known and they were caressing my body as if I were made of pure old. I looked down and realized they were both hard as stone. I looked at my uncle with a devilish grin and asked "can I touch it?" "You never have to ask" he replied, I grabbed both their cocks and went to town as if I were playing a stroking game with two massive joy sticks. "Can I join the fun" asked Grandpa Joe, I nodded yes with my Chuckee Cheese grin, too happy to even speak. He moved over and spread my legs open and started rubbing his fingers around my tight boy hole. I was in heaven, totally blissed out. I always loved when my dad played with my hole, but now I had two big dicks in my hands, a hand on my cock, another one playing with my nut sack and now a finger up my butt and all by men I loved and admired. Seeing the blissful look in my eyes, Grandpa Joe pushed the others hands out of the way saying "Let me show you fellas how to send this beautiful boy into outter space" He layed flat on his stomach and lifted my legs in the air, he spread my butt cheeks open with large farmer's fingers and planeted his face deep in my ass, licking and drilling my boy hole with his tongue. I gasped with such pleasure that I clamped down hard on the two cocks in my hand, I didn't realize it until I heard then wince, I eased up and continued jerking them off. He was right, I was on the moon, my dad never lick my hole that deep. "Put daddies cock in your mouth boy, and pleasure me like we do in the bath tub" I put his huge snake of a dick in my mouth and being to work as much of it as I can while jerking him off, he had taught me not to use my teeth. After a few minutes, Uncle Otis took my dads cock out of my mouth and leaned down to kiss me, he parted my lips with his lips and stuck his tongue in my mouth. I loved to kiss my dad like this and I began to suck my uncle's tongue like my dad had taught me. "This boy is good and wet, whose gonna make love to this boy first?" asked Grandpa Joe "Let Otis go first, he is the boy's God father and does have the smallest pecker between the 3 of us" my dad said chuckling. "Make fun of me all you want, you never complain when we're on base" he paused "I would be more then happy to extend this right of passage to my nephew" "Good, he tastes so fucking sweet, now do you wanna do this Zavier?" asked Grandpa "Hell yes" I replied "That's my boy" said Grandpa, he handed me a bottle of Corona and told me to take a few quick chugs, which I did, then he did something that both shocked and thrilled me all once, he took the beer bottle and pushed it up my butt hole. It hurt just a little but quickly faded, my boy cock got harder then it ever has. He poured a little beer in my hole then removed the bottle. "You're up to bat son, now make love to him like I first made love to you when were ten" said grandpa. Otis came up between legs and licked my hole a few times. My dad went down and took Otis' cock in his mouth and started to suck it. My dad deep throated my uncle taking his cock all the way to the base; he stuck out his tongue and licked his balls while his cock was down his throat. My dad sat up and said "I needed to make it good and wet, I don't want you to rip my boy" With a grin, my uncle lined up his beautiful mushroom head up to my puckered hole. "Now this is going to hurt a little at first, but I'm going to take it nice and slow, tell me to stop and I will" My only reply was a single nod. He pushed in my hole nice and slow; I gasped and held my breath. He stopped, hesitant to do anything else. An evil grin crept across my face and my dad said "Hey Mikey, I think he likes it" Otis laughed and slid in more, I watched his cock slide all the way in until I felt his nuts against my cheeks and stopped. I was so overcome with the pleasure I was feeling and the scene before my eyes that I couldn't take it. My body started to tingle and I new what was coming, my body was hot, I was sweating and I was going to explode. Uncle hasn't even started moving and I had the most intense dry orgasm I had ever had. In my intensity, I started jerking my hips up and down on my uncle's swollen cock. The spasm was so hard, Otis couldn't take it any longer, he grunted deep and held his breath as his body spasm hard into me. His cock exploded deep up my stretched boy hole, it felt so hot squirting in my insides. When he finally took a breath, he leaned down to me panting and dripping sweat all over me. He kissed me and said "I love you my nephew, congratulations on becoming a man". I thought I had died and gone to heaven, I could have sworn I was floating off the ground, but the night got better. He rolled off me and laid on his back next to me and put his arm around me, I laid my head on his shoulder and he kissed the top of my head. Grandpa Joe came up in between Otis legs and lifted them in the air, just like he did mine. He spit in his hand and rubbed it all over huge farmer's cock and went down and spit on my uncle's puckered man hole. He slid his cock up Uncle Otis's hole all the way to the hilt. "My boy's hole still feels as sweet as ever" sighed Grandpa. I stared wide eyed, it was so hot to watch my uncle get pounded HARD by his burly dad, there was no going slow, no easing it in, just slamming it in like he was drilling for Texas oil. He caught me staring and said "These boys are trained to take dick whenever, wherever just as you will be" My uncle and I laid side by side with his arm around me while I watched him get fucked, I hadn't even noticed my dad creep in between my legs and start to line up his big black dick up to tingling hole. I didn't notice until Joe said "YES, you fuck your boy while I fuck mine" I turned to watch my dad guide his cock inside mine nice and easy, it felt wonderful at first but then it kept going and going until It felt like it hit my stomach and he stopped. I started to drool and once again my 3 inch boy cock was standing straight at attention. I reached down and grabbed the base of my father's schlong and realized he has about 2 more inches to go before he was all in. I went wide eyed and whispered "oh shit" Otis; who was still getting fucked said "My boy, you have no idea" "Son, I want you to be easy, look and me in my eyes and just breath deep, Ok? Can you do that?" "Yes dad" I said, and then he kept pushing. "I'm going past your second hole" "My what?" "We all have two holes up there, most people can't reach it but I can" "Holy shit" I said as my insides started to burn, then all of a sudden the pain eased and I relaxed, "There it is" he said with a grin. I hooked my arms behind my knees and brought them closer to my chest, dad held my little round cheeks in his hands as he slowly grinded into me. He started to stroke his cock back and forth past that second hole. Otis, who was still getting drilled by Joe, grabbed my 3 incher with his sweaty hand and began working it. Again, with a cock in my stretched 10 year old hole, I was brought over the top in another dry orgasm that caused me to moan really loud and shutter. My dad's eyes rolled in the back of his head and he spasmed, spilling daddy juice so far up my gut that I felt full. He pulled out of me while he was still cumming and shot 3 long ropes of thick white, hot cum across my dick and balls. I reached down to scoop some up with my hand to taste it, but Uncle Otis beat me to it, DAMNIT I missed it again. Otis went down and licked up all the cum then moved to take my dicky and spent nuts all in his warm mouth, licking and sucking till I got hard again. "Little man is taking it like a soldier" "Damn right he is" my dad said. "My turn and I love a sloppy hole" said Grandpa My dad moved out of the way and straddled my uncle who was still lying next to me. He grabbed Otis's cock, lined it up and sat on it. I thought my eyes were going to fall out of my head; my dad is sitting right next to me riding my uncle's cock. I was amazed. Grandpa Joe sat in front of me Indian style and picked me up, I could feel juices dripping out my hole and I loved the feeling. He wrapped his huge arms around me and sat me down and his cock. His penis was amazing; it felt so hard and hot all at the same time. He kissed my lips and neck and he bounced me on his dick like Santa would bounce a kid on his knee. I laid my head on his chest and nuzzled my face in his chest hair, smelt like musky man. I stuck my thumb in my mouth sucked it like I was a baby. He grasped me tight and whispered in my ear "Take Grandpa's load" as he shot his hot stickiness in me. When he stopped his kissed me again and said "I love you kiddo" "I love you too Grandpa Joe" He laid my back down just in time to see my dad climb off my uncle's cock and lean down to kiss him deeply on the mouth. Joe and my dad climbed out and went to take a quick dip in the swimming hole, Uncle Otis wrapped his arms around me and scooped me up next to him, I crawled up on top of him and laid my head on his chest. "You used to lay on my chest like this when you were a toddler" "I did?" "Yeah and you would fall asleep, you would stay there for hours, I would never wanna move so you wouldn't wake up, you looked so peaceful" "I didn't know that" I said "How you doing kiddo, did you like what we just did?" "I loved it a lot but..." I trailed off "But what? Tell me" "Well whenever I'm sucking my dad's dick he never lets me taste his cum and it looks so good and I wanna know what it taste like and since I don't have any yet, I can't taste mine" I explained "So are you asking me if you can taste my cum?" I can feel the smile on his face without even looking at him I paused thinking about it, then replied "Well yeah" "Well get down there and work for it" I scooted down beneath his legs and took his still hard tool in my mouth and sucked him like my life depended on it. "Damn your daddy taught you well nephew" I loved it when he called me nephew, like it was my name. I sucked him good while working his shaft with both my hands, I noticed his nuts draw up closer to his body, he tensed and I knew what was coming. "Here it comes nephew, don't stop, oh my god this is so good, almost better then your father, yes!!! Here is comes ahh ahh oh shit ahh I'm cummmmming" he shot his load into my mouth, 4 thick ropes of it. I didn't know what to do with it so he told me to swallow it and I did. I tasted good; kinda salty, a little sweet with a hint of beer after taste. He brought me back up to his chest and licked his cum of the corners of my mouth and kissed me sweetly. I laid back down on his chest as he absent-mindedly fingered my hole playing with the cum dripping from it. I knew right then that I loved my God father more then anything and that I was born to love cock also. That was the major beginning of my sex life with my dad and my uncle. We did it as often as I wanted to. It got to the point where I craved it like crack and demanded it and was never turned down from either of them, I was a spoiled brat about it, I even had sex with Uncle Otis' younger brother Archer, he was the first one to let me stick my dick in his hole and hump him. From that moment I was hooked even more and made it my secret mission to know everything about sex with another man. Uncle Otis had Eric when I was 16 and moved to the farm permanently after he was born, I didn't see my God father much after that but we talked all the time. He gave Eric my name as his middle name; I teared up when I heard that. My uncle called me and told me about Eric's coming of age celebration just like mine and was sorry I couldn't be there, my dad was Eric's God father so he made it of course. Otis also said he was disappointed I haven't met his son yet, and I believe so was Eric. Eric and I talk all the time on the phone and we even Skype, he tells me that my uncle tells him that he is greedy for cock just like I was. That always brings a smile to my face. By the time I came out of the haze of memories, we were landing, I shoved the massive hard on I got from dredging up old memories far down my leg. We touched down and I grabbed my bag, I put on my jacket and moved my Sig from my back to my side then exited the jet to a waiting black Lincoln Navigator. I got in back and the driver made his way onto the 45 minute drive from Midland, Texas to Andrews, Texas where the farm was. I looked up and realized that my driver was First Sergeant Drew Rainkin, he's a member of my father's unit and someone I've had many shower wank sessions thinking about. "Rainkin, I didn't expect to see you here, what's going on?" "I have no idea Zavier, I was deep in Cuba and the General pulled me out and sent me here, I just landed and was told to wait for you" We drove passed the front gates and down the mile long gravel road to the front of the main house, my sister Brea stepped out onto the front porch. "Shit she's wearing cargo's and combat boots, this must be really bad" I thought to myself. The SUV pulled to a stop and we got out. I started to walk towards Brea then I heard pounding of foot steps coming from inside the house. The blur of a skinny tween white boy flew out the door, down the steps and tackled me in a hard embrace. "I'm glad you're here Uncle Zee" "I'm here to see you kiddo" "All they said is mom had an accident, but no one will tell me anything and dad won't even look at me" he explained, I can hear the cracking in his voice so I nealt down and wrapped my arms around him tightly and held him close. He bursted into tears as he burried his face into my shoulder. I silently kicked myself for keeping myself away from this boy for so long. I grabbed my bag and walked Eric back into the house. When I walked into the door, Uncle Otis grabbed me into a bear hug, we kissed each other on the cheek and he whispered "Thanks for coming nephew", I nodded and sat down on the couch with Eric or EJ as I call him clutched to my right arm. I don't like beating around the bush, I'm straight to the point, so I asked flat out "What happened Uncle?" He looked at me then to EJ, sighed and said "Eric, why don't you go to your room and left the adults talk a moment" Bold as brass, EJ started his tyraid; "no, I don't wanna, no one has told me anything, you won't look at me, people are running around my house whispering, and you have this freaked out look on your face, Uncle Zee finally shows up, I'm not a stupid kid just tell me whats going on" I unhooked him from my arm and wrapped it around his shoulder and held him to me, that comment about me finally showing up was like a punch in the gut, I loved this kid so much and he loved me right back and this is our first official meeting. He started to tear up again so I gave him a peck on the head and told him to calm down and breath. "Uncle, he needs to know, no lies no secrets. You never kept anything from me when I was a kid, no matter how bad, don't keep this from him" Otis sighed and took a seat in the center of the room so we all could hear, I hadn't realized until now; but other then myself, Brea and Rainkin, there was two lower ranking members of my fathers squad, two deputy sheriff's from Midland, the chief from Andrews, someone else who I didn't know but what was clearly ex-Army Rangers and Dylan, my sister's right hand man. "Well a couple month's ago, the other boys from Midland and I stopped a packing truck off highway 20, clearly coming from New Mexico. Upon further investigation of the truck we found about 80 pounds of crystal meth" "Holy Shit" I said Otis continued "It was a good bust for us, and since we had just previously shut down 3 meth labs in Midland and a big one in Odessa, this bust made the news and the governor made it a big deal. In total with the truck and four labs, about 2 million in product gone" "After that, we started getting a series of car bombings in front of the station house, death threat calls, and then drive by's done on the homes of the law enforcement who was involved in the busts" explained a Midland deputy Otis went on "we know who the big guy is, we've had problems with this asshole before, but he is somehow untouchable. He hides like a roach in the light" "Colombian?" asked Brea "No" "Bikers" asked Rainkin" "No" said Unlce Otis "mexican" "Mexican?" I chimed in "since when did mexicans get involved in the meth trade" "It's cheaper to make and the profit is more then it is with coke" said Otis "there was a war for territory with the bikers and the bikers lost, the mexicans had more guns and bigger balls, no skill of course but bigger balls, and I made it my very public mission to bust them all" So I asked "What happened to Aunt Harriett" Uncle Otis took a long look at EJ, I gripped Eric tighter with my arm and held him closer to me as he looked up intently into his fathers eyes "They got her coming out of the Wal-Mart. According to the security cameras, it was a van with about 5 people including the driver, they tried to grab her but she faught and got two shots off, killing two of them" said the sheriff of Anderws "but the snagged her in the van and dumped her body a mile down the road" "After they found her body, I got a call saying to give them back all their product or it's value in cash or they will kill my son next" said Otis shakely. After hearing that, Eric took off running up the stairs to his room and slammed the door. I took off after him, climbed the stairs and figured out which room was his and knocked on the door, there was no answer so I turned the knob and it was locked. "EJ open the door" Silence "Come on EJ open the door' Still nothing "EJ open the door or I'll kick it in" I said firmly Finally the lock on the door unclicked but he didn't open it, I opened the door and walked in, Eric was standing with his back facing me, loading a Remington rifle. All farm boys owned rifles and I know he knows how to use it, my dad and uncle taught him just like they taught me. "What are you doing?" "They killed my mom and now they are going to kill me Uncle Zee" "Ok, so what are you doing" "I'm going to go and kill them first" "Do you know who they are?" "Well no" he paused "but that doesn't matter" I spun him around by his shoulders, grabbed the gun and sat it on his dresser, I sat down on his bed and brought him to face me. I sat there and just stared him in his eyes, his beautiful ermerald eyes, they were slightly red from crying and were starting to tear up again. I needed to say something to him and I knew what I wanted to say, but I couldn't. Maybe because of the moment and the situation, or maybe because this was the first time that I have actually looked at this boy in his face and his beauty had knocked the wind and the senses out of me. Finally finding my senses, I spoke "I love you Eric, more then you know, and I know it may not seem like it because I have never come to see you in person, but I do love you, you are my family and I would never ever let anyone hurt you" With that, he started sobbing. I sat him down on my lap and put his arms around my neck, I wrapped my arms around him and held him close to me, he was a tad smaller then most 14 year old boys, granted he had just turned 14 four days ago. He burried his face in my shoulder and sobbed, soaking the top of my shirt, I sat there and let him cry all he wanted. He needed it, he needed me. "I wish there was something I can do to make you feel better, I would do anything" I said as I held him He began to stifle his cries and said "Kill them" "What?" I asked, I was trying to make sure I heard him correctly "I know what my dad used to do in the Rangers, and I know what Uncle Alexander does now, and I know what you were trained to do even though you didn't join the army. Kill them Uncle Zee" I lifted his head so I could look into his eyes. There was no hint of restraint, he wasn't speaking out because he was angry, he was dead serious. "Ok" was all I could say, I will do what he has asked me to. I told him to stay up in his room and relax while I went down stairs to talk to the adults. He started to protest but thought better of it and turned on his Playstation, I walked back downstairs. "Seeing some of the quests you have Uncle Otis, I assume you want to take drastic and more perminant measures" "I do" "Ok then" said Brea "but to those of you who we don't know and don't know us, when need to come to a clear understanding or you need to leave now" "I don't wanna ask too many questions because I don't wanna know too many answers" spoke the sheriff of Andrews "just do what you will, I will help what I can, and the boys from Midland and I will clean up the mess" We spent the rest of the day and on into the evening planning what were going to do. We decided to hit the homes of the key players, and since they lived around Midland and Odessa, Uncle Otis knew where we had to go. It wasn't going to be a big job, but we wanted to hit multiple homes at once. Knowing that what we were doing was going to cause a big out-lash, my father sent two more of his men and another retired Ranger that would be here in there in the morning. We decided to keep Eric out of school and an adult was to remain with him at all times. Uncle Otis put most of us up in the guest house, on the other side of the yard behind the barn. Brea and Dylan stayed in the main house where there was internet access so they can find as much intel as possible about the mexican king-pin pulling the strings. I haven't eaten yet and I was exhausted so I walked across the yard, through the barn and out the back to the front of the guest house. I walked in and was about to go up the stairs then decided against it, I walked to the very large comfortable looking couch, laid down and passed out. By 2:30 am, my hunger wouldn't allow me sleep any longer but I had to force myself to open my eyes. As I woke, I realized it was dark in the house except for the TV being on, I also realized my boots were off but I don't remember taking them off. I tried to get up but realized something was pressed against me. Opening my eyes fully, I looked down and realized Eric was curled up next to me with his face in my chest and his arm wrapped around me, sound asleep slightly snoring. "I must be slipping if I didn't hear this boy come in or feel him lay down next to me" I thought to myself. He looked so peaceful, like he had never gone through the tragedy of loosing his mother. There was a stirring in my pants; I felt my dick start to get hard just by looking at him, this beautiful boy. I sniffed his head; I can smell Zest so I know had just had a shower before coming over here. I began to caress his back softly, he didn't have a shirt on, and my cock got harder. His soft skin mesmerized me, he wasn't real tan, he had a soft pale tint to him considering he lived in the Texas sun. Like I said before; he was a tad smaller then boys his age, he was 5'4 and a very lean 100 lbs. He was a swimmer, into martial arts since he was 9 and helped out on the farm, so his body had nice definition. He had flat tummy, the development of beautiful pecs and soft pinkish brown nipple. Totally hairless legs and arms, he was barefoot and had the cutest feet ever. I continued to caress him, then I brushed his hair back so I can look at his face, he was stunning. I gently rubbed his soft supple lips and almost shot my load right then, I jerked my hand away from his face and re-adjusted my engorged dick. "I can't do this right now, its not right" I thought to myself "I know he wouldn't mind, he wants to, my uncle told him I would, he's done everything to hint at it himself when we've talked on the phone. I can't though, his mom just died, but maybe it would make him feel better and if it was me at this age, Otis would have me naked and riding him already. No I can't do it" I finished the argument in my head and decided I needed to get up so I can eat, but I didn't want to wake this peaceful angel; this boy who a few hours ago asked me to committ murder for him, this boy who was in my presence for less then 24 hours and has all my love, this boy who I just woke up next to and he now has my heart. Yes I will kill those bastards for him, I would give my life to keep him safe and I would give him the world to make him happy, how could I not. I tried to get up slowly, trying no to move him when I felt him stir and then lift his head. He looked at me with this startled look in his eyes. "Where are you going?" "To get something to eat, I'm starved' "Why did you stop rubbing my back?, it was nice" he asked half sleep "Because I didn't want to disturb you" "Liar" he said with a grin, coming fully out of his slumber "What do you mean liar?" "I felt your dick get hard, it was rubbing against me" he said smiling I didn't know what to say, so I just smiled back. He sat up so I could stand up, but while I was still sitting he grabbed me in a tight bear hug "I'm glad you're finally hear Uncle Zee" "Me too kiddo, im sorry about everything that's going on" "Yeah me too" he said kind of somber "how long will you stay?" "I'll stay until we're done" I paused, he had concern in his eyes "And then maybe a little longer" I continued The look of concern left his eyes as I gave him a kiss on the cheek, he wrapped his arms around my neck and planted a kiss right on my lips. He kissed me with fervor, I grabbed him by the waist and stood up, lifting him off the ground, still locked in a kiss that went on forever. I thought my heart was going to stop as we finally came up for air, I was still holding him in my arms off the ground. "I've wanted to do that for years" he said, beaming at me "I have to kiddo, you have no idea. Help me find something to eat" The fridge was stocked with food; we found the fixings to make a turkey sandwich. He wasn't hungry but he helped me make one for myself, I poured some juice and sat down at the kitchen table. Eric got real quite and kept staring down at the table, he clearly had something on his mind but couldn't get it out. "What's up kiddo" I asked "Nothing" he said still staring at the table "Don't give me that, spit it out" "What's going to happen, what are you guys going to do?" "You know you can't ask me that because I shouldn't answer that" "Why not? Is it because I'm too young like dad says?" he asked sounding annoyed. When I didn't answer him, he went on "no one tells me anything, my dad never used to keeps secrets from me, I know never to repeat anything that's told to me, I'm not stupid. I just don't like being lied to, it pisses me" he started to turn red with anger "Ok, I'll make you a deal" I said "I will never lie to you and I won't keep a secret from you, but you must do the same for me, we keep nothing from eachother ok?" he nodded, then I said "and whatever we say or share with eachother, we don't share with no one else ever. I will be an open book to you no matter what as long as you keep those rules" "Ok" he replied "But you can't ask me about the plan to take down those responsible" "Uncle, but you just said..." "That's the deal" I said, cutting him off "Fine" he sighed in defeat, then he changed the subject "Uncle Alexander told me about your training, but why didn't you enlist?" I haven't actually thought about that in a while. Even though I excelled in martial arts when I was younger, which namely was just Tai Kwan Do and Karate, at 11 years old my dad enrolled me in Krav Maga, Muy Thai and boxing lessons, which I still take. At 11 years old; I learned precision shooting and sniper training, by the time I was 13 I could hit a target at 100 yards a pistol and 500 wards with a rifle and at 15 I could weald any blade like I was born with it in my hand. My dad was raising a soldier, and even though my mother was trying keep Brea a little girl, my dad got his hooks into as well. I still played sports and still enjoyed my dad's big dick whenever I wanted, and the more I got into my teens, the more I wanted his cock or any cock for that matter. At 16, I grew into a mind of my own and knew for a fact that I was gay and I knew I no longer wanted to be in the army. We have a family rule, "no lies no secrets" so I decided to come out to my father. I figured he would be angry about my being gay but surprisingly he wasn't, he couldn't care less, he was more upset about me not wanting to be in the army, his little soldier boy. Eventually he gave in and told me; as long as I kept up my combat training and went to college, he would support anything I did, my dad is the fucking greatest. Even though I didn't enlist in the army, my dad still had his little soldier. When I turned 18 I went on my first mission, at the time my father was running a special ops group with a senator from South Carolina. I was to gather Intel on some Russians selling arms at a night club in Italy; no one would suspect a teenage black kid in Italy on spring break. The mission was a success minus me having the kill 3 Russian gang members while trying to flee. I worked for my dad privately on the side and went to college full time. At 24 I wanted a different life for myself and moved to Toronto to start anew. I told my father I wouldn't go on another mission unless it was a family emergency or if it was to stop a major terrorist plot. Since telling my father that, I have gone on four missions, which I can't talk about. After telling Eric my story, he grabbed me in a big bear hug "Are you happy in Toronto?" "Yes I am very happy" "What about it makes you happy" he asked, looking into my eyes "Well, I have a great boyfriend, I own my own store, I have good friends and it's a beautiful place to live. I'm happy" I replied "Too happy to come see me huh?" he asked with a devilish grin "You aren't going to let me live that down are?" "Nope" "I'm sorry kiddo, I promise to make it up to you" "Do you mean it?" with an eager look in his eyes "You name it" I replied He grabbed my face and brought it down to his and kissed me deep on the lips. It was intense, not real passionate but there was sincerity in his kiss, no 14 year old boy should know how to kiss with such emotion. He parted my lips with his and gently slid his tongue in my mouth seeking out my tongue. I couldn't hold back any longer; I gave into his kiss shoving my tongue into his mouth. I licked around the inside of his mouth and traced my tongue across his perfectly straight teeth, he replied by sucking on my tongue, I love that, it drives me wild. But I can't continue this, it's not right, so I pulled away. "Im sorry EJ, I can't, you're grieving and I don't want to take advantage of that, if we do it -- when we do it, I want it to be special" "Yes I'm sad about mom Uncle Zee, but I've wanted you for a long time, I haven't been touched in months uncle, Please! You promised" He looked at me intently with those big beautiful emerald eyes, and again I said to myself "I will give this kid anything he wants". I kissed him again, more softly then before, I licked his supple lips and sucked on his tongue this time, I can taste the sweetness of youth in his breath. My lips still locked to his, I hooked my thumbs into the waist of his shorts and pulled them down, letting them drop to the floor. He's not wearing any underwear, "This kid must've had this planned?" I thought to myself. I put his arms around my neck and wrapped my right arm around him; I took left hand and took hold of his butt cheek. It filled my hand just right; his perfectly round ass was hairless and silky soft to the touch. I grasped his beautiful globe and lifted him off the ground so we were chest to chest, on instinct; he wrapped his legs around my waist. "We have to be quite, I don't know who's in this house and I don't wanna wake anyone or get caught" I said "The guy Rainkin is with Aunt Brea and Dylan in the main house sleep, one of the rangers is upstairs asleep, the other one is in the loft in the barn keeping watch, the old guy is camping in the trailor by the front gate and the deputies left" he said with a smile. "So he did have this planned" I thought to myself with a smile. Still holding him in my arms, we began to kiss again. I carried him over to the couch and put him down on his back and lay on top of him. To look at him would take you breath away; green eyes, dark brown hair, soft puffy lips and the cutest button nose, he was my 14 year old dream, looking at him on web cam couldn't compare to this. I lightly kissed his forehead then his temple; I kissed his cheek then nibbled on his ear which made him giggle. I sucked on his earlobe some more then kissed him on neck, which caused him to moan softly. I felt is stiff tween prick poking me in my stomach, but I couldn't look at it, not yet; I was on a mission of exploring Eric's body and I wanted to be surprised. I kissed his chest then lightly licked both his nipples; he moaned and put his hands on the back of my head. I traced the front of his flat tummy with my tongue swirling my tongue around his little innie belly button, he moaned a bit louder. I finally caught sight of the beautiful thing that was his young boy cock; I couldn't but just stare at it. The look in my eyes must have startled him, because he asked me what was wrong with an apprehensive look in his eye, like he was worried that I didn't like his pole. "Nothing is wrong kiddo, it's the most beautiful cock I've ever seen" and it wasn't lying. For 14 year old boy his size, he had the most stunning, smooth, cut, 5 inch cock. It looked like it was swollen to capacity and was going to explode, it pulsed with the beat of his heart, bouncing on his stomach just below his navel. I licked down his inner thigh then took one of his hairless almond sized testicles in my mouth, I slowly sucked it and hummed a little sending virbations up his spine. He started to squirm trying grabbing for his 14 year old swollen member, I took his hands and held them at his side so he couldn't touch himself. "Uncle please, I need to cum" he pleaded, squirming more violently, humping his pelvis into my face. I gave him a sly smile then swallowed his cock whole, taking it all the way into my mouth. He tasted so good, but didn't all tween cock meat taste so good? Maybe, but this was heaven. I swirled my tongue around the and tasted his sweet pre-cum. "mmmmmm oh yes Uncle, don't stop" My focus was totally on that pretty dick of his, I took him all the way in my mouth until he hit the back of my throat and back out again, swirling my tongue on the shaft and head as I went up and down. His body started to tense with his up-coming release, I get excited; aniticipating getting to taste my nephew's sweet sweet cum. I picked up the pace of my sucking while massaging his balls, I felt them retract closer to his body and I knew was was coming next. He grabbed my head and shoved his prick into my throat and held it there. "Oh ooooohhhh shit, oh my god uncle, I'm cumming ahhhhhh" I felt four wet ropes of of boy juices hit the make of my throat, I let it collect in my throat before swallowing. I slid his cock out of my mouth and sucked on the head while I squeezed every last drop he had left. He nut tasted wonderful, watery and sweet almost like melon juice, I could drink this boy's fluids all day long. He was covered in sweat after getting his spasms under control, he was panting like he was just run a marathon. I climbed up to his face and gave him a big kiss, he stuck his tongue in my mouth searching for his spent seed, but too bad, I had ingested every drop, and I intended to do it again after I gave him mine. "I love you Uncle" "I love you too EJ" "That was amazing" he said as his panting subsided "I'm glad you liked it because I'm not done" I crawled back down between his legs and lifted them in the air, I took my hands and spread his beautiful cheeks to reveal hairless, pink hole. The Holy Grail of boy holes. Normally I would pre-check for shit, there is nothing worse then a dirty hole when you're deep in the mood, but knowing my uncle, this boy was trained to be ready for dick at all times just as I was. I dove into his ass, nuzzling my nose against his entry, it smelt delicious. I lightly licked and flicked my tongue across his hole causing a slight moan to creep past his lips. Then I used my entire tongue to lick the hole like it was an ice cream cone, he put his arms under his knees and raised his legs to his chest to give me a better view. I drove my tongue into the hole and back out again, I made love to it with my mouth and he loved it. His moans got louder as he grabbed my head and pushed my face further up his butt. I drilled his hole with my wet talented tongue trying to get it as open as I could; I spit a huge wad of saliva and pushed it into the cavity with my fingers. The started his frenzy all over again, he was grinding his ass into my face and went for his cock again. "Don't you touch it" I said with a firm voice and a stern look on my face. He put his hands back down, and with a smile now on my face and a wink of an eye, I went back down to his now puckered ring. I alternated between my tongue and my fingers while spitting in his butt to get it good and soppy. I stuck my tongue back in his ass passed the ring to taste the inner lining of his butt canal, YUM. I could tell he needed something inside him; his rod was hard as steel and his hole was giving off this intense heat. I sat down on the couch, picked him up and straddled him on my lap facing me. I kissed him softly, tasting his lips, then his chin and back up to his lips again. I knew I wanted to be gentle with him, I wanted to make love to him not just fuck his brains out, that would come later. He took my watch off my wrist and set down on the end table then took my shirt off and and threw it on the floor. "Holy Shit" he said staring at my chest "What?" "All your tattoos, they are cool" he said has he traced his fingers over some of my tattoos. I'm not overly musclar, but I'm fit with a runners body, 6 pack abs, defined arms and nice pecs. I didn't want to look like a muscle queen, I work out and I like to be fit. I also think my body is a canvas for art and I have a lot of my body covered in tattoos. I have two full sleeves, a chest piece, a collar piece, a large piece on my right rib cage, a design on my neck, a large shoulder piece, a lower back piece and a half leg piece. The favorite of my tattoos is an ornate crown above my cock where my pubes would normally be. He kissed my neck, and moved down to suck on my nipples and noticed they were pierced. He giggled and sucked the right nipple in his mouth causing my eyes to roll in the back of my head, my already massively swollen dick started to leak pre-cum. I knew he felt the movement in my pants because he moved down to un-buckle my belt. He took my Sig that was still holstered on my hip and put it on the end table next to my watch. He grabbed the waist of my pants and boxer briefs and started to slide them down, I raised my ass up so he could move them passed my butt and stopped just short of my knees. I grabbed my engorged 8 ½ inch cut thick dick with both hands, I could tell by the glare from the tv that his mouth was watering. "Go for it babe, it wont bite, it might spit but it wont bite" I joked. He took my cock in his mouth and worked his tongue over the head, damnit it was all I could do not to shoot right then, but I held on. He moved down the my nuts and took them both in his mouth one at a time, sucking them while humming just like I did to him. He licked up the bottom of my shaft and when he got to the tip, he plunged it in his mouth, going down slowly inch my inch. He let some saliva escape his mouth and smeared with his hands all over my dick as he sucked me to high heaven. He was a beautiful sight to behold, this 14 year old white boy sucking my big caramel colored cock. The contrast of skin colors was intoxicating, that's partly the reason I only go for white guys/boys in the first place. I sat with my mouth open in awe. "I see our fathers have trained you well Young Padawon" I said. He giggled and nodded with my prick moving up and down across his tongue. He worked my dick for what seemed like an hour but was more like 5 minutes, a minute later he looked up at me and winked, then slid his cock down his throat all the until my nuts were on his chin and his nose was burried in my crown tattoo. "OH HOLY SHIT" I thought to myself, no one has ever been able to swallow my cock like that, my boyfriend damn sure can't. He grinded his throat into my cock for a while then came up for air, then back down again. I couldn't take it no more, Volcano Big Dick was about to erupt. I held his head firm with my cock down his throat and spasmed hard and I shot 6 huge wads of jizz down his throat. I choked a bit causing some of my cum to come back up but he took a deep breath through his nose and swallowed again. "He's a fucking champ" I thought to myself. After licking my still raging hard cock clean, he climbed back on my lap and straddled me. I knew what I wanted and I knew he wanted it too. I grabbed both cheeks, raised him slightly then lowered him on my dick. I slid in slow until I felt the pop of sliding passed his hole ring. He slid all the way down, stopping a half an inch from the base, we wrapped our arms around eachother bringing us close. Chest to chest, forehead to forehead and lips to lips, no words needed to be said. We stared into eachother's eyes as he slid the rest of the way down my dick, going passed his second hole. My pants still at my knees, this beautiful boy grinding ever so slow and lovingly on my cock with out lips pressed together. It was total bliss and we stayed in our blissful motion for about 20 minutes. Shudders from his body brought me out of my lustful haze. "Oh shit, I'm going to cum Uncle Zee" he squealed. He leaned back, resting his hands on my knees; his cock was sticking straight up. "Uncle, your dick feels so good" "Do you like it baby?" "No Uncle, I love it" he grunted "fuck, here it comes" With his head leant back, eyes closed shut and mouth wide open, he shot up load without touching his prick. His watery boy juices cover my chest and face. I licked as much as I could off my lips, grinning as I watched him twitch like he was having a seizure. When he came out of his stooper, he licked his cum of my chest and stuck his tongue in my mouth yum. I grabbed him close to me again and started to grind into him harder and deeper, even after cumming, his dick was starting to rise to life again but it was my turn to shoot my load. I started to tense and EJ could feel my cock getting ready to explode in his ass. "Do it Uncle, shoot it in me" "You want it bad don't you?" I asked "For a long time" Pressing him harder into my body, I dug into him one last deep time and filled him with my seed. I couldn't stop cumming, it just came and came. Finally spent, I sat back all the way on the couch and laid my head back, still sitting on my dick, Eric rested his head on my chest. I kissed the top of his head and stroked his face. We dozed for a few minutes. After coming out of my brief cum nap, I noticed he was still on my dick but asleep. I moved him off of me and laid him along the couch; I pulled my pants up and went to get his shorts from the kitchen. I pulled them on him and checked the time, 4:15 damn. I crawled up behind him on the couch and put my arm around his chest to pull him close to me and fell asleep with my nephew. End of part 1 -- part 2 coming in a few days -- Email with comments -- eric.z.james@live.com