Date: Sat, 10 Feb 2018 15:24:23 -0600 From: Proxy Story Subject: The First Taste of Bitters: Chapter 8 The First Taste of Bitters: Chapter 8 This story is fiction, written by an author over the age of 18. All names, places, descriptions, and events are purely fictional and any relation to any real person is purely coincidental. This work contains intimate acts between adult males and youths if that scenario offends you, please discontinue reading any further. Nifty is a wonderful resource and needs to be funded to continue. If you enjoyed the story, or any other stories, please donate to nifty so that we can all enjoy more stories in the future.... http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html -The Pass_ M/b,oral, anal I met Joey at the predetermined time and place the next night. This particular pub has the normal oval bar area and then a gaming area with darts and pool, but on the other side are some booths where you can sit and also order some fried bar food. Joey and I took a both near the back and made our orders. Joey stated the conversation, "So, how long have you lived in Clearview?" "Really, all my life. I left for some years while I was in college and then I worked for a year in a bigger city, but my family was here and I got a really good job offer so I moved back. " "Is Chris your brother or sisters child?" "Actually, neither. Sue and I have been friends since we were in diapers. We even went to the same college, and well, we always just seemed to be in the same place and time. She might as well be my sister in fact she gets more if I die than my actuall step-sister." "Yeah, I had a guy friend that was like that. He moved away for work a few years ago, but we still talk several times a week. Moving here actually gets me closer to him and I am sure Jeremy and I will be making a visit as soon as we settle in more." "I have always said friends are a better support than family, because after all we get to choose our friends not our family." "Say, how old is Jeremy anyway?" "Just turned 11 last month. Growing like a weed too. Can't keep him in clothes or shoes." "Yeah, puperty has that affect." "No, kidding. I had to have the "please don't use your socks, use tissue or do it in the shower speech" with him last week. I was getting to freaked out having to pick his crusty socks up all time. One time it wasn't even dry... I almost vomited. I know he is a boy and ...boys will be boys, but you know I had to draw some boundries." I couldn't help but laugh. "Indeed. Boys will be boys." "Yeah, you know Jeremy and Chris seemed to really hit it off quickly at the pool the other day. Jeremy has talked about him and you ever since and then when he came home from school it was the first thing he mentioned. He kept pestering me to call you to set up when we can get togther again." "Joey, I hope this isn't too forward or whatever, but I am pretty sure Chris has a bit of a crush on Jeremy." "Really? I mean is that even possible for boys their age?" "Most definetly." "How could you tell?" "Joey, I already told you I was gay. There is thing called "gaydar" Us "gays" and some straight people just pick up on these things." "Hmm... so did you pick anything up on Jeremy? I mean I honestly don't care if he is or not, just wondering." "I didn't really interact with him much so I can't say." "Hmmm... I guess I can tell you that I had my moments when I was his age and then a little in college. I guess if I admitted it, I was bi-sexual." "We call that bi-curious by the way Joey." He smiled at me and said, "yeah, I guess that was a good term for it." "I still see some guys and think, he is kind of hot..." At this point, Joey looked me right in the eyes and the hormone level and sexual tension rose about 100%. This was getting a little out of hand. Joey seemed nice, but like I said he was no where near my type. A big hairy bear of a man. "Well, I am flattered Joey, but we are men so I will just be honest, you are not really my type; however, I know some bars and maybe even a few guys who would definetly like to be your little cub cadet." "What?" "Oh, sorry, gay terms again. You are what we call a bear. You are big and hairy. A cub cadet is someeone who likes that kind of guy." "Hmmmmmm, so what is your type?" At that point our food arrived saving me from going down that path. As men are want to do, skinny or fat; we tore into our chicken wings and fried what nots. Pounded a few more beers and had idle conversation about the town and our jobs. We played a quick round of pool and then Joey announced he better get home to Jeremy and make sure he was doing his homework and not just beating off all over the house. On the way home I called Sue and got permission for Chris to spend Saturday with me so we could go to the pool. She even suggested he stay with me that way she and Mark could go out for a while and then maybe she could get a repeat performance like last week. Of course I was all to happy to agree. She put Chris on the phone and I told him of the plans. He was of course excited. On the way home I started to formulate a plan to maybe get Chris and Jeremy some alone time. I am not the jealous type and knew I could share Chris, besides it would be good for him to explore his budding sexuality with someone closer to his own age. I didn't see or hear from Chris all day Tuesday or Wednesday. My heart was actually aching a bit. I was just about to go over or call when I heard my cell ringing in the other room. I ran to it in anticipation and was hopeful when I saw it was Sue calling. I answered and my little prince greeted me. "Uncle John, I miss you." "I miss you too little one." "I asked mom to invite you over for dinner tonight, but she said we see too much of each other as it is and that I was going to be with you all weekend. But... I wish you could stay here and put me to bed and hold me at night you know, like you used to before we even started you know..." "I know babby. But, maybe your mom is right. But, you can always call me." "Yeah." "Have you seen Jeremy anymore this week?" With excitment in his voice, "Yeah, we see each other everyday before school and after lunch. I can't wait to go to the pool with him on Saturday." "Here I thought you wanted to go to the pool with me... I said this in mock disapointment." "I am, I mean... I don't know." "I understand. It's cool, I will share you." "Share me?" "Don't worry about it. We can talk about it Saturday when I pick you up." "Cool." Thursday night Mark called wanting to know if it would be okay for me to pick Chris up on Friday from School and then keep him till Sunday. I made some mock hmmm noises and then added, "You have to ask?" "Yeah, I planed a special little trip for Susan and I. I'm Taking her up the wine vinyard place she has been bugging me to go to for a while. "That sounds nice." Marks then asked, "Do you want it to be a suprise or do you want to tell him now?" "Let it be a suprise. I'll pick him up from school and then we will both come by and pack his things." "Yeah, I am sure you will pack "his things." "Well, what can I say that story of your Uncle fucking you on your bed has had me hot all week." "You really are a dirty dirty old man arn't you?" "Just leave the vasaline where I can get it." I was about to jerk off thinking about it, but decided I wanted to save it for Chris. On Friday afternoon I left work early and stopped by an "Adult" store to pick up some new stuff for Chris and I. School let out and once again I got to see the look of suprise and happiness on Chris's face as he recogonized my car in the line. "What are you doing here?" "Picking you up of course." "But, Why? " "Becuase I missed you so much and I have another suprise for you." "What is it?" "You will just have to wait and see." We drove to his house and when I pulled in Chris immediatley noticed his Dad's truck in the drive, but not his mothers car. "What is he doing home and where is mom?" We walked into the house and he yelled for his dad. No answer of course. "Chris he isn't here. They left for the weekend and you are going to stay with me all weekend." Chris let that run through his head for a minute and then ran and jumped into my arms. We kissed a few pecks, but he was so excited and squirming I had to put him down. "This is going to be awesome... we will have time to play like before and do the other stuff." "Yeah, but first we have to pack your stuff for the weekend." We trodded off to his room and as soon as I saw his bed with the Star Wars covers and sheets, my cock started to chub up. Chris went into his closet and found his little suitcase and began grabbing some things. I went to the drawers and grabbed some socks and then some underware. Chris turned around as I was looking at the little spiderman underoos. "I know what you are thinking? " "Really? What am I thinking?" "You want me just to wear those all weekend." "No, actually, I don't want you to wear anything all weekend." We both stared at each other for a second and we both knew it was on. We had been celibate from each other for four days and that was far too long. I grabbed the little vixen laid him on the bed and atacked his mouth with mine. I began unbuckling his belt then snapped the shorts. Zip down and a tug. He lifted his ass off the bed and I pulled them over his ass and kees to be stopped by his shoes. Damn... forgot about those. I removed my lips from his and went down on my knees grabbing his shoes and pratically ripping them off with his feet still in them. Socks next then the shorts. Chris sat up and pulled his shirt off. I went up his legs with my hands worshipping the stain of his skin. Ran my hands over his firm little mound and then up his chest. I tweaked his nipples and he started breathing heavy and a low guttaral grun came from his chest. I ran back down and pulled the hem of his unders and down they came with his penis popping out. Boing. I began worshiping that little spike as I began working on getting my clothes off too. When I had to sit down to get my shoes off he grunted at me, but needs must. That is when I saw the jar of vasaline sitting just under the bed right beside the corner bed post. There was a a post-it-note attached with nothing but a smiley face on it. Bless Mark. Once I was naked I grabed Chris's knees and bent them back. I began savoring the flavors his lovely ass bar. Chris ever voiceturous, began humming and cooing and saying my name. This only doubled my efforts. After a few minutes I reached under the bed and grabed the lube. I coated my finger and dug in as I returned to his penis. I added a second finger quickly and Chris was getting hotter and hotter. I wasn't sure I would get my cock in him beofre he had his first orgasm or not. In a soft voice, "Uncle J?" "Yes?" Now almost yelling, "Put it in me now!" Hell, I don't have to be asked twice. I lubed up my aching rod. I flipped Chris over on his stomach and pulled him so his legs were straddling the corner of the bed. Looking down I realized what an optimum postion this was. Chris looked back over his shoulder with a lustful smile, "Just don't pass out on me this time." I smiled back at him, "I won't babby." I put my cock head at his anal lips and both of us worked in unison him pushing out and back and me pushing in in one steady motion and I was all the way in at once. It was like sinking into a hot lava pit. My cock sang the praises of his ass and my throat was its voice. Chris to was grunting, either from the sudden presure or the pleasure I don't know, but it was time. I began rocking in and out, at first slow and shallow, but when Chris started pusshing up and back I knew I had to go a little faster. Chris coudn't wait, and he went into the cosmos within the first minute. But, he kept pushing back with me. I was starting to burn too. Chris yelled for me to go harder and deeper so I really started giving him the bussiness. When he was overcome with his second orgasm I was off too. I reached under him to feel his cock leaking piss all over my hand. I brought my hand up and I started licking it off my fingers and it was all I had not to pass out on him. I pulled out and turned him over and pushed him back while taking his cocklet in my mouth. He was still hard and now tasted of pee. I had never even thought of water sports before, but here I was cleaning my boy with gusto. Chris was kicking at me and digging his heals into my back and let loose another orgasm and again a little pee came out. My cock actually twitched again and I had another mild orgasm. Absolutely amazing. Spent beyond belief I ploped down next to him and he currled over on top of me. We were both gasping for breath. "I love you Uncle J." "I love you to Chris." A few minutes passed. "Why do I pee when I ...umm orgasm. " "Orgasm is right. I'm not really sure, but I have to tell you I kind of like it, except for the mess of course." "Mess...what do you think you do to my butt?" "True, true. I guess we are even." "Umm. Uncle J did you ummm lick my pee? " "Yeah, I did. I don't know why, but I did. Just another part of you I guess." We continued to lay there for a few more minutes when Chris jumped up and ran to the bathroom. I knew what was up and I followed in behind him. He was already on the pot and belching out my seed and the air I just pumped into him. Then I heard a spray and splash. "You okay little man?" "Umm... yeah, it did this last time too." Man, the smell was not good. Right then I knew we were going to stop at CVS and get an enema on the way home. Once he was releived we jumped in the shower together and we were so sated that it was all bussiness. We swung by Pizza Hut on the way home and we had great conversation just like normal. We talked about TV shows and he discussed some silly things that he and his friends at school did or where planning and I told him a few things about what I was doing at work. "Uncle John, why don't you talk to me like other adults do?" "What do you mean?" "I mean you talk to me like you talk to Mom and Dad, not like I am a babby and when I don't understand stuff you don't get mad." "I don't know if I have an answer for that, but part of it is because I want you to grow up smart and the only way to learn is to listen and ask questions." "Cool." "Cool."