Date: Thu, 3 Jul 2003 10:47:45 EDT From: Justin0398@aol.com Subject: Uncle Jeff and Kevin 01 by Justin Davis (M/b,mast,oral) The following story contains graphic sexual scenes between young males and older males. If material of this nature offends you then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age in most states you are not allowed to read this story by law. This story is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to person's living or dead, or to events that may have occurred, is purely coincidental. Additionally, the actions of the characters in this story is no way intended to show approval of, or give sanction to, their actions. The author claims all copyrights to this story and no duplication or publication of this story is allowed, except by the web sites to which it has been posted, without the consent of the author. Positive comments are always welcome and you can e-mail them to Justin0398@aol.com Author's note: This story is part of a series I have begun writing about a character named Uncle Jeff. Uncle Jeff and Kevin By Justin Davis Chapter One Jeffery Allen, Uncle Jeff, as the young males in the neighborhood called him, was by far the most popular adult in the neighborhood. In his late-forties, yet still handsome and physically fit in every way, Jeffery always seemed to have time to throw a football, fix a bike, or lend an ear. Yet, that was not why he had become so popular in the neighborhood over the years. No, it was the secret things he did. The very private things that he did, that were talked about only among the boys themselves, that led to his popularity. And, it was a right of passage for one to be admitted to the inner circle and know the secrets. As far as the other adults in the neighborhood were concerned, they were very happy to have Jeffrey about and were just a tad bit envious that his inheritance had enabled him to have so much leisure time. Although not overtly conspicuous in his display of wealth, Jeffrey always did seem to have the latest video games, the most up to date computer, or the latest music CD's for the young kids enjoyed. Of course, Jeffrey had planned it that way. Some years before, before he even moved into the neighborhood, Jeffrey had inherited a small fortune upon the death of his parents. At that time, Jeffrey had been piddling his time away in graduate school trying to decide whether he did want to obtain a degree in economics. Needless to say, that had been a great source of frustration for his parents, since it is not usually the case that someone approaching their thirties would still have no career, but Jeffrey had learned enough in his courses in order to invest and bank his inheritance wisely. As a result, the initial five million he had inherited had grown ten fold. In short, Jeffrey Allen was a very wealthy man. Just as he had selected his stocks and bonds with great care, Jeffrey had selected the neighborhood in which he would buy a home. Although he could live anywhere, price basically being no object, Jeffrey selected a growing middle class neighborhood. After all, middle class families meant lots of children, and lots of children meant at least half, on average, would be males. Young males, the thing Jeffery loved the most. It was behind secret panels in his bedroom that Jeffrey kept his picture and videotape collection, a collection that chronicled not only the first but also the current crop of youths. Within the collection, of course, was Danny Forester, the very first regular visitor, there, too, was Richie Simmons, the very latest to join a long line of lads, all of them filed in order much like books in a library. Of course, Richie Simmons, the most recent addition, had had to meet the guidelines to become part of the current crop. First of all, you had to have pubes or the beginnings of pubes. Secondly, you had to be able to cum, not that the quantity mattered, nor the thickness. And last, but not least, you had to swear that you would tell no one outside the circle about anything. And, as far as the money that was received? Well, more than one new bike, and not a small number of first cars or trucks, had had the money earned for them in ways other than what the parents were led to believe. Yet, none of the boys had ever been forced to do anything. Word got around. As one might expect, everything had a monetary reward attached to it. In fact, there was a fee schedule, which Jeffery adhered to quite fairly, and which was well known among the boys themselves. None of them had to do more than they wished and all knew what the payment would be before hand for the services they rendered. A face fuck? Well, that was worth fifty dollars. A simple suck off? Well, that was worth thirty. A jackoff vid? Well, depending on the dick and cum output that could bring as much as two hundred. Doing a sex video with a friend? Well, that was worth a thousand for each segment, and so on. So it was, on this particular autumn night, that Jeffrey chuckled to himself, at the same time feeling a twitch in his shorts, as he selected a video from his files marked Jimmy and Justin. The video would have made a fortune on the illegal porn market, because it featured two twin brothers who put on a display of cock sucking, rimming, and fucking that was way beyond their fourteen years. It was one of Jeffrey's favorites, and the two had paid their way through college with the account he set up in their name as a result of their many visits, something which the parents accredited to their hard work at Wal-Mart during their college years. That might explain, therefore, why Jeffery cursed when the doorbell rang just as he was about to insert the tape. Hastily, Jeffrey put on his terry cloth robe and headed toward the front door to see who had the stupidity to come around this late at night. Somewhat angrily, Jeffrey unlocked the dead bolt lock, cut on the porch light, and hurled open the door. "Yeah, what do you want?" Jeffrey asked angrily. In response, the young, buzzed-cut, blonde, boy standing there, who seemed swallowed up by his baggy shorts and tee shirt, jumped. "Uh. I was told I could come by to see yah. Like maybe to earn some money or something," the lanky, four and a half foot tall, lad replied. "Who told you that?" Jeffrey asked. "Uh, Richie. Richie Simmons," the kid responded. Jeffrey thought for a moment then realized it had been only two days since the Simmons kid had first come by. "Well, did Richie also tell you that I don't have guests this late?" "Uh. Geez! I'm sorry! " The kid responded, shuffling his feet. "How old are you?" Jeffrey asked. "Eleven. But I'll be twelve in two months!" The kid blurted out quickly. "What's your name?" Jeffrey asked. "Kevin!" "Well Kevin, since you are here you might as well come in," Jeffrey said, opening the door wide and standing aside. "You can have a seat over there by the couch," he added, motioning to the stuffed chair near the couch and then turning and re-locking the deadbolt. "Nice place you have here mister," Kevin commented as he looked around the living room. "Uh, thanks, and all the boys call me Uncle Jeff," Jeffrey replied, then seated himself upon the couch. "Well Kevin, just what did Richie tell you?" Jeffrey asked, noticing that Kevin's eyes were the deepest shade of blue he had ever seen and that the kid was certainly one of the most beautiful he had ever seen. "Uh, well, like I said, he said I could earn money and stuff." "Well, just what do you need money for, Kevin?" "Well, there is this really neat mountain bike and----" "You don't have the money," Jeffery added, finishing the kid's sentence for him. "Yeah!" "Did Ritchie tell you there were rules?" "Uh huh." "Do you wank Kevin?" "Uh, I, uh yeah!" Kevin responded, a slight blush showing in his tanned face. "Did Richie also tell you the different ways you can earn money? "Well, he said that there were different things I could do and I could earn more for doing some things?" "Like what things?" "Well, uh, he said like I could make twenty dollars if I let you watch me wank." Jeffrey laughed at Kevin's statement. "Just how many times would you have to do that to get the bike?" Kevin thought for a moment. "Uh, maybe twenty," he then replied, causing Jeffery to again laugh. "That's a lot of times Kevin." "Uh, yeah." "Well, there might be other ways you could earn more. But first, I have to see what I am getting for my money." "Oh! Uh, I guess you want me to take off my clothes huh?" "Well, that would be nice." Kevin rose from the chair, kicked off his tennis shoes, then peeled off his shirt, and then unbuttoned his shorts, letting them drop to his ankles before he stepped out of them and stood only in his boxers. Jeffrey was very pleased at what he saw. Though not yet twelve, Kevin's abs were those of a teen four years his senior. His dark nipples were almost, but not quite, the size of quarters and already their was just a hint of the beginnings of a wispy line of blonde fuzz trailing downward from his "innie" navel. "These too?" Kevin asked, referring to his boxers. "Of course." "Okaaaay!" Kevin replied with a tone of resignation, and promptly shucked down his boxers and stepped out of them. "Damn!" Jeffery said softly, once Kevin stood naked before him. "Uh, something wrong Uncle Jeff?" Kevin asked. "I can't earn any money?" Kevin quickly added. It took a moment for Jeffery to respond for what stood naked before him was even more impressive than it had been in boxer shorts seconds before. "Well you have the beginning of pubes I see," Jeffrey finally commented, in reference to the few small blonde hairs just above the base of the largest circumcised penis he had ever seen on a kid so young, and Jeffrey had seen quite a few over the years. "Uh, yeah." Kevin responded, looking down at his crotch then back up at Jeffrey. "Does that mean I can't earn any money? Kevin asked anxiously. "No, I think you will be able to earn some. How big is your dick when you are hard?" "Uh, five inches or so I think." "Richie says mine is already bigger than his older brother's and he is fourteen," the boy added. "Have you and Richie ever done anything?" "Well, yeah. We've wanked each other a couple of times." "Anything else?" "Well, uh one time he put his finger in my butt while he wanked me. Felt funny though," Kevin commented, causing Jeffrey's cock to surge at the mere thought. "Let me see you wank Kevin." "Huh?" "Sit back down in the chair and wank for me." Kevin stood still for a moment looking at Jeffrey, then shrugged his shoulders, sat back down in the stuffed chair, and then took his right hand and began to stroke his penis. "Put your legs over the arms of the chair. I want to get a good look," Jeffery instructed. Kevin readjusted himself and draped his legs over the arms of the chair, giving Jeffrey a clear few of his balls and his asshole, and then emitted a low sensual moan as the effects of his hand stroking his penis began to work their magic. In no time at all, Jeffrey also was treated to the sight of Kevin's erect penis, which by all rights at Kevin's young age was a very respectable cock. "You can quit wanking now. Stand up and let me have a look at you." Kevin took his hand off his cock and stood up. "Turn side ways and let me see." "This okay?" Kevin asked. "Oh yes! That's fine," Jeffrey replied, very much pleased that Kevin's cock stuck out from his small body like some kind of lever or handle. "Have I made any money yet?" Kevin asked. "Well not yet. Sit back down in the chair like you were but put your hands behind your head." Kevin sat back down in the stuffed chair, again draped his legs over the arms of the chair, and then leaned back placing his hands behind his head. Jeffrey rose from the couch, and moved toward the chair in which Kevin was sitting. Once there he kneeled down and moved his face to within inches of Kevin's balls and asshole. Then he looked up at him. "You ready to earn some money now?" Jeffrey asked. "Uh huh!" The kid replied, nodding his head yes. "Okay. Here we go!" Jeff replied, and looked back down at Kevin's delicious looking balls and pucker, moved his face forward, and then dove in. "Oh god! Ahhhhhhhh!" Kevin cried out, as Jeffrey's tongue began to work on his asshole. Soon, all manner of moans, squeaks, and yelps came from Kevin, as Jeffrey alternately licked, bathed, and fucked Kevin's ass hole with his tongue. In fact, so carried away with the great sensations was Kevin that he lost any shyness he may have had and grabbed both his ankles and pulled his feet and legs upward and back, so that Jeffrey could have wide open access to his butt. "Oh!" Kevin exclaimed in surprise, as Jeffrey ceased given attention to his asshole. "Ah! Unnghh!" he then cried out, as Jeffrey focused his mouth on the kid's balls. Needless to say, Jeffrey was in heaven, as he expertly sucked and licked Kevin's tasty balls, then moved back down for some more of the kid's sweat smelling and tasty hole. As for Kevin, he was in orbit. Never in his life had he felt anything so good. Nothing could possibly feel any better. However, he was soon to find out that he was wrong. "Oh no!" Kevin cried out, almost in desperation, as Jeffrey again removed his mouth. Yet, Kevin's desperation was short lived, as Jeffrey quickly pulled Kevin's cock toward him and began to suck the head and swirl it with his tongue. "Uh! Ahhhhhhh!" Kevin cried, as his senses were treated to newer sensations. "Oh shit! Uh! Ahhhh!" Kevin then hollered loudly, as Jeffrey began to slowly insert two of his fingers into Kevin's spit-lick hole. It didn't take long after that before the desired results were achieved. Even while Jeffrey had been eating his ass and balls, Kevin had been on the verge of cumming. In fact, pre-cum had begun to drip profusely from the head of his cock during the whole process. Now, with his cock being sucked, for the first time in his life, and two fingers in his butt long enough to reach his prostate, it wasn't long before he could feel his load rising upward. At first, there was a low guttural sound from Kevin as he headed toward his climax. Then, as his tummy began to heave, he emitted a trembling "oh!" that rose in a crescendo. "Oh Uncle Jeff, I am gonna cum!" Kevin cried out almost in desperation. Of course, Jeffrey didn't have to be told that. The greater swelling and increased hardness of Kevin's penis were sure signs of the boy's impending climax. "Oh yeah! Uh! Uh! Oh shit!" Kevin exclaimed, then squealed, and promptly blew his load of pre-teen cum pellets into Jeffrey's eager mouth. Not surpassingly, Jeffrey was astonished not only at the force of Kevin's ejaculation but the quantity as well for someone so young. Five times in all Jeffrey was treated to blasts from Kevin's cock before his output decreased to dribbles and he could milk the last tiny drops from him. When he had done so, and removed his mouth from Kevin's softening penis, Kevin lay back in the chair exhausted and panting. "Oh god that was so good!" Kevin sighed, as Jeffrey rose from his knees and started his way back to the couch, his hard cock now tenting out his bathrobe. "Did I earn any money?" the kid asked almost as an after thought. Jeffrey chuckled at the kid's question. "Yeah. You earned some money." "How much?" Again Jeffrey chuckled. "Well, I normally pay thirty dollars for that, but you get a bonus. You earned yourself fifty dollars kiddo!" Jeffrey said. "Oh!" Kevin responded, with an air of disappointment in his voice. Jeffrey looked at Kevin and realized how beautiful the kid looked, curled up in the big chair in the after glow of his cum, and secretly hoped Kevin wouldn't ask him what he knew would. After all, the thought of three more times of sucking the kid to orgasm was so delicious Jeffrey would have gladly paid more. "Uh, is there a way I can earn some more?" Kevin eventually asked. Was there? Oh yes, indeed there was, and the possibilities that instantly ran through Jeffrey's mind made his cock begin to harden again, as he thought about Kevin sucking him or getting his cock into Kevin's tight, virgin, butt. Or better still, himself and Kevin and Richie in a three-way on the big waterbed. "There might be," Jeffrey replied. "I want to show you something first though," he then added. "Okay," Kevin replied. "You can put your clothes back on if you want to," Jeffrey then said. "Nah, that's okay. I'm naked at home when I am in my room or no one is around," the boy replied. Jeffrey led the way to the back bedroom, Kevin following behind, and, once there, proceeded to push the button that opened the panels to his hidden storage closet. "Gosh!" Kevin exclaimed as the panels slid back revealing the shelves full of videotapes and the drawers that contained thousands of pictures in them. "You can sit anywhere you like," Jeffrey said, as he searched for the tape he was looking for. Kevin sat down on the end of the bed, which was the point closest to the big television, and waited as Jeffrey rummaged through the tapes. "Ah! Here we go," he soon said, and then proceeded to walk over toward the entertainment unit, then once there, turn on the VCR and insert the tape, and then turn on the television with the remote control. Kevin watched intently as the images of the two boys, not much older than he, filled the screen, and immediately recognized that they were twins and were seated on the side of the same bed upon which he was seated. "Oh wow!" Kevin then commented, as the two boys embraced and began to kiss. There were very few comments made after that though. Kevin was too intent on watching what began to unfold before his eyes upon the screen. To be continued.