Date: Fri, 28 Nov 2003 09:48:27 -0800 (PST) From: Illusion of Conformity Subject: The Forbidden Fruit, Part 2 DISCLAIMER: This story contains sexual acts involving an adult male and a young boy. If your state of morality precludes you from enjoying such a work, please read no further. NOTE TO THE READER: Thank you to those who have sent me their comments regarding the first part of this story. Part two awaits... "The Forbidden Fruit, Part 2" by Illusion of Conformity (illusionofconformity@yahoo.com) "Hey, uncle Tom?" Jordan beckoned as he nudged my shoulder slightly. "Yeah?" I tried to fake grogginess to the best of my ability. "Can I sleep with you?" My heart stopped. In nanoseconds I attempted to analyze the possible implications of such a simple childish question until my brain got jumbled and instinct took over. "Sure, okay, but don't you got your own bed?" At the very instant those words rolled out of my mouth, I wanted to catch them and pull them back but it was too late. What if he would change his mind? "I had a nightmare" he said sadly. I was filled with shame and guilt. Had my acts permeated his subconscious and manifested as dreams? Nightmares. I had scared the boy with my selfish act of lust...even if he was not aware of it. Jordy rolled onto my bed and close into me. We both faced the same direction without much to look at other than my window. The shades were up but the wind must have died down as the curtains did not move about as they did in Jordan's room a few minutes ago. Had that really happened? Indeed it had. I had trespassed into the room of my young nephew and into his innocent dreams. But at least he was not consciously aware of what I had done to him. Otherwise he would not come to me when he felt afraid. This boy felt he needed a safe place to go and he came to me. Boy, that really made me feel low. Here was this boy who trusted me so much that he ran to me when he needed comfort and safety and I was the one he was ultimately running from. Running from me and finding me...a deluded anomaly that that briefly entertained me before the realization hit me that Jordan was again sleeping. No, I could not do it again! Surely I would not chance my luck by again feasting upon the innocence of my young nephew. I felt the longing. I could almost feel the temptation coming over me like twilight over a landscape. It was almost as if I was hanging onto a cliff for dear life and temptation was sitting beside me, removing my grip finger-by-finger. The impurity again entranced me; I was beyond control. Perhaps I could just take a peek. There is no harm in that. I would just take a peek and then I could easily convince myself to do nothing more. I slowly lifted up the covers. Moonlight struck the opening and revealed Jordy to me. He lay there in all of his glory, on his side, facing away from me. His knees were forward and clasped together like hands in prayer and this had the effect of truly defining his buttocks. My gaze was involuntarily fixed on Jordan's ass. It was so well defined - so...sculpted - that it was almost beyond belief. Oh to just touch it... But what was I thinking! It would be madness! Surely he would notice what I was doing and then it would be over. How would I handle such a situation? I knew I shouldn't dare to touch it but how could I resist! I knew what I would do: I would move my hand carelessly as if in sleep and just brush by the region. That would be innocent enough - if accused, I could explain my way out of that. I prepared my hand for its journey. Then, I let it go. The foot or two it traveled felt like an eternity before contact was made. Oh the touch! It was as if all of the cells of the back of my hand were singing hymns of joy! I had to do it again - this time, using the palm of my hand. Jordan had not stirred in the slightest and he was probably dead asleep anyway. I moved my hand and placed it on Jordan's butt and, to my horror, kept it there! I even applied a gentle squeeze. That was too much for me. If I had attempted to masturbate I would have cum right there. I pulled my hand away as perversity dictated a new goal. I had to see what it looked like. If anything, I would tell Jordan his underwear came off in his sleep. I had to see what his ass looked like. I placed my right index finger at the waistband of his boxers. The left index finger followed. Then, in gentle motions, I jerked the boxers down to his lower thighs. Throughout it all, Jordan did not undergo the slightest change. Then I saw it. His naked boy ass, pale white in the moonlight. I don't think I could have more of an erection. I felt like my dick was going to launch like a rocket. The softness...the firmness...it was almost like an apple! I caressed Jordy's boy buns. The skin was impeccably soft to the touch. I ran my hand up and down Jordan's ass as longing filled all of my being. Then I was completely overcome. I had to kiss it. It was not a question of whether I should or not. The compulsion was there - I had to comply. I moved my body lower in bed so my face was the same level as his ass. Then I moved closer. Before you wonder, there was no unsavory fragrance. Jordan had showered right before bedtime. I moved closer and closer and then planted a kiss on his cheek. Then another. Then another. I was overcome with the need to kiss his boy butt. Then I began to lick. Savoring the taste of this sinful apple - the forbidden fruit. I kissed and licked down his butt and then ran my tongue up Jordan's crack. When my tongue reached the winking eye of God itself, Jordan squirmed - and my heart stopped. I was dead. I had to be. Or at least I wish I were. I moved onto my back and shut my eyes tightly. Jordan likewise moved onto his back. I could see it now. He would sit up and accuse me of everything. But he did not. He lay there - perfectly still. Likewise, I lay there. Neither of us moved for what felt like hours, though it must have been just a few minutes. Then I felt it. The soft pure boy thigh landing on my own. Could it be an invitation? I glanced over at Jordan and his eyes were closed. He showed no signs of being disturbed over what he must have consciously experienced. He may even have been inviting me to continue! At that point, there was no turning back. I placed my hand softly on his left thigh. I let it bask there in his glory. Then I began to caress it, working my way down closer to his jewels. Shockingly, Jordy spread his legs wider to give me more access. This spurred me like a madman. I came into contact with his silken scrotum. I gently played with his balls in my hand and saw a smile faintly develop on Jordan's face. He was no doubt perfectly aware of what was going on - and he was loving it! I decided to be bold. Gently, I took hold of Jordan's boxers and slipped them off. Jordan's feet came out through the leg holes and softly landed on the bed and, throughout it all, Jordan acted as though asleep. It was like a god granting me the right to worship him but not necessarily committing his presence to the ritual - or at least not letting me know either way. I likewise pulled up Jordan's shirt and his stomach and boyish chest were revealed to me. There he lay - sensationally seductive - and I, his captivated admirer. My ritual began. I covered Jordan's chest with kisses. I stopped to lick each nipple before licking down to his tummy. My tongue circled his cute innie of a belly button and then I traveled his navel toward my ultimate goal. Jordy pulled his legs up; his soft feet rested closely on either side of my hands. I gently licked from the base of Jordan's penis to the head. A faint moan escaped his lips. My lips enveloped his dickhead and I took him into me. I moved my head up and down as Jordy began to lift his butt off the bed, meeting my motions. As I increased my speed and began to suck harder, I let my hands run freely amidst his torso and thighs. Jordan was becoming more and more into the process. Then, just as he really began to buck and fuck my mouth, I removed myself from his penis and began to lick and suck his balls. I let my tongue play with them one by one. Then, I took both of them into my mouth. Jordy was in heaven. As I sucked his balls, he whimpered softly and curled his toes. Then, I let my tongue traverse lower down the trail towards his asshole. I lifted his legs into the air as I buried my tongue in his butt hole. I began fucking his asshole with my tongue and Jordan almost lost it. "Ohh ohh ohh oh geez!" He moaned as my tongue moved in and out of Jordy, sending him into ecstasy. As I licked Jordan's asshole, my hand wrapped around his boy member and began to furiously jerk him off. His little body was overcome with new sensations. Jordy began to shake as he experienced his first orgasm. He squealed as his immature penis throbbed in my hands and released his innocent lust. His legs went limp in my hands and he was clearly spent. His chest rose and fell rapidly with every breath. I needed to get off badly so I grabbed a nearby tissue, stroked myself only a few times, and shot a huge load. Then, I collapsed on the bed besides Jordy. As I was trying to catch my breath, Jordy put his tender leg on me and cuddled up closer to me. "I love you, uncle Tom" he said. "I love you, too."