Date: Sat, 26 Apr 2014 22:39:30 -0700 (PDT) From: Db Byron Subject: Jacobs Playhouse Part Three M/b Incest DISCLAIMER: The following story contains descriptions of sexual activity between men and minors, especially boys. If you are under 18 years of age, READ NO FURTHER. If you are morally opposed to sexually explicit fiction involving minors, READ NO FURTHER. The following story is fantasy only and was written for the author's private enjoyment. Others have convinced me to share... This fiction is not intended to contribute in any way to illegal actions by the reader, nor is it intended to contribute in any way to harmful acts toward children. All events portrayed are fictional, if you like what you've read, write me at db.byron@yahoo.com. Additional parts to this story depend on feedback, so, be sure to write if you liked it! The Nifty Archive has welcomed thousands of open-minded men to indulge in their hottest and darkest fantasies. Anything is possible in a story. But making those stories available is only possible with help from you. So curl up with an erotic tale. Let it take you to the edge of ecstasy and back again. Then take a moment and donate. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html - Chapter Three: "The Cookout" It had been a week since we'd started building my Nephew Jacob's Playhouse. The construction was finally complete but it still needed some furniture. Jacob was very excited and had been begging us to throw a party for the Playhouse. So he could invite his friends over to see it. We decided to have a cookout to celebrate but I wanted the Playhouse to be totally finished for them to see. Luckily, my Brother had found a bed and some other furnishings on Craigslist and had gone to pick them up. I was hoping he'd get them back to the house before everyone arrived. I'd already called Coach Roberts and Kevin. They both were excited and said they'd attend the cookout. I was surprised that Kevin was going to come. After all, I hadn't seen him in weeks. He'd been out of town visiting some old Navy friends of his, at some Naval Reunion get together upstate. But he'd hurried back because our friend Tom wasn't doing well. Tom was a really great guy we'd met at the Blue Crane Nudist Community and it was because of him that we'd met Kevin. I was really worried about Tom's health, once I heard he wasn't doing so well. He was an older gentlemen and not in the best shape. But he could make you laugh and he had a great personality. I felt I should ask him to come to the cookout too. I just wasn't sure if he was going to come. Kevin said he'd talk to him about it though. I sat outside with Jacob in his Playhouse as we waited for Mark to get back with the furniture. It was a cool day but the sun was shining. So we had just our sweatpants on. We'd been waiting outside for Mark, for probably a good half an hour. Just as I was about to go inside to get something to drink. I heard the sound of my Dad's truck pulling up in the driveway. Me and Jacob got down from the Playhouse as Mark pulled the truck around to the back of the house. He'd borrowed my Dad's truck and gone alone to pick up the furniture. My Dad and Alex had stayed behind to start preparing food in the kitchen. They'd been spending a lot of time together in the house lately. My Dad was keeping a very close eye on Alex, who hadn't been feeling too good after an intense fuck session with Derek. I had been concerned about Jacob taking Derek's massive cock, but he seemed to have handled it better than I thought he would. However, my Dad apparently didn't have the same concerns for Alex's well-being or his safety and he wasn't faring so well. I felt sorry for the boy and I thought he needed to get checked out by a Doctor. Unfortunately, my Dad was too afraid to take him to a hospital and risk them reporting the obvious abuse. He had every reason to be afraid. He had used and abused the boy really hard. I just hoped he'd come to his senses and get the boy seen by a Doctor sooner rather than later. As Mark parked the truck near the Playhouse, me and Jacob walked over and started untying the ropes around the furniture. Then Mark hopped out of the truck and closed the door. He looked like the classic country boy, wearing his blue jeans and a white tank top. Which showed off his hairy arms and chest quite well. He walked around to the back of the truck to join us. "Well that didn't take too long." I said, "Looks like you got some good stuff." "Yup. I didn't have far to go." Mark said, "When I went to get the bed, the guy who owned it also gave me this couch for free." Mark patted the couch, directing me and Jacob to looked at it. It looked like it was in good shape. I was surprised the owner would just give it away. "It looks great. He just gave it away?" I asked. "Yup. He said he didn't have space for it. It was just sitting in his garage." Mark replied. "Good deal. You can't beat free. Haha." I said laughing. Then Mark and I started to pull the couch out of the bed of the truck. Only to have to stop, once we realized there was no way we could carry it up the ladder of the Playhouse. We stood there for a minute trying to decide which was the best way to proceed. "Hmm... I guess we didn't think about how we were gonna get shit up there, huh?" I asked. "I had this all thought out. Well, ok, I thought I had it all thought out. Haha." Mark replied laughing. Just then, I heard another vehicle coming up the driveway. "Hey, kiddo. Go see who that is." I said. "Ok." Jacob said as he took off running around to the front side of the house. A few minutes passed and Jacob came walking back with Kevin right beside him. He was swearing sweatpants just like me and Jacob were. It was actually the very first time I'd seem him wearing clothes, aside from the dog-tags around his neck that he never took off. His hairy chest and scar on his left peck was nearly enough to make my mouth water. That and the sexy military tattoos on his arms. Of course the bulge in the front of his gray sweatpants was even more distracting. But I tried not to stare to much as him and Jacob came over to the truck. "Well, look who's early." Mark said. "Heck, I think he's just in time." I said. "Hey boys. Looks like you could use a hand." Kevin said. "More like a crane. Haha." Mark said laughing. Kevin walked up and then hopped up in the bed of the truck. He took a look at the distance between the truck and the Playhouse and then motioned for us to stand the couch up in the bed of the truck. "Eh, this is gonna be a piece of cake." Kevin said, "You boys climb up there and I'll hand the stuff to you." Mark and I quickly climbed up to the front porch of the Playhouse and Kevin leaned the couch over in the bed of the truck. It rested just on the edge of the Playhouse porch. Then Mark and I grabbed hold of the couch as Kevin lifted it and pushed it toward us. Within a about 20 minutes, the three of us had unloaded the truck. We'd set the couch on the porch of the Playhouse, assembled the twin-sized bed in the room of the Playhouse and set up some chairs and a table. We even had some lights that we were going to put up but first we needed to get the extension card and run it across the backyard. As Jacob went around to the small shed in the front of the house to grab the extension cord; Mark, Kevin and I sat on the couch on the Playhouse porch. It was pretty neat to sit up there and look over the backyard. Even though it was really only about 5-8 feet off the ground. We felt like kings sitting up there. "This is a pretty damn nice Playhouse. You boys did a great Job. I wish I'd had a place like this when I was a kid." Kevin said. "I know right. The best we had was blankets draped over the dining room table and chairs, to make a fort." Mark said. "It's too bad you couldn't persuade Tom to come with you. I bet he'd love to sit up here and watch the kids play." I said. Kevin's expression changed as stopped to look around slowly. Then he put his hand on my leg and patted it gently. "I'm afraid Tom's got a better view of your backyard than we do right now, Jimmy." Kevin said as he tried not to get choked up. I looked at Kevin and I couldn't help but get teary-eyed. "What..." I said softly, "You don't mean..." "I'm afraid so... They found his body this morning. They say he went in his sleep." Kevin said. "What was wrong with him, if you don't mind me asking." Mark said. "His ticker quick ticking... He'd been on meds for his heart for years. He knew it was only a matter of time..." Kevin replied, "At least he went peacefully. I'd like to think he went, while dreaming about fucking a sweet little boy." I was speechless. I hadn't known Tom for very long. But for some reason I found myself completely caught off guard and overwhelmed. I couldn't help but cry. Kevin put his arm around me and held me as I just started sobbing uncontrollably. Mark rubbed my leg and tried to comfort me. He wasn't upset like I was but than again, he'd only met Tom once. As I sat there crying, Jacob wandered back into the backyard with the extension cord in his hand. Mark stood up and climbed down from the Playhouse to meet him. He didn't want Jacob to see me so upset. So he helped Jacob roll out the extension cord and plugged it in. Then they went inside. "I can't believe he's gone." I said crying, "I'm gonna miss him so much. He was the first person I could actually say was my friend at the Blue Crane. He was so sweet and kind. He introduced me to you." Kevin hugged me and I knew he was doing his damnedest to hold back tears. "He'll be missed but never forgotten." Kevin said, "One of the greatest joys for him was meeting you and Jacob. You guys made him happy. He talked about you all the time." Hearing that just made me cry even more. It was so sad to hear that Tom was gone. It was even sadder to hear he talked about us all the time and I never knew it. I hadn't realized how much of an impact we had, had on him. "I'm surprised you even came now." I said crying. "I wouldn't miss Jacob's party for the world. Tom was my best friend at the Blue Crane and with him gone, I think I need to be around my family right now." Kevin said. I wiped the tears from my face and looked at him. To hear him call us family made me happy and sad all the same time. I tried to calm myself down as I leaned in and kissed him. He kissed me back and then we just looked out over the backyard together. As we sat there consoling each other, we saw my Dad and Alex come out of the house. They walked out onto the dirt patio area outside the backdoor, holding a tray of food for grilling and a bottle of lighter fluid. My Dad had on sweatpants and a long shirt and Alex had on one of Jacob's old shirts that didn't fit him anymore. It hung low enough to cover the boy's waist. My Dad lifted up the lid of the grill and started getting it ready as Alex set his tray down on the table beside the grill. "I thought you only had one Nephew. Who's that little guy?" Kevin asked as he watched Alex like a chicken hawk. "That's Alex." I said, "He's my Dad's adopted Grandson." "Sweet Jesus. Someone let your old man adopt a kid?" Kevin asked. "He was Nancy's Daughter's boy." I replied. "Nancy... You mean from Blue Crane? That's the boy her Daughter Denise had custody of?" Kevin asked. "Yup." I replied as I tried to calm down. "If I'd known he was real, I would have taken her up on her offer to take him in." Kevin said. I looked at him surprised, "She asked you too?" "Hell she asked me, like, four times. I thought she was bullshitting me or something." Kevin said, "I would have taken him home and pounded his little ass in a heartbeat. If I had known she was serious." "How can you think of sex at time like this?" I asked. "How can I not? Besides, it's what Tom would've wanted." Kevin said with a smirk. "You sick bastard... You are so right. He totally would have." I said chuckling to myself. As we watched Alex, we noticed he kept holding his stomach from time to time. "Why's he keep doing that?" Kevin asked. "You mean holding his tummy? You'd be doing it too if you took a 10.5" uncut cock up your ass. Well, unless your Jacob apparently." I said with a smirk. Kevin's eyes popped open wide and his cock bulged up in his sweatpants. Then he looked around for a moment. I looked over at him confused. "What are you looking for?" I asked. "I'm looking for the horse you must have bought while I was gone. 10.5" Holy shit!" Kevin replied. "Actually it was a black donkey and you missed him. That's what you get for going out of town." I said with a grin. Kevin laughed and said, "Haha. Gee thanks, I missed you too." I kissed his cheek and then stood up, just as my Dad tossed a match into the grill igniting the charcoal. "So, what's your old man cooking anyway?" Kevin asked as he stood up next to me. I turned to him and replied, "Looks like Hamburgers and Hot Dogs." "Mmmmm. Sounds good. I guess I'll save my sausage for later then." Kevin said with a grin as he rubbed his bulge through his sweatpants. "You and me both." I said grinning, "I'm betting there will be plenty of little buns to fill by then." "Oh really?" Kevin asked, "Who else is coming?" As I was about to answer him, I heard the sound of another vehicle coming up the driveway. From where we were standing, we couldn't see who it was but it sounded like a Jeep. "I think we're about to find out." I said as I heard the sound of a vehicle door slam shut. I turned around and headed down the ladder of the Playhouse. Kevin followed me and we joined the others on the patio. He stopped to admire little Alex as I continued to walk in the backdoor and through the house to the front door. I opened the door to find Coach Roberts standing there in his shorts and t-shirt. "Howdy." I said. "Hi James." He said. "You're right on time, come on in." I said welcoming him in. "Awesome." He replied as he walked inside. I closed the door and we walked back through the house and out onto the patio. Once there, I introduced him to Kevin. "Kevin this is Jacob's Youth Soccer Coach, Coach Roberts." I said, "Coach this is Kevin, a good friend of ours from the Blue Crane." The two men shook hands as Jacob came running up with his soccer ball in his hands. "Hey Coach!" Jacob said excitedly. "Hey Pucker." Coach Roberts replied. Kevin's eyes lit up as he heard Jacob's nickname. He looked at me and grinned from ear to ear. I couldn't help but smile. "Billy isn't with you?" Jacob asked. "No, was he supposed to be?" Coach Roberts replied. "That's weird. He said he'd be here." Jacob said. Just then, there was a knock on the front door. I walked back through the house and answered the door. To my surprise, Billy and a man were standing there. I looked over their shoulders and noticed a small car parked in the driveway. It looked like one of those new high-tech battery cars. Which would explain why I didn't hear it pull up. Then I looked at the two of them. Billy was dressed in his shorts and a t-shirt. While the man was dressed in pants with a long sleeve dress shirt. He looked to be in his mid-40's. With red hair, a trimmed beard and glasses. "Hi Billy." I said greeting him. "Hello, Jacob's Uncle James." Billy said very politely, "We're here for the cookout. I hope it's ok that I brought my Dad." "Of course it is." I said, "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm, well, Jacob's Uncle James." The man reached out his hand and I shook it. "I'm Dr. Eric B. Winer. But my friends call me Eric." Eric said introducing himself. "Billy, you never mentioned your Dad was a Doctor." I said, "Mind if I ask what you practice?" "I'm a pediatrician. I have a small private office downtown." Eric replied as he reached into his pocket and handed me his card. As I read the card, I couldn't help but notice the slogan at the bottom which read 'We're all pink on the inside." I wasn't sure if it was meant to be funny or not but I nearly cracked a smile reading it. I held the card in my hand as I motioned for them both to come inside. Billy rushed through the house and out the backdoor to where Jacob and Coach Roberts were. The three of them then headed off into the backyard and started kicking the soccer ball around. I slowly lead Billy's Dad out to the backyard just as my Dad was bringing Alex inside. Eric walked out the backdoor to join the others and I approached my Dad. I handed him the card and smiled. "Check this out." I said. My Dad looked at the card and his eyes grew wide. He turned around and looked back out the backdoor at Eric as he stood there next to Kevin and Mark just outside the door. "I wonder if he makes house calls..." My Dad said. "I think you should find out." I said with a grin. My Dad put the card in his pocket and then he lead Alex down the hallway to the bathroom. I joined the others outside and opened the cooler that was sitting next to the grill. I grabbed a beer and then looked over at the men. "Kevin, heads up." I said as I tossed Kevin a can of beer. He caught it and popped it open. Then I looked at Eric and Mark. "You guys want one?" I asked. "Sure." Mark replied. "I'll take a bottled water if you have it." Eric replied. "Sure thing." I said as I reached in, grabbing two beers and a bottled water. I handed the bottled water to Eric and the beer to Mark. Then I popped open the remaining can for myself. I closed the cooler and sat on it as I took a sip. While I sat there I glanced over at the grill and the tray of uncooked food. I was about to get back up to cook it, when Kevin walked over and looked down at me. "Where'd our Master Chef sneak off to?" Kevin asked. "I think he's in the bathroom with Alex. The boy's having a rough time with his stomach today." I said, hoping that Eric would overhear me. "You don't think he'll mind if I toss some burgers on here will he? I'm starving." Kevin said. "Go ahead. Show us how you cooked for those boys in the Navy." "So you want me to poison us all. Got it." Kevin said with a smirk. I laughed as Kevin handed me his beer and picked up the tray of food. He started placing the meat on the grill and soon he had taken over the duty of cooking. After about 20-30 minutes, the food was done and he pulled the meat off the grill. He placed it back on the tray and I called everyone over to grab a plate. Jacob and Billy ran over first and got what they wanted and headed up to the Playhouse to eat. While the rest of us slowly picked out our food and headed inside to eat. After dinner, the sun was just starting to go down and Mark figured it was time to see how the Playhouse looked all lit up. We all headed outside to the patio as Mark grabbed some lights from the truck and strung them along the roof of the Playhouse. Then he plugged them into the extension cord. The lights lit up and as they did, the kids eyes lit up too. There was a collective, "Ooh and Aww" from everyone. For the kids it was almost as exciting as lighting up a Christmas tree. They were so happy and Jacob was so proud of the work we had done on his Playhouse. He basking in the glow of the lights and for him it was his time to shine. Mark came wandering back over to us as Jacob and Billy ran over to the Playhouse and climbed up inside. "You've built a fine Playhouse my man." Kevin said. "It's definitely impressive." Coach Roberts said. "It sure is. It looks awesome, Mark." I said. I patted my Brother on the back and he smiled. It was a great moment to share with the family and our friends. However, as we all stood there admiring the Playhouse, little Alex started to complain about his stomach. "Grandpa, my tummy still hurts." Alex said, "It hurts bad." My Dad and Eric both looked down at Alex. "Has it been bothering him awhile?" Eric asked. "For about a week." My Dad replied. "Hmm... I don't usually do this. But I have my stethoscope in the car. I'll take a listen if you like." Eric said. "I'd really appreciate it." My Dad said as he picked up Alex and carried him inside. Eric followed him and Mark did as well. I looked over at Kevin and smiled. "I think it's time for sausage." I said. "Sausage?" Coach Roberts asked as I reached over and grabbed his crotch, "Ohhhhmmmmm." I smiled at him and the three of us headed up to the Playhouse to join Billy and Jacob. As the five of us gathered in the Playhouse, I watched my Dad's bedroom window as the light in his room came on. With the light on, I knew it would be safe for us to get comfy and that Alex was about to get a checkup he'd not soon forget. Coach Roberts and Jacob sat together on the couch, outside the room of the Playhouse. While Kevin, Billy and I, sat on the bed in the room. Kevin and I were sipping our beers and sharing them with Billy. Who was very nervous about drinking with us knowing his Dad was just inside the house. "I've never tasted beer before." Billy said as he sipped the beer. "It'll put hair on your chest and a few other places. Haha." Kevin said laughing. Billy smiled and sipped the beer pretty eagerly after hearing that. "That'a boy. Drink it up." Kevin said. "But not too fast." I said, "You wanna keep those balls smooth as long as you can." Kevin smiled and said, "He's seen your balls, eh? How'd that happen boy?" "I'm gay, sir..." Billy replied softly, "But you can't let my Dad know." "Why's that now?" Kevin asked. I knew Kevin didn't know about Billy or the abuse we'd suspected his Dad of giving him. I looked over at Kevin as Billy became noticeably quiet. I felt I needed to speak up before things got awkward. "Billy's Dad can be... Well... He's very strict. Physically strict." I said. Kevin looked at me as he finished his beer. He set the can on the floor and put his arm around Billy. "So, your Daddy has to keep you in line, huh?" Kevin asked. "Yes, Sir." Billy replied. "But you know it's because he loves you. He wants the best for you I'm sure." Kevin said. "Yes, Sir. I know, Sir." Billy said. I watched as Kevin reached his hand over and placed it on Billy's thigh. He held the boy close with his arm around him. Billy looked nervous as he sat there. "Some boys need extra discipline from their Daddy's to make them good boys. You're one of those boys aren't you? You can tell me." Kevin said. "I, I guess I am, Sir." Billy replied nervously. "MmmHmm. I wouldn't be doing right by your old man now, if I didn't tell him his little boy loved cock though would I?" Kevin asked. "Please, Sir. Please, don't tell him." Billy pleaded nervously. I watched as Kevin moved his hand up and shoved it down the front of Billy's shorts. "Ohh!" Billy gasped. "If you want me to keep your secret. You're gonna have to earn it boy." Kevin said, "How old are you, boy?" "I'm 12, Sir." Billy replied. "Are you sure? You feel awfully smooth for 12." Kevin said, "I bet you've got a tiny dick too don't you." Billy was so nervous he didn't know what to say. Kevin pulled the front of the boy's shorts down, exposing his boy cock. "Ohhmmmm." Billy gasped. "You see this, James? Look at this tiny boy dick." Kevin said. I looked over and nodded my head as I sat my empty beer can down. "This thing is so tiny. It's not even big enough to use for anything. Haha." Kevin said laughing. I watched as Billy looked down at his boy cock and I could see how disappointed and embarrassed he felt. Kevin fondled him and then released the boy's waistband and his little shorts rose back up. "You wanna see a real fucking cock? Hmm?" Kevin asked. Then Kevin pulled down the waistband of the sweatpants he was wearing. He pulled them down to his ankles, revealing his huge 9" cut cock to Billy. "Holy shit!" Billy said as he looked at Kevin's cock. "This here's the purple headed logger." Kevin said proudly, "It ain't some tiny dick like you've got. It's a fucking real mans cock." I could see Billy was ashamed being told that and Kevin knew it too. He reached over and picked up Billy's hand and placed it on his huge cock. "Don't feel bad boy. You just need to feel more of these." Kevin said, "Feel them, suck them, and let them fuck your pretty ass. An one day you'll get a big one of your own." Billy felt Kevin's cock and it quickly grew hard. I watched as Kevin guided the boy's hand to help him stroke it. "You want me to keep my mouth shut. You better open yours and suck my cock." Kevin said. Billy looked scared to death as he stroked the man's huge cock. "Put it in your mouth, Billy. Give it a good suck." I said. I watched as Billy got down on the floor between Kevin's legs and held the huge shaft in his hands. "There you go. Suck it boy." Kevin said. Billy nervously opened his mouth and took the head inside. As he began to suck Kevin, I pulled my sweatpants down and started stroking my 8" cut cock. Kevin put his hand on Billy's head and guided the boy's lips up and down on his shaft. "That's right. I won't tell your Daddy his boy's a little cocksucker. Mmmmm." Kevin said. After a few minutes of having Billy suck him. Kevin lifted the boy's head up and Billy stood up. "Get that shirt off and drop your shorts boy." Kevin said, "Let's have a look at what your Daddy done did to you." Billy nervously undressed in front of us, revealing his bruises to his legs and ribs. They looked fresher than the ones I had seen before. Clearly his Dad had been continuing to physically abuse him. "Spin around slowly for me." Kevin said. Billy slowly spun around and Kevin looked at the bruises. Then he stopped and faced Kevin. "Your Daddy's been busy. He's been teaching you a lot of lessons, huh?" Kevin asked. "Yes, Sir." Billy replied. "It looks like he's had to lay a whipping on you all over." Kevin said, "But I think he missed a spot." Billy's eyes widen as Kevin reached up and grabbed his hips. He pulled the boy toward him and stood him between his legs. Then he reached around and spread his tiny butt cheeks. He ran his finger over Billy's puckered hole and the boy shivered. "Mmmmmm. Your Daddy want go here will he?" Kevin asked. "No, Sir." Billy replied shaking his head. "But you want him to don't you. You want your Daddy to fuck your little ass." Kevin said. Billy started to whimper softly as he stood there too afraid to answer. I could see the boy tremble as Kevin rubbed his finger on his tiny hole. "I know I'm not your Daddy. But I'm damn sure gonna fuck your ass." Kevin said. Then he pulled Billy closer and lifted him up by his hips. He set him down on his lap, straddling him. His huge cock was sticking up in front of the boy as he sat there shivering in fear. I watched as Kevin reached his hands up and rubbed the boy's chest. As I watched, I noticed two faces looking towards me through the front window of the Playhouse. On the other side of the glass, sitting on the couch, was Jacob and Coach Roberts. Both of them were watching and probably had been for awhile before I noticed them. - To read more stories featuring my Nephew Jacob and his Family & Friends. Please visit http://www.jacobsplayhouse.com/