Date: Sat, 23 Jan 2016 14:28:24 +0700 From: Bill Jonners Subject: Jamie and Uncle George 58 Can you imagine life without Nifty? Please show your support with contributions to keep the Archive online. You can find out how at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This story is completely fictional. It contains descriptions of sexual interactions between a teenager, his uncle and other males. Comments welcome at colin4men@gmail.com JAMIE AND UNCLE GEORGE Chapter 58 Jamie was the first person awake on Christmas morning. He wanted to get up and open his presents but he knew he'd have to wait until the others got up. He listened to his dad gently snoring and smiled as he remembered the sex party downstairs the previous evening and then the private fun in bed afterwards. Playing with his stiff cock, Jamie recalled the sixty-nine session with his dad and how they had gone from sucking each other's cocks to rimming each other. And then his dad had fucked him - a long fuck due to Andy having cum a short time earlier. Jamie had cum while being fucked. His dad had kept his cock inside Jamie's arse after fucking him and, at Jamie's request, had pissed up his arse. Jamie got a thrill from doing something so dirty and he knew his dad would never have agreed to it if he hadn't drunk so much. His dad had been sound asleep when Jamie returned from emptying his bowels so Jamie had wanked off alone wondering if he might drink some of his dad's piss next time. Thinking of piss, Jamie realised he needed to relieve himself now. He got out of bed and went to the bathroom. He tried to get back into bed without disturbing his dad but he didn't succeed. "Oh, my head." Andy groaned and closed his eyes again. Jamie had never seen his dad with a hangover but he knew that is what it would be. "I'll get you some paracetamol, Dad," he said. He knew there was some in his uncle's bathroom cabinet so he went to his uncle's room and listened outside the door. No sound could be heard so he quietly opened the door and crept inside. He smiled when he saw Anders and his uncle lying asleep close together and wished he could join them. However he had to help his dad so he found the paracetamol and went back to the other room with it and a large glass of water. "Thanks, son," said Andy as he drained the glass of water. "I'll be fine in a little while." Jamie smiled and got back into bed, cuddling up close to his dad. About an hour later, Jamie heard movement in the corridor and he slipped out of bed. He found Anders looking a bit rough and rubbing his forehead. "Do you have a headache too?" Jamie asked. Anders nodded then winced. "I'll get the paracetamol," said Jamie. A short time later, Jamie was sitting in the kitchen eating cereal while Anders sipped a strong black coffee. Nothing much was said. Then George came in looking his normal self. "I'm hungry this morning. Does anyone else fancy bacon and eggs?" "I do," replied Jamie. Anders just shook his head. George sang to himself as he cooked breakfast. "Do you think your dad will want some?" he asked Jamie. "He'll probably just want toast. He's suffering the same as Anders." Jamie grinned. "Speak of the devil..." Andy entered at that point. "Morning." He looked at the others and took a seat beside Anders. Jamie poured him a cup of coffee. "Toast, Dad?" Andy nodded. It was a quieter than normal breakfast and Jamie kept his voice low when he chatted to his uncle. Once the dishes were washed and put away, George said, "I think it's time to open the presents." Jamie couldn't help get excited as he followed George through to the living room. Andy and Anders followed the pair, not wanting to spoil things for the boy. "This is from me," said George. The brown paper wrapping did nothing to hide the fact that it was a bicycle. Jamie ripped the paper off, admired the gleaming bike and then gave his uncle a kiss and a huge hug. "Thanks, Uncle George. It's fantastic!" Jamie took his small gifts from under the Christmas tree and handed them to the adults. They all expressed pleasure and thanked Jamie. "My present to you is under the tree," Anders said to Jamie. "So are mine," added Andy. Jamie found what appeared to be a book with his name on the gift tag. "The Oor Wullie annual, and an envelope." He smiled up at his dad. "I know you love Oor Wullie. The envelope contains money so that you can buy clothes to suit yourself," said Andy. "I rarely see you wearing clothes so I don't know what you like these days." Jamie grinned and thanked his dad. The next box was also from his dad. "A transistor radio! Thanks, Dad." Jamie had a huge smile as he switched the radio on and found a local pop station. The final package was from Anders and it turned out to be a camera. "I thought you might want to take some photos when you visit Sweden," said Anders. "Oh, I will. Thank you very much." Jamie gave Anders a kiss and a big hug. "And thank you, Dad." Jamie moved to his dad and hugged him tightly. Andy kissed the top of his son's head. "Your mum sent money and some Belgian chocolates. I forgot to bring them down." "I'll get them later. Can I go outside and try out the bike?" Jamie asked. "Only once you put some clothes on," replied Andy. "It's warm in here but it will be chilly outside. Jamie grinned and hurried upstairs to get dressed. *** Jamie cycled in front of the house for a while and then headed towards Josef's house. The huge black man was returning from the stables and he gave Jamie a smile and a wave. "Hey, Josef. Merry Christmas!" shouted Jamie. "Do you like my new bicycle?" "Merry Christmas, Jamie. The bicycle looks very good," replied Josef. "Come inside. I have something for you." Jamie was curious. He parked his bike and followed Josef into his house. "It's just a book about horses but I hope you like it," Josef said as he handed Jamie the present. "It's lovely," Jamie said as he flicked through the pages and looked at the pictures. "I'm sorry but I didn't buy you a Christmas present." "That's okay. I wasn't expecting a present from you," said Josef. "I need to get back to the others soon but I'd love to give you a blowjob." Jamie grinned at the black man. "I'd love that." Josef smiled at Jamie. The boy knelt down and opened Josef's jeans to take the large, now semi-hard black cock in his small hands. He kissed the cockhead then started licking the shaft, marvelling as it slowly lengthened and stiffened. Jamie could no longer get his fingers completely around the shaft by the time the cock was fully erect. At 10.5 inch (26.5 cm) long and very thick, it was a very nice impressive cock. Jamie licked the cockhead and then took it into his mouth to suck it, while wanking it gently. He used the tip of his tongue to tease the glans and the piss-slit and enjoyed tasting the pre-cum which started flowing. And then Jamie went back to sucking the big black cock again. Josef loved the feel of the boy's fingers, lips and tongue on his cock and balls. He also loved the erotic sight of the young boy on his knees servicing him. It wasn't long before he was spunking off and filling Jamie's mouth with think cum. As always he produced a huge load but Jamie was able to swallow it all. When Jamie returned home, Anders was feeling much better. He called Jamie over and gave him a large envelope. "I meant to give you this last night but I'm afraid I got a bit drunk. It's something from Sture." Jamie ripped the envelope open and found a Christmas card with a loving message and some photographs. One of the photos showed Sture in skimpy swim briefs and Jamie gazed at it for several minutes. He looked over and saw that his dad and his uncle were deep in conversation. "Come upstairs with me, Anders. I want to give you something." Jamie winked at the tall Swede. Anders happily followed Jamie to his bedroom and accepted a kiss from him. Then he stood and watched the boy undress. "You know I'm in love with Sture," said Jamie as he finished stripping off. "But I love you too and I want you to fuck me. Will you fuck me, please?" "I'd love to," replied Anders. He pulled the boy closer and kissed. Then he lifted him and carried over onto the bed. Anders quickly undressed and joined Jamie on the bed. They kissed again and then moved into a sixty-nine position, sucking each other's stiff cocks. Several minutes passed and then Jamie moved back. "I'm really horny, Anders. Fuck me now, please!" Anders said nothing. He just turned Jamie onto his front and began rimming him. The boy sighed as the hot tongue got to work. It didn't take Anders long to open Jamie up. He used his tongue, then one finger and then two. Jamie was now moaning and pre-cum dribbled down his cock. "Oh, fuck me now! Please fuck me hard!" Jamie begged. Anders reached for the always handy KY jelly and lubricated his 9 inch (23 cm) long cock. Seconds later his cock was slowly sliding into Jamie's eager arsehole. "Ooh, yeah. That's better. That's what I need," said Jamie. As soon as his cock was buried deep inside the youngster, Anders gripped Jamie's waist and then he began fucking him. Jamie had asked to be fucked hard and that is what happened. Anders immediately began pounding hard, pulling back and then ramming back deep inside each time. As he slammed against Jamie's buttocks, his large balls bounced against Jamie's smaller ones. His movements became faster and faster. Jamie's moans became louder and louder. And then Jamie cried out, "I'm cumming!" and he began spunking off. Anders' thrusts became even more forceful and then seconds later he gasped and started flooding the boy's hole with his spunk. The pair collapsed on the bed with Anders hugging the boy tightly. Both breathed deeply as they recovered from their exertions. "Thanks, Anders. That was great," said Jamie after a few minutes. Anders smiled and gave the boy a kiss. "Do I smell turkey?" Jamie asked a few moments later. Anders laughed. "Probably. It will be ready soon. Let's clean up and go back downstairs. Your dad will be wondering what you're doing." A short time later everyone was sitting down to Christmas Dinner. It was more French than traditional British but the Scots didn't complain. They all enjoyed the foie-gras starter, the chestnut-stuffed turkey with all the trimmings, a refreshing salad, cheese and finally the Buche de Noel or Yule Log. "I've never felt so stuffed," announced Jamie as he patted his stomach. "No?" Anders smiled, amazed at how much the boy had eaten. "Well, except maybe the first time Uncle George fucked me," Jamie said with a huge grin. "Don't make me laugh," said Andy, holding on to his stomach. "I'm too full to move." "There won't be any fucking tonight," said George. "We all need to relax after that feast." Jamie just smiled, happy at having been fucked before the meal. "I'll help with the dishes," he said when Anders stood up. "Maybe you'll be ready for a blowjob later." George and Andy looked at each and smiled. "What sort of monster have you created, George?" Andy asked. To be continued