Date: Wed, 26 May 2004 19:12:46 -0500 From: leonard webb Subject: Jarrett I stood in the bathroom of my apartment staring at my body in the mirror. A hint of a smile on my face as I looked at the hard muscles rippling beneath my coffee colored skin. My eyes drifted down from my broad shoulders on to my chest. My firm fleshy pecs covered with dark wiry hair. I ran my hand over my flat stomach and slipped my fingers into my drawz over my hairy pubs. I turned and looked at my 6'3", 210 pound frame in the lightly fogged mirror. A muthafucka would never guess I was thirty-three years old. I felt a stirring between my legs and pulled my hand out of my boxers. I had to be at work soon and I didn't want to start some shit that I couldn't finish. I didn't want to be late for work. Even though my boss was my big brother, I was still damn lucky to have a job, considering that I'd spent the last five years in the pen. I gotta tell ya that the last two of those years a nigga really did some thinking. I guess my brother Amos believed me when I told him that I didn't want to go back to the life I was living before. So he gave me a job in the warehouse at his business. For the first couple of weeks after I got out I'd taken the time to get re-acquainted with mama and my thirteen year old son Jarrett. I also renewed a couple of friendships with people who had nothing to do with what I was doing before. I was especially interested in Jarrett, his mama was a dealer who was a three striker and had been staying with my mama for the past year. His uncle Amos had been standing in for me as his daddy while I was locked up. Now it was time for me to step up and handle my business. So the first thing I did was move Jarrett in with me. I saw something in my son that I'd seen in many men, both in and out of the joint. It was apparent to me that Jarrett gay. I was used to showering and being naked around a bunch of men in the pen, and my casual attitude about nudity was still with me. And I noticed Jarrett checking me out a few times when he saw me naked or in my drawz. I loved my son and it didn't bother me that he was gay. For the last three years my cell mate was givin up the best head and ass in the whole joint. And I'd even given up some head a couple of times in my day. And there was this one nigga in the joint Reese. I'd even planned to give up some ass to that muthafucka on the night before I got out. But that big dummy fucked around and got put on lock down the week before. What bothered me a little about Jarrett was that he was too soft. I was tryin every thing I could think of to toughen him up. I spent every minute I could free up with him. I let him hang with me and my boy's, we played sports, and nothin worked. But while he didn't like some of the things we did together he was thrilled just to be with me. I soon grew accustomed to him always smiling at me, and the way he liked to stand or sit close to me. To tell you the truth I was beginning to like it, it was clear that he really loved his daddy. "I guess I'll cut him some slack." I thought to myself as I headed out the door for work. Later that night I lay in bed horny as hell. Only a thin sheet covered my naked body. I was tired of jacking off, I was gonna have to find a muthafucka to take care of my needs and soon. I squeezed my dick through the sheet, and just as I was about to start jackin off Jarrett came into the room and crawled into bed with me. He was wearing nothing but his underwear. He reminded me of his mama, he had her eyes, lips, nose, and caramel skin color. Another thing I noticed he'd gotten from her was her bubble butt. I'd noticed on more than one occasion how the thin white fabric of his briefs stretched across the firm globular mounds of his ass. He was tall like his daddy tho, he was already almost six feet tall and lean. I picked up the remote and turned on the TV as he settled in next to me. And after a few moments I felt his hand on my stomach. I turned from the TV and looked at him, he smiled at me. I smiled back and turned back to the TV. I didn't try to hide the fact that my dick was hard. I lay there with my eight hard and thick inches of dick tenting the sheet over my middle, waiting to see what Jarrett would do next. I didn't have to wait long before I felt his hand moving slowly down my stomach. "You got a big dick too daddy." He said as he took me in his hand through the sheet. "Uh Huh..." I said inhaling deeply at the pleasure of his touch. "Too?" I thought to myself, as I lay there as if nothing was happening. "And hard too." He said, as he began to gently squeeze my dick. I lay quietly for the next few minutes pretending to watch TV while enjoying the sensations coming from between my legs as Jarrett gently squeezed and stroked my dick. Then Jarrett suddenly scrambled to his knees and pulled the sheet from my body and lowered his head over my crotch. "Ummm..." I moaned softly as a wave of pleasure washed over me when I felt his soft warm mouth engulf me. I closed my eyes as his tongue swirled around and around as his lips slowly inched down the shaft of my dick. I knew that this wasn't the first time he'd done something like this. I put my hand on his head and gently pushed it down. As I said before I have eight thick inches and he had no problem taking my dick deep into his throat. I'd had head from grown men that wasn't this good. After a few moments Jarrett began to push his underwear down. I removed my hand from his bobbing head and placed it on his exposed mounds of flesh. His dark chocolate colored skin was soft and smooth to the touch. The soft wet tissues of Jarrett's mouth and throat was feeling better and better on my dick as I squeezed and caressed my son's firm fleshy ass. Soon I was thrusting my hips upwards, pushing my dick deeper into his throat. Jarrett moaned and wiggled his ass when I slipped my fingers between his ass cheeks. I thought about all the men I knew in the pen that would kill to have a pretty thirteen year old boy suckin on their dick's. And I gotta admit I was lovin it too, and the fact that he was my son seemed to turn me on even more. I spit on my fingers and rubbed them in the valley between his cheeks massaging his tight little asshole with my fingertips. I pressed a finger against his butt hole and gently pushed. I heard him moan again as I my finger slowly entered him. Soon I was in him up to the first knuckle. "Yeah baby suck my dick." I whispered, as I fingered his hot little hole, preparing him for what was to come. "Ummmm...Yeahhhh." I moaned from the exquisite pleasure his mouth and throat was giving me as my probing finger slipped deeper into his asshole. After a couple more minutes of finger fucking him I pulled his head off of my dick. "Daddy's gonna fuck you." I told him as I rolled him onto his back. I noticed a look of fear on his face as I kneeled between his legs. "You ever been fucked?" I asked as I raised his legs into the air. He told me that he had not. I draped his legs over my shoulders and took his hard six inch dick in one hand while slipping the other between his asscheeks. I'd popped a couple of cherry's while I was locked up and I loved the way a virgin ass felt on my dick. I lubed his asshole and my dick with more spit and leaning forward I pressed the head of my dick against his hole. His puckered little opening resisted as I pushed forward but I persisted. "Awwwwww...!" Jarrett suddenly cried out and his face contorted in pain as I felt the soft smooth tissue of his ass ring begin to slide over the head of my dick. His hands pushed against my chest and he tried to squirm from beneath me, but I held him firmly in place and continued to push. I ignored his struggles and whimpers of protest, leaving the head of my dick wedged tightly in his virgin butt hole. "Relax baby." I whispered. "It hurts." He whined. "Relax, it'll stop soon." I assured him. "Please daddy, take it out." He continued to whine. Still ignoring his pleas I remained still allowing his asshole time to adjust to the invasion. And as soon as he stopped struggling I slowly continued to enter him. "Aieeeeeeeeeee..." He wailed as his asshole was forced to stretch even more as inch after inch of my hard dick meat slowly disappeared into him. "DaddyyyeeEEEEEEE!" He cried out and a tear rolled down the side of his face as my nutts came to rest on his upturned butt. "Please daddy. Please take it out! It hurts!" He tearfully pleaded. "Shhhhh...It's all in now. I told you it'll stop soon." I whispered in his ear. His tunnel was tight and hot and it throbbed and pulsated around my dick with every beat of his heart. That shit was feelin good! "It's too big!" He sobbed, as he lay pinned helplessly beneath me. I remembered the last time someone had told me that my dick was too big. Russell my last cell mate had screamed those words late one night as I rammed my dick into his virgin asshole. But by the time I'd busted a nutt he was begging me to fuck him harder. I was sure my son would be no different as I looked into his eyes as I began to fuck him. I listened to him groan and whimper. At first barely pulling out before gently thrusting back inside of him, gradually pulling more and more dick out until I was pulling out til just the head remained inside before thrusting the entire length of my dick back into him. And I soon noticed moans of pleasure mixed with his groans of pain. His dick which was pressed between our bodies was now hard again. "Damn baby your ass feels good." I panted. "Is the pain going away?" I asked. "Uh huh." He moaned. "Is daddy's big dick startin to feel good to ya?" I continued. "Uh huh." He repeated. When I fucked Russell I didn't care if he enjoyed it or not, I fucked a muthafucka for my pleasure and my pleasure only. But I was glad that Jarrett was beginning to like what I was doing, it actually seemed to intensify the experience. "Tell daddy it feels good." I panted, as I continued humping. "It feels good daddy." He said. "What feels good?" I whispered. "Your dick feels good." He replied. "Do still want me to take it out?" I whispered again. "No." He replied softly. Jarrett's tight ass was sending waves of intense pleasure through my body as I fucked him, and I was tryin to prolong the shit as long as I could. But I was gettin closer to bustin one with every thrust. "Ummmm...Fuck yeah!...Awwww...Shit!...Ooooooh...I'm gonna bust a nutt in dat ass baby!" I moaned and panted, and Jarrett's moans and whimpers were becoming louder as my dick plunged to even deeper depths into his tight hot shit chute as I slammed my hips into him. By the way he was taking my dick now you'd never guessed that just minutes before he was crying like a bitch. Begging me to pull it out. I guess it's just as well that he get used to his daddy's dick being stuffed inside of his asshole, cuz even though I hadn't even busted my first nutt in it. I already knew I would be tappin dat ass again. "Ummm...Ahhhh...Ohhh...Fuck!...Awww...Shit!" I moaned as I teetered on the edge, and Jarrett's ass felt even tighter as my dick swelled. I can't describe the pleasure coming from between my legs. All I know is that I'd never fucked an ass as good. I dug my toes into the mattress to get more traction for maximum penetration with every thrust. My skin glistened with sweat from all the work I was puttin in. "Awwww...DayummmMMMMMMMM!!!" I cried out, as my dick swelled and throbbed. Jarrett dug his fingers into my shoulders when he felt me begin to fill his ass with hot cum. My body jerked violently as I busted my nutt. My shit splashed against the walls of his bowels with a powerful spurt. "Oooooh...Daddy." Jarrett moaned when he felt my dick throbbing deep inside of him. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" I moaned, and my body shuddered again as my cream continued to spew from my spurting dick. I collapsed on top of my son sucking in major air as my orgasm continued, rich creamy cum flowing out of my body into his. I stayed on top of him for a while after the nutt was over before rolling onto the bed next to him. I heard a slurpy pop as my dick was suddenly pulled from his well fucked hole. He grabbed his hard six incher and began to jerk frantically. I rolled onto my side and slipped my hand between his cum soaked ass cheeks. He moaned as I eased two fingers inside of him. I could hear squishing noises over his moans as I worked my fingers in his dripping asshole. He gasped as I began to massage his pleasure button and in a matter of seconds his back arched and he squealed. I watched as a glob of his cum arched high in the air and splattered on his chest. I kept watching as the rest of his cream flowed from his dick down over his jerking hand. I rolled onto my back totally spent and stared at the ceiling. That was one of the most satisfying sexual experiences I'd ever had. And it wasn't long before I drifted off to sleep. My brother Amos had told me that he needed me to work some overtime this weekend. Even though I'd planned to explore the sexual relationship I'd started with my son, I figured what the hell. I had plenty of time to get into that shit later now that I was a free man now. Amos had always looked out for me as we grew up, and when I got locked up he even looked out for my boy Jarrett. Then he gave me a job with a generous salary when I got out. I loved my brother and would do anything he asked, it wasn't a problem if he wanted me to work late this Friday and Saturday night. ****************************************************************************** It had been months since I'd first seduced my nephew, and every weekend since we'd continued the sexual relationship that I started. But now due to a change in circumstances I didn't have those weekends to look forward to anymore. Lately I had to lie in bed alone with just my hand and memories of what we did, and tonight was no different. I closed my eyes and remembered that night as I started to stroke my dick. I remembered being awakened by a deafening clap of thunder. I looked out of my bedroom window watching the water pour down the pane in sheets as the storm raged outside. The lightening streaking through the dark Georgia night lit up the room bright as daylight. I threw the covers off of my 6'4" 225 pound frame and headed towards the guest room. My thirteen year old nephew Jarrett was sleeping over and I figured he must be scared shitless. I was wearing nothing but a pair of boxer briefs but it was just the two of us in the house, so I didn't bother to grab a robe. My nine inch dick flopped around heavily in my drawz as I hurried down the hall to check on Jarrett. Jarrett was the son of my little brother Jaye. Jarrett was living with my mother and father, because his mama, just like his daddy was locked up. I'd always thought of Jarrett as the son I never had, and spent as much time with him as I could. His daddy had just a few months left on a five year sentence, and his mama was just three years into a thirty year hitch. Mama had taken him home to live with her and daddy when they put Jarrett's mother away. It had become customary for me to pick Jarrett up on Friday and keep him all weekend. This Friday I'd taken him to a movie and his favorite fast food joint and we'd chilled out at the house. Just as I reached Jarrett's room a flash of lightning lit up the darkened hallway, and the following clap of thunder seemed to rattle the whole house as I threw open the door. "Hey man, you alright?" I called out as I stood in the doorway peering into the dark room. Jarrett threw the covers back and hopped out of bed moving quickly over to me. "It's ok." I reassured him as I gently rubbed his head. suddenly Jarrett pressed his face between my pecs as the room lit up from another flash of lightening. "That shit's pretty scary huh?" I said, as I put my arms around him. "Don't worry your uncle Amos ain't gonna let nothing happen to you." I said, as I held him tight. As I stood there holding Jarrett I noticed how much his body had matured, my nephew was becoming a young man. I also noticed that his body felt good against mine. His stomach was pressed against my dick and if I didn't break off our embrace soon he would know just how good he felt to me. I led Jarrett to the kitchen. The power had been knocked out by the storm and I had a couple of flashlights somewhere in there. I soon located the flashlights and grabbed a couple of beers and a soda from the fridge and Jarrett followed me into the den. He plopped down next to me on the big overstuffed sofa and we started to drink our drinks. It was apparent to me that he was still a little nervous so I put my arm around him and he laid his head on my shoulder. I rested my chin on his head and he slowly started to relax as we sat quietly waiting out the storm. I was starting to get turned on by the hard young body cradled in my arm. Even as the storm moved on I continued to hold Jarrett. His short curly hair felt soft on my cheek and smelled of soap. I closed my eyes and listened quietly as he talked about school, the new sneakers he wanted and how he looked forward to when his daddy would be released. My heart pounded in my chest, I couldn't believe I was making a move on my nephew. I kissed him on top of his head, which I'd done many times before. Only it wasn't a quick peck, now my lips lingered as I kissed him again and again. I was encouraged by the fact that Jarrett kept talking as if nothing unusual was happening. It wasn't until I started rubbing his stomach and chest, occasionally running my fingers over his nipples that I think Jarrett suspected that there was something more to my actions than to ease his fears of the storm. He stopped talking and looked up at me, I searched his eyes for any indication that he was uncomfortable or wanted me to stop what I was doing. Suddenly he smiled and kissed me on the cheek before nestling his face against my neck. It looked like I had a green light so I concentrated on his chest. Soon the dark rubbery flesh of his nipples were erect as I tweaked, pulled, and tugged on them. My shit which had been fully erect for some time throbbed in my drawz when I felt him kissing my neck as he moaned softly. His lips were soft and his breath warm on my skin as he placed his hand on my thigh. After a while I moved my hand from his chest and placed it between his legs. He parted his thighs a bit allowing me complete access to his hard dick. I listened to him moan in pleasure as I squeezed and stroked his dick through the fabric of his underwear. I took his hand and put it between my own legs and he immediately started returning the favor. When I slipped my hand inside of his underwear he promptly put his hand in mine. My dick throbbed when his fingers encircled the hard shaft. Whenever I was particularly turned on my dick oozed lots of pre cum. But Jarrett had my dick leaking like a faucet and soon the front of my drawz was soaked with the stuff. I shoved my hand in my shorts and coated two fingers with the clear slippery fluid then lifted them to his lips. I watched as he inhaled deeply, filling his nostrils with my aroma then flicked out his tongue. He apparently liked it as he quickly licked my fingers clean and seemed to want more. I was gonna give him more, lots more, but he would be getting it directly from the source. I hooked the waistband of my underwear under my nutts exposing my dick, before gently pushing his head downward. If his soft velvety tongue felt that good on my fingers I could only imagine how good it would feel on my dick. Jarrett knew what I wanted and didn't resist. My dick throbbed when he took it into his hot mouth. And I rubbed and caressed his back and head as his soft velvety tongue sent waves of pleasure through me. It was apparent that he didn't have much experience in giving head, all he could manage to get into his mouth was just the head of my dick. I figured this was his first time. But what he lacked in experience he more than made up for it in effort. I listened to the soft smacking and slurping sounds he made as the pleasure I felt gradually increased. "Oooooh...that feels good, yeah baby suck my dick." I whispered, as I felt my nutt approaching. I told him I was gonna cum soon and to keep sucking when I busted my nutt because I wanted to cum in his mouth. Jarrett did as he was told, not once did he attempt to back off when my dick started spurting my creamy load. "Yeah baby swallow it." I whispered between moans and gasps as my cum flooded his mouth. He did swallow some but most of my cream spilled from his mouth and ran down the shaft of my dick onto my nutts. He kept on sucking as if he wanted to do it all night, but I wanted to get in his drawz so I pulled him off of my dick. Then I gently pushed him back on the sofa and peeled his underwear off before lowering my head between his legs. He moaned loudly as my head bobbed up and down I took every inch of his dick into my mouth and throat with each downward plunge, pressing my nose into his pubs. In no time his fingers dug into my scalp and shoulders and I figured this was the first time he'd ever gotten some head. "Awwww...Please... don't...Stop." He begged. I felt his dick throb, and I knew he was close to bustin one. "Ooooooh...Uncle." He moaned, right before I took him over the edge. He squealed and thrust his hips into my face and started to unload. I felt his warm gooey nutt juice sliding down my throat while he bucked as the orgasm swept over him. Twenty minutes later Jarrett was still lying naked on the sofa, the storm had passed, and the power was back on. We decided to go back to bed but not before I sucked him off one more time. I moaned and thick ropy streams of cum splattered onto my chest and abs as I relived myself. I missed my nephew. We no longer had our weekends together. His daddy was out now and Jarrett was now living with him. Jarrett had become good at giving head and what I wanted more than anything was to fuck him. I'd been working up to that but I'd missed my opportunity before his daddy came home. I'll get another shot at that booty, I told myself as I cleaned up the mess I'd made on my chest and stomach. And by the time I'd drifted off to sleep I'd come up with a plan to get Jarrett alone long enough for us to continue what we'd been doing.