Date: Sat, 10 Jul 2010 14:25:46 -0500 From: Chad K Subject: jeremy and uncle chris part 3 Jeremy and Uncle Chris, part 3 Chad, kwikie@live.com Jeremy skittered down the hall in nothing but a towel. He didn't think there was any way that he could sleep that night. What he learned from his uncle lead to the most exciting, pleasurable feeling he had ever known. As Jeremy got comfortable in his cousin's bed, he quickly slipped off to sleep and his dreams were so good all night long. He awoke the next morning and the thoughts of the night before sparked him awake. He flipped from his side to his back, slipping his soft cotton shorts to his knees. He looked down and saw perfectly framed by his belly, his bent legs and the sheet on his knees, his rock hard boner. It looked longer than ever before. For the first time, his hard dick was not an annoyance. Jeremy truly savored the sight of his own body, so pleased that he had a dick. When he wiggled it by clenching his muscles, he had to laugh at himself for feeling so engrossed in his dick. Now, he was going to get the great feeling that his uncle had helped him to discover. He wrapped his hand around his dick, noticing the heat, amazed by the hardness, and thrilled by the sensation. He had to remind himself to breathe. Jeremy knew he could stroke like his uncle did and he started slowly. It was a whole lot better than simply pushing on his dick to quell the anxious feeling. He really wasn't interested in what it took to get there, he just wanted to cum. He wanted to know those feelings of explosion, of relief, of his whole body reacting. He was just a few strokes into and he could feel something building already. It was also at that same time when his cousin walked right into her room. He snapped his legs closed, pulled the sheet up and felt his heart jump into his throat. He couldn't react much more as she moved quickly to her closet, calling him a fart sniffer as she went by. Jeremy was scared that she had seen him jacking his dick, or even just saw his naked dick. He did smile a little at the thought that she had seen his boner. If she only knew what a good thing it was, she would be honored to see it. With the way she just went right on by, Jeremy figured there was no way that she saw it. She had seen it. Just a few days before, she walked into the room, much like she did that morning. Jeremy was sound asleep. He had tossed the sheets to the side, his cotton shorts had ridden up on his legs and his hard dick and balls had slipped out. When his cousin walked in, she looked right there. She stared at his hard pink dick. She knew what to expect with dicks but seeing balls all splayed out. They didn't look like any pics she had seen. Or the balls of the little boys that she used to play with in the closet several years ago. They just had a little poofy thing under their peepee. She just couldn't enjoy the sight all to herself. She backed out of the room and quickly got her sister and Jeremy's two sisters. They all squealed and laughed, just really enjoying see the sleeping boy so exposed. They bent over the bed for a better look. They each noticed the musky scent but none of them said anything about it. They giggled and dared each other, tried to make another to actually touch it. There little party broke up when Jeremy's aunt told the girls to get out and let the boy get ready to go. Uncle Chris was the one who had a hard time sleeping. His thoughts and feelings ran the gamut from happiness to ecstasy to bliss to guilt to remorse. He never considered that he had introduced Jeremy to jacking but his first reaction when he heard that was pure joy. It was also a first for him, he had never jacked a boy all the way to shooting. It was so long ago since he had even touched and stroked another dick. He wondered if he did something to mess with Jeremy's head. What worried Chris the most was that he couldn't bear thinking about destroying the relationship that had grown between him and Jeremy. The most warming thought he had was how they shared that shower, such a deep loving feeling. When morning got there, the feelings had mellowed. He just hoped that Jeremy was feeling as good and pleasant as he was. Jeremy's aborted jack was a disappointment. He thought about jacking in the bathroom. He figured that the girls would go out and he would have a better chance to getting some alone time and really doing it right. He sure wasn't quite sure what the right way was. He didn't think it would take him that much to figure it out. He also felt a shiver as he thought about the possibility of getting alone with his uncle and doing it again. He had to smile every time he thought about it. And he boned up every time. Although Jeremy started the day by throwing a hip into his uncle as Chris was stacking toast for breakfast. When their eyes met, Jeremy gave a crooked mischievous smile and a dimple on his suntanned cheek appeared. Seeing that face, getting a whiff of the body scent, Chris felt an immediate urge to grab Jeremy and swallow him up in a huge hug. The morning was dominated by the girls talking. Making plans to go to yet another mall. They wanted to try a fancy café that was known for its chicken salad sandwiches and cheesecake. There would be dozens of stores to shop, some big department stores but very many cutes shops. And two shops that sold shades. Ooooh and plenty of shoes. Jeremy and Chris were just ready for them to go. Just GO! Jeremy's aunt asked him if he would want to go. There was a team store for the football team. He could get something as a souvenir of his trip. He was tempted to do that but the thought of spending the rest of the time with his sisters, cousins, and mother was just a little too much on the down side. Chris saw the painful weighing of the options, he offered his own, how about he and Jeremy go up later and take a look, just the guys. That was the perfect, and kewl solution. After the girls left, the house quieted down so much that it felt very strange. Everything was so calm and quiet. Jeremy's aunt moved around the kitchen, Chris sat on the couch and was enjoying the quiet as well. Chris asked Jeremy what he wanted to do that day and Jeremy plopped down on the couch next to him. Jeremy gave the usual shrug but he was really thinking that if he could get alone and try what he had learned last night was what he wanted to do. Sports Center came on TV and Chris flipped through the channels, stopping at anything that resembled a sport, finally giving up and landing on a baseball highlight show. Chris was thinking of a way that he could get Jeremy to move the few inches towards him. He wasn't planning on doing anything but just wanted to feel Jeremy against him. The scent coming off of Jeremy was so nice, Chris could still smell the soap and shampoo of last evening's shower and that scent that grew through the night of a teen boy's body. It was a light musky scent, one that made Chris want to bury his nose in Jeremy's body and take it all in. Jeremy's boner started to take control. Even though he was trying to keep it hidden, he had to reach down so often and press against it or shift it. Jeremy was thinking there was no way that he could just deal with it by pressing it like he had. He needed a lot more relief, and especially now that he knew what that relief could end up as. Jeremy raised his arms, stuck out his legs, and growled as he tried to stretch every muscle in his body. All stretched out like that made his boner make a heck of a bulge in his shorts. Chris was not expecting the growl but his eyes caught the sight of the bulge. Then Jeremy turned and flipped and landed on top of his uncle. He was growling like some wild animal and started a mix of wrestling and tickling. Chris joined in immediately, he had Jeremy in a big bear hug and was throwing him from side to side. Chris loved the feel of Jeremy's naked back and chest, the smell of his skin, and the feel of Jeremy's boner on his leg. Jeremy just couldn't resist pressing his boner into his uncle but he really didn't think that it was that obvious. Chris was enjoying it but it was a little too tempting to ignore. Chris grabbed Jeremy's butt and pulled the boy up and down so that his dick was rubbing on his thigh and hip. Chris teased Jeremy a little about how much he must be enjoying it since he was that hard. Jeremy just had to agree. Jeremy had quit his squirming and was just enjoying the rubbing. Chris pulled Jeremy to his side, tucked in under his arm. Jeremy's soft hair pressing against Chris' cheek. Jeremy's heart was pounding. Chris put his hand right on top of Jeremy's boner and felt it through the cloth. Jeremy's body jumped at that initial touch, it was as if a bolt of electricity had hit him there. As Chris was rubbing the outside of Jeremy's shorts, he ask his nephew if it felt good, if he liked what happened the night before, did he know that could feel that good, or if he even knew it could happen. When Jeremy said he didn't know, Chris again promised to talk about it, but later. Although, Chris did say that he could show a little more of how it works. And as he did, he slipped his hand under Jeremy's shorts and wrapped his fingers around his hot, hard dick. Jeremy's body stiffened, it felt like a miniature cum but a single drop of clear precum appeared on the tip of Jeremy's dick. It was so slick that Chris fingered it all over Jeremy's dick head. Jeremy's hand dug deep into Chris' chest, his head pressing hard against his uncle. His toes almost curled backwards. And it just kept getting better. Chris' strokes were slow but just right. Ever so often his hand would slip to the boy's balls. Jeremy's sack was so smooth and soft, just a few hairs could be found. Inside, his balls were hard and so big. The last school year, Jeremy's balls had grown so much that they felt uncomfortable in his underwear and especially in his jock. When he could wear boxers, he really loved how they would just hang. Chris checked to see if his wife was anywhere near coming back. Then he reached with both hands and slid Jeremy's shorts down below his balls. Chris breathed in deeper to take in the scent. Jeremy's dick was throbbing and jumping to every beat of his heart. It looked so hard, and was like a rock. Yet the skin was as silky as could be. A slight twist was the only thing that kept it from being a text book example. Chris thought about it more like a text book example of art. He imagined Jeremy posing completely naked. Showing off his body, his boner, his balls. The time it took to bring Jeremy to the edge of cuming was way too short for Chris, but Jeremy was all for getting that feeling right away. Although, as Jeremy was about to shoot, he tried to hold it as long as he could. He called his uncle's name a half dozen times, then a really deep throated growl and long ropes of cum began to shoot out. Six and eight inch ropes of cum shot upward. Chris watched as he thought it looked like it was in slow motion as the ropes went through the air and landed on him. Chris stopped his stroking and just held Jeremy's boner. He could feel each rope squirt right through. Chris gently caressed Jeremy's dick as it started to go limp. He milked out the last few globs and wiped those on his pants along with the rest of Jeremy's cum. Jeremy's heart was slowing, there was a feeling across his whole body of serenity. He just closed his eyes, and pressed against his uncle. He kept thinking that it was even better than the night before. Jeremy snuggled in and didn't move. Chris wiped away the cum with tissues from the table. He sniffed the several soaked tissues and loved the sharp sweat clean aroma. Then he just enjoyed the feeling of the boy leaning on him. Chris' hand slowly rubbing up and down Jeremy's body. His wife came in and smiled at the sight. Chris hoped that none of the cum was still to be seen. Smelling it was another thing. Chris and his wife were sure that Jeremy was asleep. They talked about how it was so nice to have him come visit. How it must be rough with all the girls and the stuff they wanted to do. Chris' wife commented on the smile that came across his face every time Jeremy would come into the room or come to greet him after work. Chris talked about how Jeremy was a great kid, and how much he really did enjoy having him around. Jeremy wasn't asleep, just enjoying the feeling. He head was on his uncle's chest and loved it when his uncle would speak. It was like the purring of some huge cat. I vibrated his head and his own chest. His eyes welled up with tears when he heard what his uncle thought of him, how much he was wanted, and how much he was loved. And even more tears when he thought about having to leave the next morning. Thank you all for all your great comments. I love reading them. Please continue sending me comments and ideas, kwikie@live.com THANKS!