Date: Wed, 2 Feb 2011 22:23:12 +0800
From: Ben Ng <ng.ben9@gmail.com>
Subject: My Nephew Cory 2

** This is a fictional account of sexual acts between an uncle
and his nephew (a minor). If this offends you, please stop
reading. However, if you like the story and has questions,
comments or suggestions, feel free to email me at
ng.ben9@gmail.com. I appreciate constructive feedback. **

Last week something major happened. My cute nephew Cory
masturbated right next to me in the shower room of a public
swimming pool and I was the one who urged him to do it. How
evil of me. Of course, I had my reasons. We were close, and I
always wanted to be more intimate with him. You know, talking
about sex, sharing our sexual experiences, and may be even
playing around with him. I wasn't going to force or coerce
him, but I was waiting for the opportunity to arrive. And now
it has.

Since the incident at the swimming pool, our relationship went
to another level. He talked to me constantly about sex. It was
as if a floodgate was opened and he was suddenly flooded with
hormones. He would tell me how exciting it was to masturbate
in public and that he wanted to do it again. I had to caution
him that he could get caught and he should do it only when
someone (me, of course) can stand guard for him. I wasn't
completely honest because I had my fair share of solo
explorations in the public, and I never got caught. But how
can I miss seeing him climax?

He would also tell me that since that day at the pool, he has
been fantasizing about doing it again, and this made him so
horny he had to jack off three times a day. He was practically
begging me to do it again. I told him we already swim every
Saturday and I couldn't go any more frequently because of my
work schedule. He seemed disappointed for a while, but I could
tell he was concocting something as he suggested quickly if he
could go to my house. It was fine with me as long as his
parents approved.

It was summer vacation for him so he had lots of free time. He
kept asking his parents if he could come over to my house,
which they gladly agreed. In their minds Cory was an
overactive kid who they loved but felt was too much to handle,
so anyone taking him off their hands was appreciated. They
even allowed him to stay for up to a week. They knew we were
going camping together and wouldn't mind if he stayed at my
place for the days before and after. How could I say no?

So, although we planned to start camping on Friday, which was
a public holiday, he came over to stay on Thursday. And he did
so as soon as he finished lunch. I was still at work but my
wife let him in. Cory knew my wife Vicky didn't like noise so
he told her he would go to my room and play with my computer,
and she didn't need to mind him at all. At least, that's the
cover story.

What Cory did, in fact, was to go over all my stuff, searching
high and low for my "stash". He was sure I kept porn somewhere
and he was determined to find it. And, he was going to jack
off, on my bed. So imagine my surprise, when I came home,
found the door to my room locked, and on opening it, saw Cory
sprawled on my bed, legs wide open, eyes closed, jacking
vigorously, and shooting cum. On the big screen TV, two guys
were having sex with a girl, one fucking her doggy style, the
other feeding his cock into her mouth. My jaw dropped to the
floor and I immediately closed and locked the door behind me.

"What the hell are you doing, Cory?" I gasped. He didn't
reply. He didn't even look at me. He was too engrossed in his
orgasm. His eyes were closed and he was panting. I took in the
sight in front of me: this cute boy, red faced, chest heaving,
cum dripping off his stomach, hips thrusting upwards as he
milked the last drops of semen off his throbbing cock, his
hands tightly squeezing the shaft as he stroked long and hard.
I stood there, stunned, my own erection so hard it hurt, and I
was speechless. I couldn't do anything except to stare at this
gorgeous boy having a climax. Wow, what a scene. I came home
just in time.

Slowly, he opened his eyes and turned his head towards me, as
if noticing me for the first time. He smiled sheepishly and
said, "oh hey, I didn't know you were back so soon." And that
was it. He wasn't embarrassed, he didn't rush to cover
himself, and he was totally relaxed. He even put his hands
behind his head and continued to enjoy the porn.

"Nice video you have," he said. "It made me so horny I
couldn't resist jacking off."

"What were you thinking? You could have been caught by Vicky!"

"Yeah, and that's what makes it exciting," he said, beaming.
"I did lock the door though."

"What do you think she would say when she sees you jacking off
on my bed?" I was still shocked.

"Well, nothing? Most twelve year olds jack off anyway. What's
the big deal?" he smirked.

"You have to be more careful. And you certainly can't do that
again, not when Vicky's home." I insisted.

"Ok, ok... I promise I won't do it when she's here." He gave me
that sheepish grin again. "I was careful though; I locked the
door and turned down the volume on the TV. And I wasn't making
much noise either, was I?"

"No, but you didn't notice me when I came in... what if that was
Vicky?"

"Ah... I'm sure she would have knocked and called my name first.
Besides, she still has to find her keys first and I'd have
time to clean up."

I thought about it. He was right. My wife would have knocked,
and she probably wouldn't bother to check on him because she
was busy preparing dinner. But hell, I couldn't risk her
finding a naked boy on my bed jacking off. Would she suspect
something between us, or was I thinking too much?

"Relax. If she found me jacking off I'd just apologize and
blame it on the hormones." He joked.

Well, we can do that. I'm sure she would understand. Boys will
be boys, right? The next question is: what should I do now? As
I looked at this boy, basking in his afterglow, gently
caressing his deflated cock, spreading his cum all over his
stomach and chest, totally relaxed and enjoying the moment, an
urge rose in me that I couldn't resist.

I went over to the bed, knelt between his legs, and took his
soft cock into my mouth. He had a shocked expression on his
face for a moment, which turned into one of enjoyment, and
then a wide grin. A soft moan escaped from his mouth, his eyes
closed and head threw back. I started licking his cum off his
stomach. It tasted sweet and fresh, like boy cum should. I
didn't know why I did it; it was instinct. Seeing this
beautiful, muscular boy cum on my bed, I couldn't help myself.
I had to taste him.

I turned my head to make sure the door was still locked, and
that we had plenty of time to ourselves. Dinner was not due in
another hour and Vicky was still busy preparing. A wave of
guilt passed over me as I thought about having sex with a boy
while my wife was making dinner outside. We were just messing
around, I told myself. It's not sex, right? It's not like I
was fucking him, right?

Anyway, too late for that. Cory's cock was growing in my
mouth. At twelve years old, he could cum three times in a row.
I knew I could at his age. And besides, I'm sure he hasn't
been sucked before so it's a new experience. He arched his
back instinctively, and starting bucking his hips, fucking my
face effectively. I held onto his ass cheeks and swallowed his
entire five inch into my throat. He groaned loudly. I put one
of my hands on his mouth to muffle the sound, in case Vicky
heard it. Cory was out of control. He was bucking his hips
wildly, fucking my face at a frantic pace, and the bed was
rocking. Gosh, Vicky is going to hear us, I thought. I tried
to calm him but it was useless. He was like a dog in heat. I
knew from our experience at the shower room that when he
approaches climax, he losses control and starts humping
violently. I just wished he would climax soon, otherwise the
whole neighborhood would know. He was still groaning loudly
and I had to keep my hand on his mouth. I started sucking
harder, trying to get him to cum soon. Too bad he just came
when I got home. The second cum always takes longer. My jaw
was getting tired from the deep throating, and I was licking
his underside, making circular movements on his cock head with
my tongue. Finally, his legs started to shake and he gave one
last push, he hips arched high, his cock head grew even
bigger, and he shot three rounds of cum in my mouth. His cock
continued to throb, and cum started to dribble. His knees gave
way and he slumped on the bed. He was breathless, panting
heavily. His eyes were tightly shut, and it looked like all
his strength was zapped out of him.

Maybe it was too much for him? Only last week he started
masturbating in my presence, and now I'm sucking his cock.
Before last week we didn't even talk about sex. We have
progressed to talking about sex daily, watching porn, and
sucking cock. What will it become? What's going to happen
tomorrow, as I take him camping? What are we now, jack off
buddies? Lovers? Uncle and nephew? All these thoughts were
swirling in my mind as the heat of the moment passed. What am
I going to do now?

It took Cory quite a while to catch his breath. He climaxed
twice in a row; that must be exhausting. Finally, he let out a
deep sigh and fell asleep. There was a smile on his face. He
looked so content, so happy. Well, at least I'm not hurting
him, I thought. I'm not a predator and I haven't done anything
against his will. He seems to be enjoying it as much as I do.

Now, he's going to spend the night with me, and we are going
on a three-day camping trip: the two of us, alone. Imagine
what could happen, and how much fun we can have.

After dinner, I told Vicky we will be packing and preparing
for the camp, so we would be sleeping late and she didn't have
to wait for us. So she suggested we both sleep in the living
room so we can pack and chat, while she can get some sleep in
the bedroom. I couldn't agree more. It looks like we will be
doing a lot of messing around, and a little sleeping.

To be continued...