Date: Wed, 10 Oct 2007 21:44:31 -0700 (PDT) From: Thomas Gaige Subject: Our Family Tradition Copyrighted 2007: This story is protected under US copyright law. No part of it may be reproduced in any way without the express written consent of the author. The author grants www.nifty.org and its mirror sites permission to post the story on their websites. DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of homosexual activities. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT! If you choose to read it, then - I hope you enjoy it! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------- Our Family Tradition My nephew Eric jr. was 11 when his father, my older brother Ric was deployed along with his National Guard unit to fight in Iraq. Before he left, Ric and I went out one evening and had a few beers together. It was a bittersweet evening for us. It was fun, because we hadn't had the time to get together and just talk, like we used to when we were younger. At the same time, it was sad because we knew we wouldn't be able to get together again for some time. And, of course, with all the reports of casualties in the war, there was the underlying, unspoken worry that something bad could happen, and that this could possibly be our last time being together like this. As we were leaving the pub to go home, Ric stopped me in the parking lot. His face suddenly looked strained. I could see he was pretty distressed. Without him saying what was wrong, I knew, and I felt a panic building within me. I knew in his own way, he was going to say goodbye to me, in case anything bad did happen to him while he was in Iraq! "Um... Jack?" he said, nervously. "Yeah?" I said, wishing he would quickly change the subject. "I need to ask you something," he said. "OK," I said, stiffly, as I braced myself for what he might say. "Um... we both know that there's a chance I might not make it back," he said, looking down at his toes. "Please don't say that!" I said, as if by not voicing the concern we shared, it couldn't possibly come true. "You're coming back, and you'll be OK!" "Jack!" Ric said, with new resolve. "You know there's a chance that won't be true! So I have to say this! I have to ask you a favor!" It then that he asked me to watch out for his son, both while he was away, and if something should happen and he didn't come back. With a lump in my throat, I told him he didn't have to ask, that I'd do it automatically. He looked at me with watery eyes then, and said "I know that Jack. But I'm not asking you to just keep an eye on him. I mean I want you to REALLY watch over him! Eric means everything to me Jack! I don't want anything bad to happen to him ever! And I can't trust anyone else but you with this! Jack - I want you to take my place while I'm gone... and if I don't come back... and be a 'father' to him!" Mildly surprised by the intensity of Ric's request, but at the same time, feeling a warmth flowing from my heart, throughout my body, due to the apparently high regard my brother held me in, with equally as moist eyes, I told Ric I'd be honored to do that for him. I was even more surprised when smiling weakly, but with a sense of relief, Ric grabbed me and pulled me into a strong hug. Except for one event that occurred years earlier between us, my brother wasn't normally physically demonstrative when it came to expressing his love. As he held me in his arms though, not releasing me, I could feel his love flowing from him, into me. I prayed he could feel mine as well, as I clutched him strongly, pressing my face against his shoulder, hoping to force back tears I felt rising in my eyes. As we stood hugging each other, I suddenly felt something else - something I hadn't felt in 13 years. My brother's erection pressing against my crotch! Instantly my own penis responded, and within seconds, it was nestled next to Ric's pressing against his right testicle as well. I was surprised then, when Ric didn't immediately back off, and push me away. In fact, he even held me with more intensity! As we held onto each other for another few seconds, I felt Ric's cock flex. Mine responded similarly a second later. It was then that he pushed me away. For a moment, we stood looking into each other's eyes. As I looked questioningly at him, he nodded ever so slightly. Confused, I continued looking at him, but he quickly cleared his throat and changed the subject, leaving me wondering just what it was that was going through his mind. * * * All I could fathom was that Ric was recalling what was probably the last time we'd hugged each other. I was 13 at the time, and he was 18. We had company staying with us overnight one night, and one of the people staying with us was given my bed to sleep in. I had to sleep with Ric, in his bed. It didn't bother me at all. I idolized Ric. Unlike most older brothers, Ric was always nice to me, and never picked on me or beat me up. In fact, he didn't seem to mind spending time with me. If he minded that I had to share his bed that night, he didn't seem to show it. That night, as we were going to bed, Ric quickly stripped down to just his boxers, and climbed into bed. As I pulled off my jeans, I admired his taut abs, and nicely muscled chest. Then I too got into bed. I'd hoped we would stay awake and talk - like wit was a slumber party, but Ric fell asleep right away. I guess I did too. The next morning, when I woke up, Ric was asleep on his back, next to me. My eyes bulged, as I looked down and saw a huge tent under the covers where his dick was. I'd seen Ric naked before, but never with more than a semi. Ric's dick was big as it was with just a semi, but the bulge holding up the blanket indicated he was fully erect, and that in that condition, he was huge! Being a normally curious 13 year-old kid, and never having seen my brother with a full-blown chubby, I gently lifted the covers and looked downward. I'd expected to see a big tent in the front of Ric's boxers, but, in the early morning light, I saw to my surprise that Ric's dick sticking out of the fly of his boxers! It was standing straight up, holding the blankets up, and it was huge! As I lifted the blankets a little further, it sprang free from the bed covers that had been holding it in place, and it slapped lightly against his belly. As it did, Ric let out a larger than normal breath of air, as if sighing with satisfaction. Apparently his cock had been laying draped over his balls before he got hard, but the blanket hadn't allowed it to spring back all the way once he was stiff, and it was probably uncomfortable. Ric's cock twitched a couple times as I held the covers aloft yet, and stared at it. It was gorgeous, and huge! It had to be at least 10" long! Without thinking, in an almost automatic reaction, I reached out and wrapped my hand around it, as I continued holding the blanket up. I couldn't believe how big it felt in my hand. A couple seconds later, Ric moaned softly, as I continued holding his penis in my hand. Frightened he'd woken up, I looked up at his face, but relaxed when I saw him still snoring. Quickly my eyes moved back to Ric's penis. I was surprised by my own dick's reaction. I was getting hard too, just from holding my brother's cock in my hand. As my own cock swelled, I couldn't help myself, and starting to masturbate Ric. Within seconds, his breathing was matching my own slow, deep breathing, and he was moaning ever so softly every so often. Rics hips began moving up and down slightly as I started pumping his dick more steadily. I didn't know how far I intended to take things, but I knew that I wasn't ready to stop molesting my sleeping brother just yet. I'd never seen another boy's hardon, and hardly ever had seen an older guy's dick at all. I was enamored with the size of my brother's genitals, which were much larger and hairier than mine, and wanted to explore them some more! So, as I continued pumping Ric's cock, I laid the blankets down, so we were both completely uncovered from the knees up, then I reached down and gently used my fingers to scoop Ric's testicles up, so that I was cupping his scrotum, which at first had seemed smooth and slack, but was now beginning to shrink as the skin contracted in upon itself, tightening up. "Guess you're a little curious about big guy's tools eh?" I heard Ric's voice say suddenly. I froze. I had never been so utterly mortified in my life. As my ears burned, and tears welled in my eyes, I cringed, waiting for ric's hand to slap or punch me. I was shocked when I felt him reach down with his finger and gently brush a tear, that had slid from my eye, off my cheek. "It's OK," he said. "You don't have to get upset. I know you're just curious." Stunned I sat staring at Ric's cock, which I was still clutching, and which, oddly, was still totally stiff. Ric reached down and pulled on my chin, forcing me to look at him then. "I said it's OK," he said. I was surprised that he didn't look angry at all. As I looked at him though, I noticed he looked a little strange. His nostrils were flaring slightly, and he looked a little pink-faced. "But - " I started to say, in a raspy voice. "It's alright," he said, smiling slightly at me. "So... you like my cock and balls eh?" Shocked yet, all I could do was nod dumbly at him. "Cool!" he said. Then he shocked me by reaching for my crotch. As his hand moved in to cup my still boxer-clad genitals, I automatically spread my legs, to allow him access to them. Smiling, Ric cupped my privates and squeezed them gently. Instantly, my penis, which had instantly deflated when I realized Ric was awake, began to swell up again. All the breath left my body then in a gust, as I looked at Ric in bewilderment, as he fondled me through my underwear. As he smiled at me, I felt his penis surge in my hand, and his testicles draw in slightly for a moment. I had no idea what was going on, but it was obvious Ric wasn't mad at me. In fact, he seemed just as interested in, and aroused by checking me out, as I had been in exploring him! As I looked at my older brother in astonishment, he said softly, "Would you like me to teach you about sex?" I felt my eyes open even wider. Incredulous, all I could do was nod, as my jaw hung down. In fact, when Ric smiled, and he began manipulating my penis, which by then was once again stiff, but was still inside my boxers, my jaw dropped even further. After a few seconds, Ric took his hands off me. Gently he removed my hands from him too. Then he looked seriously at me. "Listen Jack," he said. "I know you're real curious about sex. I was when I was your age too. Luckily, someone offered to teach me all about it. It was a one-time offer, and no repeat performances. He wasn't gay, but cared enough about me to teach me how to be good in bed. Well... I feel the same way about you. I care about you Jack. I want you to know how to have great sex too! So... if you want me to show you how, I will. But... it's just this one time, and you have to promise never to tell anyone about this! So... do you want to do it?" My eyes must've been saucers. I had never been so surprised in my life! And all I could do was stare at Ric, wide-eyed. A minute later, Ric began to look worried, like he'd made a mistake. "We don't have to do anything either," he said, looking closely at me with a nervous expression on his face. "NO!" I cried, realizing that he was about to back out of the offer. "I want to!" He smiled slightly then, and said, "OK then. But Jack, can you promise me you'll never tell anyone about this?" "I promise," I said, still in complete shock. "OK then, let's get naked," Ric said, smiling. Quickly he pushed up off the bed and pushed his boxers down his legs, then pulled them off and threw them on the floor. "Your turn," he said, smiling at me as I sat staring down at his erection again, as it stuck up out of his thick bush of pubic hair. Quickly then, before he changed his mind, I pulled off my own boxers, and threw them onto the floor next to Ric's. "OK, lay down," Ric said, as soon as I was naked. "And, I'll teach you everything you need to know about sex!" As I laid back against the pillows, Ric began talking. His first sentence was something about being gentle all the time. Then, from that point on, I have no clue what he was saying, as I couldn't pay any attention to anything but what he was doing to me! Nobody had ever touched me the way Ric touched me then! In fact, I didn't know it was possible for anyone to cause another person so much pleasure, like he did to me! For several minutes, Ric made the slowest, most gentle love to my body, with just his hands and mouth! He started with a gentle kiss on the lips, then kissed his way softly down the side of my jaw. When he reached my ear lobe, he nibbled and sucked it gently, as my cock danced with arousal. It tickled when he tried to stab his tongue into my ear hole. He smiled when I giggled. He left my ear then and licked down my neck, until he reached the tiny bump of my Adam's apple. Then he licked down to my breast bone. A moment later, he went down dead center on my left nipple and began sucking on it. Using his left hand, he played with my right one. It felt weird, but good, and even exciting in a way. After a minute, Ric let go of the right one and moved his mouth to it, and sucked on it for a moment too. Shortly, he licked his way down my belly to my navel, which he licked out with his tongue, again causing me to giggle. And from there, he licked down the spot where I someday hoped to grow a treasure trail like his, to the edge of my pubic hair. Gently gripping the base of my stiff cock, he held it so it stuck straight up then, and slowly, he lowered his mouth over the tip of it, and continued pushing his mouth downward along the full length of my shaft, running his tongue sensually along my urethral tube! I was so shocked the my brother had taken my penis into his mouth, that I nearly forgot to pay attention to how great it felt! I was in complete disbelief then when Ric began to slowly administer a blow job to my dick! I didn't have time to be in shock though, because when he started to slide his mouth up and down my shaft, slowly and sensually, licking and sucking, it sent shivers of ecstatic joy up and down my spine, and all I could do was moan with delight! Gently Ric cupped my balls then, and kneaded them as he continued to blow me. After a minute, I felt his finger running up and down the lower portion of my ass crack. Uncertain of just what he was going to do, I realized he wanted me to spread my legs apart, so I drew my knees upward and outward a little. Instantly, I felt his moistened fingertip press between my cheeks, and push inward, until it was resting right against my hole! I was a little nervous about Ric's intentions, but as I looked down at the top of his head, his finger began to massage my pucker ever so slightly. The combined action of his mouth moving up and down my cock, and his fingering of my hole brought another series of pleasureful moans from my throat. Nobody had ever done anything so intimate to me, that had caused me to feel so much pleasure. I couldn't believe what was happening to me, and in particular, that it was my brother, who I idolized above everyone else, who was doing it to me! Shortly, I was disappointed when Ric slid his mouth from my penis, but a moment later, I was again shocked to feel the tip of his tongue lightly probing my rosebud. But, then, a few seconds later, I was feeling heavenly bliss, as his tongue washed up and down, over and over, my anus, and his hand, which he'd wrapped around my cock, began sliding up and down its saliva-soaked surface again. After a minute of licking my ass, I felt Ric's tongue poking and probing more roughly at the center of my ring muscle. Then, a moment later, as I waited to see what further pleasures my brother had in mind for me, I was horrified to feel his tongue sliding through my sphincter, and up inside my ass! I didn't have a clue what he thought he was doing, or why he'd do something so disgusting to me! Before I could contemplate it any further though, new shivers of joy rocketed through me, as he suddenly began fucking my hole with his tongue, as he worked on my cock and balls again with his hands. I knew then why Ric was doing what he was doing to me, and not only did I feel extreme sexual pleasure, but I also felt awed by the fact that my brother obviously loved me so much that he'd chance eating some of my shit to give me the ultimate pleasure I was experiencing! As I panted and writhed with pleasure, tears of joy welled in my eyes for the new understanding I had of my brother's feelings for me! After about a minute, I began to feel my orgasm building up, and my body tensed up. I began breathing more deeply. Ric sensed the change in my responses to to what he was doing, and although I was disappointed when he removed his tongue from me, I felt even more pleasure when he swiftly moved his mouth back to my cock, and started sucking softly, but swiftly up and down it. A moment later, I felt even more delight as he slid a finger through my anus and began probing around inside my rectum. After a second, his finger found what I now know is my prostate, and he began gently massaging it, as he sucked my cock. Within seconds, I lost all conscious thought as the pleasureful pressure I felt building inside me, reached its crescendo. I held back as long as I could, gasping to Ric that I was about to blow my wad. I couldn't believe he was still sucking on me. I needed him to pull off, so I could cum without jizzing in his mouth!!!! "Ric!" I gasped, and I grasped his hair in my hand and tried to pull him off me. He kept on sucking on me though and reached up with the hand he'd been fondling my balls with, and pulled my hand from his hair. As he cupped my balls again and started kneading them some more, I went over the edge. My body tensed, and suddenly gasping loudly, I exploded, blowing what felt like a HUGE river of jism into my brother's mouth, as he continued sucking on my cock, and rubbing my walnut. I was shocked when Ric just swallowed my juice. I didn't have time to contemplate why he would do that, because a second later, another orgasmic wave of pleasure washed over me, and again I blew another load of cum against the back of Ric's throat. Again, he swallowed it! Ric continued sucking my cock, rubbing my prostate, and fondling my testicles for several more seconds, until finally my orgasm ended, and totally spent, and gasping for air, I pushed him off me, crying hoarsely, "Enough!" Ric pulled off and out of me then and breathing heavily, crawled up and lay down next to me and looked at me and smiled, as he licked his lips dry, while I lay next to him, panting heavily, completely flabbergasted at the intensity of the pleasure of the best orgasm I'd ever felt, and in complete awe and utter confusion over the fact that it was my brother who'd given it to me! We lay next to each other for a couple of minutes, each recovering our breath, as he just grinned at me, and I stared in disbelief at him about what we'd just done. Eventually, he grinned wider and said, "So, was it good for you?" I stared incredulously at him, and said, "Fuck yeah! That was the best cum I ever had!" Ric's grin broadened, and he chuckled and said, "I'm glad!" "But - " I started to say, my confusion over why he would do all the things he did to me. "Hush!" he said, smiling and touching his fingers to his lips. "It's OK. I know you're confused. I was too when it happened to me the first time. Trust me. This is supposed to be one of the best sexual experiences of your life! I know you're wondering why I'm willing to have sex with you - cause I'm not gay. And you're wondering if you're wrong, and maybe I am gay. You're not wrong. I'm not gay Jack! OK - maybe I'm a little bi - but I'm not gay. I can't explain it fully, and you won't understand til you're older, but the point is, I care about you a lot... more than you can imagine, and I know how great it can be for your first sexual experience to be as fantastic as possible. I want you to experience it that way, and unless you're with someone who knows how it's supposed to go - that won't happen for you! So... I'm willing to do a few things for you that I wouldn't do for anyone else! Because you're my brother, and I love you!" Ric was looking seriously at me, but with a small warm smile. As I tried to comprehend his words. As I did, I felt my eyes watering. I'd had no idea how much Ric cared about me, and I couldn't believe he did as much as he did. I then realized just how much I cared for him too, and suddenly, I wanted to give him as much pleasure as he'd just given me! Nearly breaking into tears, I looked at Ric and said, "I love you too Ric! And I wanta do for you, what you did to me, so you feel just as good too!" Ric's smile broadened, and I could see his eyes were glistening too. "I mean it! I want to suck you off, and do your ass too!" I said. "You sure about that?" he asked, still smiling, but looking a little surprised. "Uh huh!" I said, smiling, and nodding emphatically. I felt myself blushing a little then as I added, "And I wanta drink your jizz too!" I noticed Ric's face redden a little then, but I saw his cock flex too. I also noticed that the tip of it was wet. I reached for it then, and began fondling it. "OK, OK," Ric said, smiling. "Slow down son! If you really wanta try, I'll let you, but... you gotta go slow and easy. That's the key - no rough stuff! And don't let your teeth scrape me! And Jack! If there's anything you don't wanta do - you stop - OK? Cause I don't want you doing something you don't wanta do!" "OK," I said, smiling with anticipation. With that, Ric laid back into the pillows, and spread his legs apart a little. Quickly I got on my knees between his legs, and leaned down toward his dick. As my face got closer to him, I could smell his masculine scent. His crotch smelled so good my dick began to twitch again. As I grasped the base of my brother's dick, and looked at it I suddenly realized, there was no way I could get all of it in my mouth, like Ric had done with my 6". He must've read my mind, because he smiled down at me and said, "Just take what you can, and use your hand on the rest!" Smiling, I bent forward. His piss slit was wet with a drop of clear fluid. Tentatively I stuck out my tongue and licked it. Just that action, sent a shudder of joy through Ric. I was surprised by the taste of his pre-cum. It tasted rather tangy, as well as a little salty, but also a bit sweet. I'd licked a couple drops of my own before, but I didn't think it tasted as nice as Ric's did. I smiled, realizing I liked my brother's flavor! Ric smiled down at me, as he saw me smile. A moment later, Ric gasped, as I lowered my mouth over his cock, sucking in the top half of it, down to about his ring-meat. then, I wrapped my hand around the bottom half of his rod, and started pumping on it as I sucked on the top of it. Within seconds, Ric was moaning happily softly. I sucked on Ric for a while, and fondled his balls. Finally, though, I decided to check out his ass. Uncertainly, I poked his crack, just behind where his nutsac fell against it. Ric looked down and said, "You really don't have to do that bro!" "I want to!" I said, not fully convinced I'd like it, but rather curious about Ric's ass, and also wanting to repay him for how good he'd made me feel. "OK, but stop anytime you want," he said, as he drew his knees up and back. I was surprised at how hairy the insides of Ric's ass cheeks were. His puffy-looking, pink pucker was hairless of course though. I leaned in and sniffed, and was surprised to find that Ric's ass smelled clean, almost like soap. Then happily, I remembered he'd showered before bed. Uncertainly, I reached out with my finger and felt Ric's anus. It quickly contracted, then slowly relaxed again. Smiling, I leaned in and tentatively stuck my tongue out and lightly licked at it. I was glad to find it had no taste. Smiling some more, I began licking at Ric's rose bud then, and reached for his cock again. "Oh God!" Ric groaned, then he began moaning softly with pleasure. After a few seconds, I started poking at Ric's muscle with my tongue. I continued pressing harder and harder, til suddenly, Ric gasped, as my tongue pushed into him. I felt his hole clamp my tongue a couple of times, before it relaxed. I was surprised to find no disgusting flavor, and no shit inside him. It wasn't as disgusting as I'd thought it would be. Remembering how great Ric had made me feel, and wanting to reciprocate, I then began sliding my tongue in and out of him, as I masturbated him and fondled his balls with my hands. Within seconds, Ric was twitching and gasping. After a few more seconds, I sensed that Ric was getting more excited, and my tongue was getting a cramp in it. So, I switched back to sucking his cock, and using some spit, moistened my finger, and slid it easily up inside Ric's ass! I felt around a little, and when he let out a moan of pleasure as my finger passed over a small lump, I realized this must be the spot he'd been rubbing inside me, and I concentrated on it. Shortly, I could tell Ric was really getting into it, and I began sucking a bit faster and harder, and moving my finger back and forth over his prostate a bit faster. Almost instantly, Ric began writhing and gasping. "I'm gonna shoot Jack!" he cried softly. I felt his body tensing up, and continued working on him, speeding up my pace just a bit. "Jack!" he cried, concerned I might not have heard him. I just continued sucking on him, like he'd done for me. A second later, Ric's body tensed up, and he cried out softly. Then I felt his asshole clamp tightly around my finger, and a blast of warm thick liquid hit the back of my throat. Instantly, my mouth filled with a tangy, somewhat salty flavor. Ric's load was so copius I nearly gagged. Quickly though I swallowed, as I continued sucking and fingering him. "Ooooohhhh!!!" he groaned a second later, as he clamped my finger and flooded my mouth again with his jism. "MMmmmmmmm...." he moaned as I countinued pleasuring him, and he filled my mouth a third time. Again I quickly swallowed. I kept working on Ric, until his orgasm ended, and gently he pushed me off. "Fuck bro! You're good!" he growled, smiling broadly at me, his eyes glistening. "So, you liked it?" I asked, just to make sure, as I crawled up next to him. "Oh yeah!" Ric grinned. Then he reached over and drew me toward him, and kissed me on the lips. I wasn't sure what to do when Ric didn't let go of me, but continued kissing my mouth, until I felt his tongue pressing at the crack between my lips. I opened my mouth then, and was surprised when he pushed his whole tongue in my mouth. I felt it exploring my mouth for a minute. Then, because our mouths were pressed together, we both began breathing heavily through our noses, as he kissed me deeply. I responded as best I could. As we kissed, I felt my cock throbbing with excitement! Eventually Ric pulled away. When he did, and saw me looking at him in surprise, he chuckled and said, "and now you know how to kiss too! And you're pretty good at it too!" I couldn't help smiling then. Nor could I help wishing Ric would kiss me again, or suck my cock, or anything! "gimme a minute to catch my breath, then there's one more thing you should learn about," he said. My cock flexed violently when he said that, and I just grinned at him. We laid together for a few minutes, then Ric finally said, "OK, now if you want, I'll teach you to fuck!" As I grinned in reply, my cock flexed three times in rapid succession as I felt my heart beginning to race at the thought of what was to come. * * * "Now, if you wanta stop at any time, just say so, and we will," Ric said, as he pulled a tube of some kind of cream from a drawer in the stand next to his bed. "OK," I said. "OK," Ric said, then he rolled over my leg and onto his knees. Then, as he lifted my legs and pushed them up and out, fully exposing my asshole, he added, "I think you're gonna like this!" I grinned, then moaned a moment later, as he leaned down and began eating my asshole out again! Ric spent a minute or so, licking over and over my asshole, nearly driving me crazy, before he stopped and began pressing his tongue into me again. Knowing what to expect, I remained relaxed, and his tonged slid right through my muscle, and soon he was tongue fucking me again, only this time, even more deeply than before. I couldn't believe how good it felt! All too soon, Ric stopped and pulled back. As he grinned at me with a wet mouth, he picked up the tube he'd taken from his drawer and opened it. Then he squeezed some clear gel onto his finger, and I realized it was lubricant. When he touched my hole with the lube, it felt cold for a couple of seconds, but I didn't have time to wish he'd warmed it up somehow. I let out a gasp as he instantly slid his index finger through the glob of lube he'd wiped on my hole, and through my anus, shoving it swiftly, but gently as far up inside me as he could. "Awwwww!!!" I groaned, as he began sliding his finger completely in and out of me. Ric slid his finger in and out of me for about a minute. Then, he stopped and gently began pressing not one, but two fingers into me. At first, it seemed to go alright, as he kept his fingertips near my opening. After a few seconds though he began pushing them further and further into me, until after a minute, he was sliding both of them in and out of me. After a minute or so of that, I was used to it as well. When Ric tried to push a third finger into me though, it hurt. When he saw me cringing in pain, he stopped and told me that I wasn't relaxed enough. He showed me the size of his fingers together and pointed out that my shit is usually fatter than them, so his fingers should fit! That made logical sense, but I was still dubious. Anyway - he told me that I had to relax, and even push like I was trying to force a piece of shit out of me, and that they'd slide through much better. I tried that as he went back to work on me, and it helped a little. He kept at it, gently working on my opening, until after a minute, much to my disbelief, he was fucking me with three fingers! "How about we try the real thing now?" he asked a moment later, as he left all three fingers shoved deep inside me. "What?" I asked. "How about I try my cock now?" he asked, smiling. My eyes must've opened widely in horror at the thought of taking that monster of a snake of his up my ass, because he grinned and said, "it's actually thinner than my fingers!" I thought about that a minute, and realized he was right about that part, but his cock was a lot longer than his fingers! "Yeah, but, it's a lot longer than them!" I said. "So's a piece of shit!" he said, chuckling. "It's not the length, but the girth that's the problem." "Oh," I said, a little dubiously. "We don't have to do it if you don't want!" he said. "No! I want to!" I cried. Even though I was scared it might hurt, I wanted to feel what it was like to have Ric inside me. And I knew he wanted to put his cock in me. I knew if he did, it would be yet another thing that brought us closer together! Grinning, he said "OK then," and pulled his fingers from my ass, and grabbed the tube of lube. A moment later, he was pressing the liberally lubed head of his cock against my already partially open hole. "Push again," Ric reminded me. I pushed, and within a couple seconds, I felt myself being split open in a way I'd never felt before. Then, suddenly, my brother's cock was sliding into my rectum! It hurt a little as he continued entering me. My eyes must've shown my pain, because he stopped, and held his position. "OK, Relax and push while I'm pushing," Ric said, a minute later. I started pushing again, and so did Ric. A second later, I felt his pubic hair tickling my ass, and smiled as he relaxed and settled up against my ass, with his entire tool stuffed deep inside me. "You OK?" he asked, looking at me with concern. "Yeah, just wait a minute again," I said. "Sure thing," He said, smiling. Ric waited a minute for me to get used to having him inside me, then finally, he slowly began to slide back out of me. Then, when he was almost all the way out, he slowly pushed back in. Slowly he went, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, until eventually I was used to being impaled by his thick rod, and he was fucking me at a steady pace. Once I was used to having Ric inside me, and he had fallen into a slow steady rhythm, I began to feel some pleasure. I could tell from Ric's expression that he was enjoying shoving himself in and out of my hot, slick hole as well. As I began enjoying the feeling of being fucked, I couldn't help wanting more and more of Ric's dick. "Do it faster... and a little harder!" I gasped finally. Ric looked a little surprised, but accommodated my request, and a couple seconds later, I couldn't believe how awesome it felt. I didn't have to ask Ric to go faster or harder after that. He just somehow knew when I needed him to pump faster or harder, and did! Suddenly, I felt my orgasm starting. Ric must've realized this too, as he began fucking me harder still. Then again, from the look on his face, it looked as if he was going to cum too! A few more strokes, and I peaked. Just as I was about to blow my load, Ric's face contorted, and he groaned, and I felt warmth spreading through my insides, as he sprayed the walls of my bowels with his semen. A second later, without touching my cock, my own orgasm began. Suddenly, gasping, I exploded, and sprayed Ric's and my bellies with dots and dashes of my own jism. Ric came again, moaning and filling my hole again, which was starting to feel a little sloshy. I blew more jizz all over the two of us, moaning with pleasure as well. Ric continued fucking me, and the two of us kept on cumming, until eventually, we were both spent. Then, leaving himself stuffed up my ass, Ric collapsed on top of me. His mouth again found mine, and again, with my cum causing our stomachs to slip about a bit, we kissed, as the remnant spasms of our mutual orgasm waned. "Fuck you're good!" Ric exclaimed, as he pulled his mouth from mine again. All I could do was grin. "How about a shower? Then, you can fuck me!" Ric said. "Really?" I cried. Instantly, I felt my cock begin sizzling again at the idea of fucking my brother! "Yeah, but be quiet about it, people are sleeping yet!" Ric said, as he pushed his hips up, pulling his, by then soft, cock out of my hole. "OK," I said. But then I felt warm liquid trickling out my ass. "Ric!" I cried. "Is my asshole bleeding?" Concerned, Ric bent and looked at my hole. Then he smiled and said, "Naw, it's just my cum leakin' outta you! Best get you to the toilet right away!" Relieved, I smiled. Still smiling, Ric ripped a few Kleenex from the box next to his bed and wadded them up, then reached down and pressed them into my hole. "There! Now you can get up and slip your jeans on and and we can head for the bathroom," he said. As I got up and pulled my jeans on, Ric grabbed some more kleenex and wrapped it around his dick, which was still glistening with lube and his cum. Then he too pulled on his jeans. I noticed he also grabbed his tube of lube and stuffed it in his pocket. I was curious why, but didn't get to ask, as together then we crept out of his room and ran next door to the bathroom, where we locked ourselves in together. * * * We both stripped, then as Ric peeled the Kleenex off his cock, I pulled the Kleenex plug he'd made from my ass, and sat down on the toilet. As I peed, I felt warm liquid beginning to trickle out my asshole again. It felt kinda strange. For a couple minutes after I finished peeing, I sat there, and let the remnants of Ric's jism leak out my hole. When it finally stopped, I wiped myself and got up. I was happy to see for myself that the toilet paper wasn't red with blood, as my hole felt a little raw after so much use! "All set to shower now?" Ric asked. He'd been standing there watching me the whole time. "Yeah, but why didn't you shower while you waited?" I asked. "Cause we're gonna shower together!" he said, grinning. My dick began to climb to attention then, as I imagined how it would feel if Ric washed me, and I washed him. "Cool!" I said, noticing that his cock was stiff already as well. We climbed into the shower together then, and Ric spent a minute adjusting the water to the right temperature, then, he wet me down and took some shampoo and a bar of soap and lathered me up all over, spending extra time gently washing my genitals and ass. When I was rinsed, I asked if I could do him, and he just grinned and handed me the soap. I washed Ric as well as he'd washed me then, and nearly gave him another orgasm in the process, but he stopped me before he got off. When he was rinsed he said, "OK, how about you fuck me now?" "OK," I said, and I started to pull the shower curtain back, to get out and dry off so we could go back to his room. "No no no, here!" Ric said. "Really?" I asked, surprised. "Sure!" Ric said. With that he reached for a shelf outside the shower curtain and pulled his tube of lube into the shower, and handed it to me. Then he braced his hands on the shower wall and squatted down slightly, bending his knees, so his ass was at the height of my pelvis. This also opened his cheeks slightly. Grinning, I opened the lube, and squirted some onto a finger and then reached for Ric's swollen, tight pucker. He moaned softly as I rubbed some lube on it, then started massaging it. "Go ahead and stick a finger in already," he said. Smiling, I pressed lightly on his anus, and my finger slid right in. I finger-fucked him for a minute, then slowly pushed a second finger into him as well. After fucking him with both fingers for a while, I added a third, like he'd done to me. He gasped and then moaned slightly, but was able to take it. "Go ahead and grease up, then give it to me!" Ric said in a husky voice then. I squirted a liberal amount of lube into my hand and slathered it all over my hard cock, then stepped into place behind my brother, and held the tip of my cock against his already slippery hole. Gently I pushed forward. As I did, I felt him pushing too, and in one quick movement, my cock slid all the way up inside Ric's ass! He cringed slightly, but then relaxed. I waited a minute, like he'd done for me, enjoying the feeling of having my cock fully enveloped in a warm, soft, slipperly hole. "Go ahead now," Ric said finally. Grinning, I began to pull back out of Ric. I kept going until I thought I was going to pop back out of him, then I pushed back into him. The feeling of my cock sliding into my brother's hot body is one I'll never forget. It's one of the nicest feelings I've ever experienced. "Get fucking me now!" Ric said, sounding a little urgent, and breaking into my thoughts. Grinning, I began to slowly and steadily fuck in and out of my brother's asshole. As I did, he grimmaced a couple times, but soon began moaning passionately. I closed my eyes for a minute as I bucked my hips back and forth, sliding my manhood in and out of Ric's hot cavern. All too soon, I felt my orgasm forming. Ric's must've started too, as his hips began to push back and forth a little too. I sped up my pace, and Ric gasped and moaned happily. A few seconds later, I was pounding my meat in and out of Ric, and I knew both of us were nearing our climaxes. I sped up again, and within a few strokes, Ric was whimpering and I could tell he was fighting to hold off cumming as long as he could. This excited me even more. "AAAAWWWWWWWWW!!!" Ric gasped a moment later, and I felt his sphincter close around my cock, then saw a huge rope of cum shoot from the tip of his cock and streak the tiled shower wall. The start of Ric's orgasm sent me over the edge, and before his second spasm began, my first one did. I too gasped, and exploded, shooting a glob of cum deep into Ric's intestines. "Mmmmmoooooohhhh!!!!" Ric groaned, as again his hole squeezed my cock, and he sprayed the wall with more jism. "ooooooo" I groaned, as I flooded his hole again. I continued fucking Ric, and the two of us continued cumming and cumming, over and over, until we'd each blown exploded several times in ecstasy. Finally, when I'd finished, Ric, whose legs were trembling, immediately stood up, pulling himself off my cock. I was disappointed he'd pulled off so soon, but he apologized, explaining that his leg muscles were giving out, and he thought he was going to fall. He reached for me then and hugged me, and I felt his softening cock pressing into the lower part of my belly. "I love you Jack!" he said, looking down at me. I expected another kiss, but he just smiled at me instead. "I love you too Ric," I said. Gently then Ric washed me again, and when he was finished, he let me wash him as well. We dried off then, and wearing our towels, went back to his room and dressed. * * * That night, Ric and I had to sleep together again. I was all keyed up with anticipation of a sex-filled night with Ric. When we crawled into bed and I asked him what he wanted to do, I couldn't believe it when he looked at me and said "Jack, I love you more than anyone in the world right now, and it's because I love you so much, that I need you to try and understand what I'm going to tell you.... what happened this morning was just a one-time thing, like I told you it would be. It's not going to happen again." My face must've fallen to the floor, because Ric smiled sadly and leaned over and kissed me on the forehead. "I taught you what you needed to know. And I was your first experience, so I know that you were with someone who loved you and tried to make it the best time ever for you. Now, we have to go our separate ways... just sexually - I mean we can still be brothers and have great times together, but we can't be together like we were anymore. You need to find your own way in the world, now that you know how things are, and I still need to find my way too!" he said. "But - " I said, feeling a lump form in my throat, as the one in my crotch softened. Ric cupped the side of my head in his hand then and asked "Was that the best sex you ever had?" "Well, yeah! That's why -" I started to say, but he cut me off. "Well, it'll never be better for us, even if we try forever. That first time was magical, and it brought us so close to one another. And you learned a lot from it too! So can't you see that it has to be just a one time thing?" he said. I couldn't stop a sob from rising in my throat and a tear from breaking from my eye. Ric smiled sadly when he saw it. "I-I don't get it? Wasn't it good for you too?" I asked. "Yeah," Ric said, still smiling. "It was great for me too! The point is, it'll never be better - so we shouldn't ruin one of the best moments we'll ever have together! That's how it was explained to me, when I learned about sex!" I stopped suddenly as I recalled how Ric had said he'd learned the same way I had. "Who taught you anyway?" I asked, temporarily forgetting my grief over having apparently lost a fantastic sexual relationship, that I didn't really ever have. "Sorry, but I can't tell you," Ric said. "It's part of the agreement I made with him, just like the one I made with you. What's between me and him stays between us. And what's between you and me stays between just us! Understand?" "Yeah," I said, sniffing dejectedly. "I promise, this is really for the best!" Ric said. "You just have to trust me. Because of what we shared this morning, you and I will always be closer to each other, than to pretty much any other people on Earth!" Ric reached over and tossled my hair then, then turned and turned out the light. Sighing contentedly, he drifted quickly off to sleep, leaving me lying awake, to lonesomely mourn my loss. * * * As the days, weeks, and months went by after Ric introduced me to the wonderful world of sex, I had to admit, that our relationship did seem stronger than ever, and it continued to grow stronger all the time. He spent time with me, doing things we both liked to do, and helped me with school work. And as we both grew, we talked about sex yet - alot! The sex we talked about was sex in general though, or sex with girls. Oddly, Ric never mentioned our one time sex-fest ever again, and because he didn't, I didn't either. It was like, if we did, it might ruin things. Still, whenever I looked at Ric, it was always in the back of my mind, and I knew it was there in the back of his mind too. One of us would give the other a knowing look, and the other would return a wink or a smile. So, in the end, our experience was always there with us, even though we never spoke again of it. And it really did bring us closer together, closer than we ever could've gotten without having done it. And even though we never spoke of it, because of the shared experience, we had a secret bond, and were always able to talk to each other about everything, and anything, and no matter what! * * * And so on the night Ric hugged me outside the bar, before he was to to off to Iraq, and I felt his erection pressing into me, after we parted, I just kept looking at him. Even though he tried to change the subject, there was a knowing, somewhat pained-look in his eyes. "Why can't you just say what's on your mind?" I asked finally. Ric remained silent, but gave me a suddenly distraught and pleading look. "What's up with the lump?" I persisted. Ric's face contorted slightly, and I could tell he really didn't want to discuss whatever it was he was feeling. I was surprised though, when with watery eyes, he said, "Back when you were just a kid, and I ... well... when I taught you about - you know... I know you were hurt when it didn't happen again, and I'm sorry that I wasn't a little more nurturing about it. I mean, I kinda turned my back on you that night in bed, and left you to feel sorry for yourself, and well... I never really did anything to try and make it up to you. So, I've felt guilty about it ever since. I hope you don't think I didn't care, because I did, but it's just that the tradition's always been - you can just do it once, and I didn't know how to keep it from happening again, other than putting up a wall between us about it. Anyway, I'm sorry if I hurt you then." I stared at Ric in complete surprise for a moment before saying, "You've been feeling this way all that time?" Looking somewhat miserable, and embarrassed as well, Ric looked at me, nodded slightly, then looked down at the ground. "So - you think if you hadn't been tough about it, we might've done it again?" I asked. Again, Ric nodded. "So - you were into it a lot more than you let on?" I asked. Ric looked up finally, and nodded again. I stared at him dumbfounded for a moment, but then, thinking about how ardently he'd given himself to me that day, I realized, he really was into it more than I'd realized, and that my impression of his desires were based only on what he'd said later, when he kept us from doing it again. "What I don't get is, if you liked it so much, WHY didn't you let it happen again?" I said. "Well... I did it in the same way it happened with me, and at the time, I was told the same thing," he said. "Ric, WHO was it that taught you?" I asked. "You know I'm not supposed to say!" Ric said. "I know, but I'm older now - can't you trust me to not tell?" I persisted. Ric looked at me, his eyes moving back and forth as if he was reading a book. Finally he said, "Uncle Alan." "Uncle Alan?" I cried. "Christ Ric, he's almost 20 years older than you!" "I know!" Ric said. "But he was following the tradition!" "WHAT TRADITION IS IT THAT YOU KEEP TALKING ABOUT? ALL YOU KNOW IS WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU!" I cried, frustrated. Sighing heavily, Ric said, "Well, Uncle Alan said that there's always been this tradition in our family - for the men - that an older man always initiates the younger men... well... adolescent boys I guess, about the pleasures and techniques of good sex." "So, you and Uncle Alan did what you and me did?" I asked. His ears reddening, Ric nodded. "Was it as good for you then, as it was when you did it with me?" I asked, curious. "It was fantastic!" Ric said. "But... and you can't ever tell anyone this - especially not Kathleen - the best sex I ever had was with you!" My eyes instantly widened, as I looked at Ric, dumbfounded. "Really?" I asked, finally. Pink-faced, he looked at me and nodded. Then in a strange voice, he said, "The way Alan put it to me later on was that, my time with him was supposed to be the best up to that point. A guy's first time is supposed to be his best... but, he also said that when it's your turn to be the teacher, and you're the older guy who cares about the boy you're teaching, that helping the boy experience his first time is even better, because you can share in the boy's joy too, because you remember how it felt for you! I guess he was right, cause I really liked giving you your first experience! And Alan told me that it was better with me than when Dad-" Ric stopped abruptly and a haunted look filled his eyes, as he blushed profusely. "Wait a minute!" I cried. "Dad taught Uncle Alan - like you did me?" Looking stricken, but guilty, Ric finally nodded. "PLEASE! You can't tell anyone I told you!" he pleaded. "No problem," I said, still shocked by this newest revelation. "So - who do you think taught Dad?" I asked, before Ric could say anything else. "Uncle Ralph!" Ric said, without hesitating. "Alan slipped and told me." "Wow!" I said, recalling the one time I'd met our strapping, albeit bald, uncle, during a visit he'd made to the US. He was our dad's older brother, and he was an ambulance driver, who had moved to Australia before we were born. "Wonder who taught him!" "I dunno," Ric said. "All I know is it's supposed to be a family tradition that all the boys in the family are taught to be great lovers by an older male relative who they're close to." "Well..., it seems to go brother to brother, but how come it went uncle to nephew for you?" I said. "I didn't think you and Uncle Alan were that close really!" "I didn't have an older brother, and father/son isn't allowed. I mean it was hard enough just listening to Dad telling me about the birds and the bees. There's no way I could've done with him, what I did with Uncle Alan!" Ric said, giving a slight shudder at the end. Quickly though, his expression changed, and he looked at me strangely, and added, "Besides, Uncle Alan and I were really closer than you realized... we were a lot like you and Eric are actually." "I guess that's-" I started to reply. Suddenly though the full impact of what Ric had just said, coupled with the strange way he was staring at me sank in. "WAIT A MINUTE!" I cried, staring at him with huge eyes, and my mouth hanging open. Ric's expression softened a little, and smiling nervously, he nodded slightly. "I know it's a little early yet for him, but I might not get a chance to say it, so I have to say something now. It's our family tradition Jack! And I can't think of anyone I'd rather have it be for him.... just... please be careful of his emotions, and... I don't want to know anything about it afterward!" My mind was suddenly swirling with mixed emotions. I couldn't believe that my brother had just told me, although not in so many words, that he expected and wanted me to be his son's 'teacher', in the same way he'd been mine 13 years earlier. I was to carry on the 'Family Tradition' with his son! As I stared at Ric, dumbfounded, still smiling a little, he said, "It's your turn to be the 'teacher' now! I hope you have as much pleasure with Eric, as I did with you!" Then, he leaned toward me and kissed me on the forehead. As he broke away from me again, he turned and headed for the car. "C'mon - let's get going, maybe we can catch the end of the Cowboy's game!" he called, as I stared after him, still dumbfounded. * * * Ric left for Iraq a few days later. As we stood together at the airport, saying a final good-bye, with the rest of the family standing around us, he looked me in the eye, and said softly, so nobody else could hear him, "Don't forget what we talked about the other night before we left the pub!" We hadn't talked about it since then, and I so wanted to talk some more with Ric about what he'd asked me to do, but there were others around and I couldn't. I was filled with trepidation over the task he'd asked me to perform. It wasn't that I didn't care about Eric! I loved my nephew as if he was my own son! It was the worry that maybe carrying on the 'Family Tradition' wasn't the right thing to do! At the same time though, I felt an even stronger bond to, and love for Ric, who obviously cared so much for me that he'd trust me to rear his son - in every way, in his absence. Since we weren't alone though, there was nothing I could do but nod slightly. Then, my brother took me in his arms again, and held me tightly. Again, I felt his firm manhood pressing against mine. Mine stiffened and responded likewise. As we parted, both of us were fighting back tears, and I hoped everyone would stay focused on that, and not look down at our crotches. Ric knelt down on one knee then and pulled his son, who was on the short side, into his arms and hugged him tightly. Eric held onto his dad tightly as well, and listened as Ric told him how proud he was to have him as his son, and that he loved him very much - more than anyone in the world, except maybe his mother - Kathleen. I also heard Ric tell him that he should come to me with any problems he had, and that I'd help him out. Ric released Eric then, and gave him a kiss on the cheek, then stood fully upright to say good-bye to Kathleen. Eric sidled over to me then. As he watched his parents kissing good-bye, tears welled in his eyes, and he leaned back against me. Smiling sadly down at him, I wrapped my arms protectively around him, and he brought his hands up and held onto mine, which were crossed in front of his chest. Ric broke away from Kathleen then, who was sobbing, as his final boarding call was announced, and with a wave, he turned and strode through the gate. As soon as his father was out of sight, Eric spun around and buried his face against my chest and finally let the tears he'd been holding back flow, as I held him in my arms and stroked his back, and murmured that it would be OK. After a while Eric pulled away from me, and looked up at me and asked, "You're not gonna go into the army and go away too are you?" "No!" I said, smiling sadly at him. "I'm gonna stay right here!" "Good!" he said, sniffling. Then he hugged me firmly again, hanging onto me, as if if he let go I'd walk away from him too. Feeling his pain, all I could do was hold onto him, and bend my head down and kiss the top of his head. * * * With Ric gone, I began to visit Kathleen and Eric more often than I used to. A couple, maybe three times a week, Kathleen would call me at work and invite me over for supper. I usually would go, and while I was there, first I would move anything heavy that needed moving, fix anything that broke, mow the lawn, and do anything Ric would normally have done. Then, after dinner, I'd spend the evening with Eric, either helping him with his homework, or playing soccer or basket ball with him, or just hanging out and talking or gaming with him. We'd always been close. In fact, I was his Godfather, and that had always made our relationship seem even closer than just uncle to nephew. But, as the days, weeks, and months went by, I could feel our relationship changing. I could tell that we were becoming closer, and that our feelings for each other were deepening! Eventually, it was obvious that although Eric had a dad, whom he loved very much, he'd become completely dependant upon me to be the man in his life! I liked that felt, and I could tell Eric really did too. * * * Ric ended up being stationed in Iraq longer than he thought he would be. In the end, he was to be there for almost 3 years! He managed a couple trips home whenever he got enough leave, but those visits were short, and few and far between. While they were good for he and Kathleen, I noticed that he and Eric had lost their closeness. They still loved each other, but, they didn't seem able to communicate with one another any longer, and Eric was no longer interested in spending time with Ric. More than once, I saw a profound sadness in Ric's eyes when I visited them while he was home, and Eric's eyes lit up and he greeted me with a sustained, unabashed hug, suddenly becoming much more animated and talkative than he'd be a few minutes earlier, as he told me all about things he hadn't talked to Ric about, that were going on in his life. During one visit, when Ric had been gone for almost 2 years already, as he was getting ready to leave for the airport to re-deploy, he pulled me aside and asked in an undertone, "Have you carried on the 'Family Tradition' yet with Eric?" I was somewhat taken aback. Ric's request before he originally went to Iraq had remained in the back of my mind, but I wasn't sure if it was really the thing to do with Eric or not. Of course, I did remember how awesome my experience with Ric had been, but... I remembered too the let-down afterward, when Ric had abruptly cut off our intimacy again. And I wasn't at all sure of what Eric's sexual desires and interests were either. "I thought you didn't want to know about it?" I said, recalling Ric's request that we not talk about it afterward. "I just wondered if it had happened yet, that's all," he said. "No," I said. "Well, I think he's ready!" Ric said. "He's grown a lot since I last saw him, and I saw him getting out of the shower yesterday - he's mature enough now!" "I'll know when and if it's the right time," I said, looking at Ric a little critically. "'If'?" Ric asked, surprised. "I'm not going to do anything to hurt him, nor ruin our relationship!" I said. "If he gives any indication of sexual curiosity, I'll see if it seems like a good idea. Up til this point, he's only asked me about the basics, and he was too young at the time!" Ric looked at me with an annoyed expression on his face. "It's a 'Family Tradition'!" he said. "It's been good for all of us! It'll be good for him too! And I know you'll handle it in such a way that it's a great experience for both of you!" "OK!" I cried. "Just stop pushing!" Ric would've continued the conversation, but thankfully Kathleen walked into the room, looking curiously back and forth between us. She'd heard my outburst and wondered what was wrong. As it was time for Ric to leave then, I lied and said I was just pissed off that he had to leave so soon, which seemed to molify her. "It's Time!" Ric said then, looking pointedly at me. Kathleen still thought he was talking about his departure. I understood him clearly though. * * * Over the years, with Ric gone, I'd begun spending more and more time with Eric, which both he and Kathleen appreciated. Shortly after Ric left, I began having Eric spend the night with me on either Friday or Saturday night, and it had pretty much become a habit that Eric would spend one night each weekend with me, and I'd drop him off at home late the next day. When he slept over, since I only had a one bedroom apartment, he would sleep in my bed with me. He particularly enjoyed doing this, as it was like a slumber party to him. Over the next few weeks, I watched and studied my nephew a little more closely, especially when he was at my apartment. He certainly had grown a bit. He was still short though, and very boyish looking. I knew though, like Ric did, that he'd passed through puberty, and was fully sexually developed, as I too had often seen Eric, who was then 13, naked. I wondered though just how curious he was about sex. As I watched Eric more closely, I started to notice that he was apparently more sexually aware than I'd realized. He laughed appropriately at risque' humor on TV. A couple times when I walked into the room, when he was on my computer, he instantly logged off the page he was on. A later check of the history showed that he was looking at sites with sexual information on them, or at Myspace sites with sexual content on them. I also noticed that he was watching people - both girls and guys, and even myself, more closely. And of course, often, I began to notice a lump in his crotch, which he usually was trying to surreptitiously adjust, so that it wasn't so prominent. Finally, one evening, while I was cooking supper, I needed something from my room. As I was about to walk in the door, I saw Eric's reflection in the mirror on the dresser. He was laying on my bed with his pants open, and his shirt pulled up He was masturbating, as he looked through a Penthouse magazine I thought I'd hidden a little better under the bed. Luckily he was too engrossed in what he was doing to notice my reflection in the mirror as well. I was so suprised that he would do such a thing without at least closing the door, although I guess he thought I was cooking, that I stood gawking at his reflection in the mirror, as he continued beating off. He must've been at it for a while, as he suddenly flopped back into the pillow, and stared up at the ceiling, as his hand began flying even faster, and his other hand reached to cup his testicles. As I watched, Eric's breathing became labored, and his face turned darker, as his hips began to twitch. Suddenly, he gasped and a string of semen shot from his penis, and flew in an arc through the air, landing in a streak across his belly. He continued pumping his dick, and a second later, he gasped again, as another stream of cum shot from his cock. I watched a few more seconds, as Eric continued masturbating, and spasming a few more times, before finally, stopping and relaxing. As a smile spread over his face, he gently kneaded his genitals, until a moment later, his body trembled and he shook his head in a swift involuntary movement of passion, as a bit more semen oozed from his piss slit. Finally he dropped his scrotum, and merely laid there, holding his withering penis in his hand, as he smiled happily up at the ceiling, enjoying the afterglow of his experience. Softly, I back-tracked so he wouldn't see me, or the huge lump I'd developed in my crotch. Apparently Ric had been right that Eric was indeed in need of some sexual education! I wasn't exactly sure though, just how to broach the subject, nor, just how far I really should go with our 'Family Tradition' with Eric. The last thing I wanted to do was emotionally damage him! When I called Eric to the dinner table a few minutes later, his face was still pink, and he had what appeared to be a permanent smile on his face. Apparently he'd had an excellent orgasm! "Best wash your hands before you eat!" I commented, smirking to myself, as he was about to sit down at the table. Chuckling, he turned to the sink and washed his hands, as I sat down at the table, hoping he hadn't noticed the tent that was still poking out in front of me. Apparently he hadn't. All through supper, as Eric chattered away, my mind was pre-occupied with trying to figure out just how to broach the subject of sex to Eric, and see just what he needed or wanted to talk about. I was unable to come up with what seemed to be a gradual lead-in to the topic though, so I finally dropped the idea for the time being. That evening, as we were getting ready to go to bed, the opportunity I was looking for arose suddenly though. And not quite as I'd expected it would. Eric was already lying in bed when I walked in the room after brushing my teeth. I noticed he was watching me intently as I pulled my jeans off. I also noticed a slight bulging under the blankets where his crotch was. As I started to climb into bed in just my boxers, he suddenly said, "Uncle Jack? How come you wear your boxers to bed when I'm here?" "What do you mean?" I asked. "Dad asked me what you wear to bed when I sleep over, and I told him you always wear your boxers to bed. He said that was strange, because he thought you always slept in the nude!" Eric said. "He told you that huh?" I asked, wondering just what else my brother had said to his boy. "Yeah. So how come you don't sleep nude when I'm over?" Eric asked. "Well, because guys don't usually sleep naked together!" I said. "Oh!" Eric said, his ears turning pink. "You don't have to get embarrassed - you didn't know," I said. "Um... well..." he said, then he raised the covers, and showed me that he was completely naked. "I thought I'd try sleeping nude too, and tell you you should too, cause Dad says it's more comfortable." "Hmmm... somehow I doubt that's how he sleeps in Iraq!" I muttered, as I looked at my nephew's naked body. His penis looked larger than usual, and I wondered if he had a slight semi going, especially because of the lump I'd seen a couple minutes earlier. Eric chuckled and said, "Can you imagine a tent full of guys all sleeping naked together like that? Must be embarrassing if they get hard!" I couldn't help smiling myself in response. "So, you gonna sleep naked too tonight?" Eric asked then. I looked at him, as he continued holding up the blankets and raised his eyebrows at me. "What? You hoping I will, and that I'll get hard, so you can see how big I get?" I asked. Eric turned a little redder, and I was sorry I'd embarrassed him, but he surprised me a moment later by saying, "Well.... I've never seen you that way before... um... I-I guess maybe I am a little curious about that." His face turned scarlet then and he looked away, certain he'd said too much. I couldn't help smiling then, when I said, "Well, it's no big deal if you do see me hard, or if you're curious to see me hard either. It's a normal thing at your age to be curious about older guys' bodies." "Really?" Eric asked, looking back up at me, surprised. "Sure!" I said. "It's normal for boys to be curious about how older guys look, cause they wanta see how they're going to turn out." "So... will you sleep naked with me then?" he asked, looking nervously hopeful. Chuckling, I reached down and pushed down my boxers, and kicked them off. "No reason I shouldn't," I said, straightening up. "So go ahead and look at it all you want!" I purposely stood directly in front of Eric, next to the bed, to give him a chance to look me over well, since that's what it seemed he was hoping he'd get to do. As I watched Eric, his eyes were indeed glued to my genitals. "Shit you're big - even soft!" he exclaimed, much less abashed than earlier. "You're not so small for your body size either," I said, noticing that his penis was starting to stretch a little again. Instantly Eric looked up and saw me looking at his swelling member, and he turned red-faced again, as he finally dropped the covers. "Sure!" I said, snickering. "You hope to see me with a woody, but the minute you start to stiffen up yourself - you hide it!" Eric looked a little perplexed by the idea that I might be interested in seeing him with a hardon. When he saw my grin though, he figured I was just messing with him, and he smiled sheepishly. I was surprised though when he lifted the covers and tossed them down the bed, effectively leaving his privates on display for me. I guaged his penis to be about half-erect at that point, which caused mine to begin swelling up more swiftly too. As Eric's eyes returned to my appendage, he said, "Dad told me that it was kind of a 'Family Tradition' or something that boys in our family learn all about sex from their uncles. Is that true?" Instantly my dick stopped expanding, as I became annoyed with Ric. "He said that?" was all I could manage to say, finally. "Um... yeah," Eric said, realizing I wasn't exactly happy about it. Then, apparently hoping to make me feel better, he added, "He also said that you'd be a good person for me to learn from, and that no matter what we did, you wouldn't let me get hurt!" My mind was suddenly in a turmoil. I was angry at Ric for saying all that to Eric, and wondered just how much more he'd told him. I was also instantly thrown into a state of arousal at the implication that I should have sex with Eric. It didn't help that the boy's penis was now nearly fully erect as well. Sensing my displeasure, Eric looked cautiously at me and asked, "you're not mad at me are you Uncle Jack?" "NO!" I cried, realizing I was upsetting him. At the same time, I realized that this was just the opening I needed, if I was going to do anything at all about teaching Eric about sex - even if it just turned out to be talking. "Listen Eric," I said. "I guess your dad was right - kinda. And, in particular, since he's not here for you to go to, and I am, then it's fine with me if I'm the one to teach you about sex. So, we can talk about anything you want to, OK?" "Cool!" Eric said, beaming, but blushing a little yet. "So, what do you want to know?" I asked. "Well...." Eric hesitated. His eyes moved back to my penis as he asked, "Um... just how big does your's get when you're hard?" chuckling, I noticed Eric's penis was still semi-erect. I also felt my own starting to swell up again. "I think, what you're really wondering is - what's the normal size of a grown man's hardon, right?" I asked. "Well... I really was curious about your's, but, yeah, I guess," he said. I chuckled and said, "Well, the average adult's erection is from 5.5 to 6.2 inches long, and it has a circumference of 4.7 to 5.1 inches. And from the looks of what you've got going there, you don't have anything to worry about. You already look like you're in the average range, and you're still growing. So you don't have to worry about having a 'micropenis'!" Eric roared with laughter then and said, "What the hell is a 'micropenis'?" "One that measures less than 2.7 inches long when erect," I said, grinning. "Holy Crap!" Eric said, looking incredulous. "There's guys who only get that big?" Chuckling, I said, "Apparently there are." "Where'd you learn all this?" Eric asked, looking curiously at me. "It was just in an article I read recently," I said. "Crap! To think I was worried that 5-1/2 inches was too small. Those poor suckers with 'microdicks' must be miserable!" Eric said, with a relieved look on his face. "Well, I'm sure they still can get off, and that's what's important," I said. "So... um.... how big does your's get anyway?" Eric asked then, his attention having returned to my burgeoning semi. Smiling, I looked down at his penis, and saw that it had reached a full erect state. I also noticed that Eric looked rather aroused, as he watched my penis rising, as the blood filled it. "Well, I guess you'll have to wait and see. Shouldn't be long," I said, wondering just how far I should take things with him. "Holy Crap!" Eric cried a few seconds later, as my dick became fully hard. "You're huge! How big is that thing?" Chuckling and blushing a little, I said, "it's about 10 inches when it's hard like this." "Shit!" Eric said, cringing and looking guiltily at me for having sworn. Quickly he continued with "Think mine'll get that big someday?" "Maybe," I said. "You have a lot of growing to do yet." "I hope it does," he said, looking up at me for a second and grinning incredulously, before dropping his eyes to my dick again. Smiling, I watched him unabashedly and closely studying my penis. Suddenly, he looked up at me, and I saw a decidedly aroused expression on his face. He instantly looked embarrassed though at having been so closely examining my penis. Smiling, I reached down and caressed his chin. Pulling my hand away, still smiling, I said, "If you wanta touch it, go ahead." Eric's face was incredulous. As I smiled down at him, he smiled finally, then dropped his eyes to my dick, and tentatively reached out for it. As his hand fully wrapped around my shaft, I closed my eyes and tilted my head back as a shudder of pleasure rocketed through me. A moment later, when I looked back down to see what Eric was doing, he was looking up at me, smiling. "Feels good huh?" he asked. "Yeah," I said, and I couldn't help smiling back at him. His face became serious then. Nervously, he swallowed. Then watching me intently for my reaction, he slowly began to pump my cock. Eric's touch was gentle to begin with, but the way he moved his hand up and down my shaft, just the right amount, holding me just tightly enough, so my skin moved with his hand, sent shivers of pleasure surging through me, and I couldn't help gasping. After a moment, Eric said, "So... this is the right way to do it then, right?" As I looked at him quizically for a couple of seconds, he added "I mean, this is the right way to jerk off, right? I'm not missing anything, am I?" I couldn't help chuckling and grinning then. "Well, there's plenty of ways to do it, and none are right or wrong," I said. "As long as it feels good, I guess it's right!" "Oh," Eric said. His hand was still moving up and down my rod, and I could feel a familiar warm feeling starting to build in the base of my groin. "Have you ever done this with anyone else before?" I asked. "No!" Eric said, looking up at me surprised, yet curiously. "So you've never felt another person do what you're doing to me?" I asked. "Nope," Eric said, his hand still slowly pumping me. "Well," I said, as my cock flexed, causing him to smile. "Maybe you better stop, before you end up with a face full of goo!" Eric's eyes popped open wider, and he stared at the tip of my cock for a moment, as he stopped and let go of it. "I'm sorry," he said, sounding a little guilty. "You have nothing to be sorry for," I said. "I told you you could touch me." Eric smiled a little and looked at me again. "So it felt nice - what I did?" he asked. "Very!" I said. He looked a little disappointed then, and then, a little like he didn't know what to do next. I decided to take the bull by the horns then, as it looked like this was the most opportune time I might get to try and initiate the 'Family Tradition'. At least, I figured I could feel Eric out and see if he seemed interested in having me give him some hands-on lessons. "If you'd like, I'll show you how it felt for me," I said, softly. "But, only if you want me to!" "Really?" Eric asked, looking up at me, incredulously. I saw a faint smile behind his surprise though. A split second later, he looked embarrassed, and he said, "Um, I'm not gay Uncle Jack!" "I know that," I said, as I felt my own ears heat up. "I never thought you were, and I'm not gay either Eric. But... listen man, there's something you don't know yet. See, a lot of boys your age learn about sex by practicing with each other. What I mean is, they get naked, and check each other out, and even do things with each other to see how sex works. And Eric, they're not gay either. They're just really curious, and horny too! I know you're really curious about sex, and I can tell you're really horny too, just like all other boys your age are. I also know though that you don't seem to have any close friends you can experiment with. So, even though I'm not gay, and I know you're not, well, if you wanta try a few things with someone, I care enough for you that I'm willing to show you how it's done, even though I'm straight too." Eric stared at me for a moment with big eyes and his mouth hanging open just a bit. I could tell he was shocked, and maybe a little confused too. Suddenly he said, "So, you're willing to do sex things with me, so I can see what it's all about???? But your not gay?" "Right. I'm not gay. And I'm only offering this if you want to do it!" I said. "I'd never ask you or make you do anything you don't want to do Eric! And I'd never hurt you either!" "This is for real?" Eric asked, obviously unable to believe what he was hearing. "If you want," I said. "But two things! First of all, if we do anything, it has to be our secret Eric! You can't tell anyone! And second, you need to understand that whatever we do, this'll be the only time we'll do it. It'll only be just this once! We'll always be really close to each other - maybe even closer, and I'll always be willing to talk about things with you, but we won't get physical after this. If we do anything, it's just so you can learn about your body, and about having sex!" "Oh my God!" Eric said, suddenly. "Is this that 'Family Tradition' Dad was talking about, when he said how uncles in our family 'help' nephews figure out sex?" "Well... yeah," I said, after hesitating a moment due to my surprise at Eric's having connected my offer to the 'Family Tradition'. "So... did you have an uncle who did this with you?" he asked. "Um... sort of," I said. "Wow!" Eric cried. "So what'd you do?" I was a little surprised that he didn't question me about my vague reply about who had been my 'teacher'. Seeing his dick flex fully stiff for a moment, then relax slightly again, I realized he apparently was more interested in what kinds of things I might be willing to do with him. "Um... Lotsa things," I said, smiling slightly. "But I can't tell you about what he and I did, because it was our special secret time. You just need to know that I learned a lot, and actually had fun too, and I didn't turn out gay either." Eric peered at me and said, "So, you're not gay, but you really want to do this with me?" I smiled and said, "Only if you want to!" "Well... yeah, I do," he said, blushing deeply. "Thing is, I don't get why you would want to if you're straight. I mean, do you like boys or something, and you're not saying?" "No Eric," I said, embarrassed. "I'm straight - I promise you. The reason I'm OK with helping you out this way, is because I love you so very much - that I can justify doing things with you - but only with you - that I wouldn't normally do. In other words, you're the only guy I'm willing to have sexual contact with, and it's because I love you that I'm able to." Apparently finally believing me, a big shit-eating grin spread across Eric's face then, and his dick flexed again. "So what'a we do first?" first he asked, huskily. * * * I smiled and laid down on the bed next to Eric and said, "Well, what do you want to learn about?" "Everything!" Eric said, his penis flexing again. Smiling, I continued looking at Eric and reached for his member. His nostrils flared and he gasped softly as I wrapped my hand around his shaft and started to masturbate him, like he'd done to me. "Now you know how it felt when you did this to me," I said. "Damn!" Eric swore. "It feels so much better than when I do it to myself!" I snorted softly and smiled, and said "generally anytime someone else does it, it'll feel better - unless they have a bad technique!" "You sure have a good technique!" Eric said, breathing in deeply, as his eyes took on an extremely aroused look. As I continued manipulating Eric's penis, I reached over with my left hand to fondle his balls. Sensing my intention, Eric smiled and spread his legs apart, so that I could get at them easily. His nostrils flared again, and again he gasped as I gathered his scrotum in my hand and began gently fondling his eggs. All the while, I continued jerking him off. "That feels so good Uncle Jack!" Eric murmured, smiling at me. "Would you like me to do something else that feels even better?" I asked. "Oh yeah!" he said, and I felt his cock flex again in my hand. Smiling, I stopped what I was doing and reached into the drawer next to my bed for a tube of KY jelly. "Oh yeah! Lube!" Eric chuckled. "Guess you've used lube yourself already then?" I asked, grinning at him. "Uh huh, but you can go ahead - I bet it feels awesome when you use it on me!" Eric grinned. "Well, there's other things I think I'll show you," I said. He looked curiously at me then when I didn't squirt some into my hand to use on his dick, but instead, put a large dollop on my middle fingertip. "I promise I'm not going to hurt you in any way Eric, so lay back and enjoy what's gonna happen!" I said. Still looking curiously at me, Eric did as I asked. I rolled over Eric's leg then, and onto my knees between his legs, which he automatically spread further apart for me. Smiling, I leaned forward and kissed him on the forehead. He smiled up at me. "What I'm going to show you now Eric, is how to make love to someone. It works the same way for a girl, as it does for a guy, except of course for the obvious diffenence in body parts being played with," I said. Eric just kept smiling up at me. A moment later though, his eyes flew open in surprise when I leaned back down and kissed him gently on the lips. "You OK?" I asked, backing off, and looking down at him, concerned he might not really want me to do everything I planned on doing. "Uh huh," Eric said, nodding, but looking surprised yet. "OK," I said, as I leaned back in and began kissing him on the lips again. I was surprised, when Eric began moving his lips a little in response. I opened my mouth then, and gently pushed my tongue forward. When he felt it pressing on his lips, Eric opened his lips and let me slide it into his mouth. As I began exploring Eric's mouth with my tongue, I felt the tip of his dick slap against my chest, apparently having flexed with excitement again. I continued kissing Eric for a minute, then finally backed off, leaving the boy looking up at me with a blend of incredulousnous and arousal in his eyes, panting for breath. As I smiled at him, he smiled back at me. Then I leaned down again, and proceeded to make love to Eric's ear, throat, nipples, and navel, in the same way my brother had done to me so many years earlier. For his part, Eric seemed to enjoy it all, even though he continued looking at me with a suprised expression. His cock did flex against my chest a few more times though. "OH FUCK!" Eric cried out when finally, I suddenly leaned forward and sucked his penis into my mouth, and began sucking slowly and sensually up and down on it. I sucked up and down Eric's dick for only a few seconds, before I reached for and cupped his balls again, and again began fondling them. All the while Eric was groaning with joy, as I worked him over. He let out a loud gasp, and I knew his head came up to stare down at me as I then pressed my lubricated finger into his ass-crack, and aimed it in the direction his asshole would be in. I was surprised when he drew his legs up and further apart though, as if he knew I was going to play with his hole. "Mmmmmmmm..." he mewed when the tip of my finger began gently rubbing his tight little pucker. As I continued sucking up and down Eric's dick, and rolling his nads around between my fingers, I cupped his ass in my hand, and began massaging his anus as well, causing him to tilt his head back and begin breathing heavily through his mouth. As I held Eric's butt in my hand, a long-forgotten memory flashed through my mind. 13 years earlier, as I'd laid on my back, with my legs drawn up, and my brother had worked on me in the same fashion, I'd been surprised by the feeling of his holding my ass. In just the same way as I was able to cup and hold Eric's entire butt in my one hand, and press my middle finger into his crease and tickle his pucker, my brother had been able to do the same to me. I had been shocked then, and felt small in comparison to Ric, as he held my ass in one hand. At the same time though, what he was doing felt so good, and he was being so gentle, that I felt very protected and loved by older, bigger young man. I hoped that Eric was experiencing the same thoughts and feelings right then, that I had years earlier. After several seconds, I very gently pressed on Eric's sphincter. I was surprised when with little effort, my finger slid through his muscle, and traveled upward inside him, and he moaned with delight. Had Ric found it so easy to enter me as well? I did remember that I had enjoyed how he'd fingered me that way! As I continued sucking on Eric's penis, and fondling his balls, I began feeling around in the front, lower portion of Eric's rectum, until my finger passed over a small lump. As I began to massage the lump, I started to suck up and down on Eric a little faster and harder, causing him to arch his back slightly up off the bed, as he moaned passionately. I knew exactly what he was feeling. I vividly remembered the pleasure I'd felt with Ric had found my gland and begun rubbing it as well. My cock flexed with delight over the fact that I was giving my little nephew the same thrills I'd felt his father give to me when I was the same age he was. After only a few seconds had gone by, Eric began squirming around under me. The whole time he continued moaning and gasping. His dick felt hard as a rock in my mouth, and I felt his balls pulling up against his body. Shortly he began thrusting his hips up and down a little. I knew he was doing so to try and speed up my actions. I'd done the same thing when I'd been in his position with Ric. Understanding what the boy wanted, I started to suck a little faster and harder on Eric, until his hips stopped moving, and he relaxed just a little, and let me continue do the work. A moment later, I also began rubbing his prostate a bit more roughly though too, and his body tensed up a little more again, and he began squirming and moaning a little more. I knew his climax was approaching. I slowed down just a tiny bit, to try and prolong his build-up, in order that his orgasm would be more intense. Apparently my strategy worked, as a moment later he gasped passionately, "Oh God!", and I felt his body stiffen up tightly. I increased my speed just a little more again then, knowing that his orgasm was quickly approaching then. "Uncle Jack!" he gasped suddenly. "I'm gonna jizz!" I quickened my pace just a bit more, so as to send him over the edge. Eric's body responded immediately. He began to literally thrash about a bit, humping ans twitching spastically. "UNCLE JACK!!!" he cried again, anxious, and sounding slightly alarmed. Glancing up, I could see his face contorting passionately. I continued what I was doing, as I felt Eric's little body stiffen up completely, as he was apparently trying to hold back his explosion - whether to make his orgasm more intense when it hit him, or more probably because he was still afraid I wouldn't want him to ejaculate in my mouth, I wasn't really sure. Regardless, I just kept on steadily sucking on him, gently kneading his testicles in his tightly compacted scrotum, and massaging his prostate. As the seconds ticked by, and Eric squirmed about, I heard him gasping, and he began making mewing sounds. At the same time, I felt his penis, testicles, and prostate all increase subtley, but noticeably in size. "FFfucckkk!!!" Eric cried suddenly in a loud hoarse gasp, and I finally felt his asshole clamp tightly around my finger, and a strong blast of mildly salty, somewhat tangy, goo splat forcefully against the back of my throat. Quickly I swallowed it. As I did, its flavor spread through my mouth. Being straight, I hadn't been thrilled with the idea of drinking my nephew's cum, but since I hadn't gotten off yet myself, I was in a heightened state of heightened arousal just over being the cause of Eric's pleasure, so I was surprised when I really didn't find his semen disgusting at all. In fact, my cock flexed strongly as I recalled the last time I'd tasted such a flavor... all those years earlier when it was his father's cum I'd tasted in my mouth! Then too, I had been surprised that I didn't gag on Ric's cum. "AAAawwwwww!!!!" Eric groaned again, as I contemplated the taste of his juice, and he tensed up again, and shot another load of semen into my mouth. Again my penis flexed at the pleasant memory of the flavor, and my arousal over giving Eric so much joy. "mmmmmmmm...." Eric moaned softly as he spasmed a third time, this time oozing, more than shooting his liquid. Never-the-less, my mouth was filled again with his tangy essence. I kept on sucking up and down on Eric's cock, and rubbing his gland for a few more seconds, as he tensed, oozed, and relaxed, repeatedly, a few more times, until finally, his orgasm ended, and he relaxed, completely spent. Slowly, I sucked and massaged him a little longer after it was over, while his chest heaved for breath, until his body tensed and twitched slightly, and I tasted one last little bit of his tasty seed. Then I finished sucking his, then rapidly shrinking, penis clean and dry, before finally sliding my mouth off it, and sliding my finger out of his ass. I sat back on my heels then, having abandoned Eric's sex organs and looked down at him, as he stared up at me with an astonished, but joyous smile on his face. "So what'd ya think?" I asked, smiling back at him. "That was fucking fantastic!" he gasped, still breathing heavily. "Glad you liked it!" I said, still smiling, as I licked my lips, enjoying the last bit of my nephew's flavor. * * * I laid down next to Eric then, and we both rested a few minutes, silently, except for Eric's heavy breathing, which eventually waned. I was very surprised when he looked at me and asked, "So do I get to do that to you now too?" I looked at him with raised eyebrows, and said, "You want to suck on my dick?" Looking a little uncertain, and nervous, he said, "Well... um... I guess. I mean... I thought you were kinda teaching me how to do things, so maybe I was supposed to do you too." I smiled at Eric and said, "Well, yeah, you're supposed to be learning how sex works. And if you feel like doing what I did to you, or any part of it to me, that's fine. We can do that. But you don't have to unless you want to OK?" Eric looked at me for a moment, then said, "So, if I want to, you're OK with it?" "Sure!" I said, grinning. "I'd be a fool to turn down a blow job!" Eric grinned then and said, "Well, I wanta do just what you did to me!" His face fell quickly then and he looked down, as he added, "um... I'm not sure I wanta have you blow in my mouth though." I smiled and lifted his chin with my finger and said, "No problem. I'll warn you when I'm ready, just like you did for me. Then you can back off." "How come you didn't back off when I warned you?" he asked, looking curiously at me. "I wanted you to have the best experience ever!" I said. "And it's always better if the other person keeps on sucking and let's you cum in their mouth. Besides, it doesn't taste too bad!" "I know," Eric said. Then, realizing what he'd said, he blushed profusely. "You've eaten cum before?" I asked, curiously. Blushing deep red then, Eric glanced up at me and said, "Um... well... I kinda tasted my own a couple times." I grinned and pulled on his chin again, so he had to look at me. "You don't have to get embarrassed like that," I said. "That's something all guys do. So ... you liked the flavor?" "Um, well, I guees," Eric said. "Well, don't worry, I'll warn you so you don't have to try mine," I said. "It's not the flavor!" he cried suddenly, again blushing. Quickly though he added, "I just don't want to drown if you blow a lot!" I laughed then and told him that he wouldn't drown if I came in his mouth, that most guys don't put out more than a tablespoon or two of jizz. But I added that I'd warn him, so he could pull off if he wanted to. Eric looked relieved and happier as he smiled at me. "So, you ready for me to start?" he asked then. Grinning, I said, "anytime you're ready." Smiling, he crawled into position between my legs, making sure to move the tube of lubricant to a spot easily within his reach. I grinned when I noticed that, as it indicated to me that he was going to finger my ass too! I was surprised when Eric suddenly stretched up in order to get his face up in front of mine. He was so short in comparison to me, he ended up lying right down on top of me. My penis flexed, as his soft thigh rubbed over it, causing him to grin. Seriously then, Eric lowered his mouth toward mine and gently kissed me on the lips. I responded right away, and Eric's eyes closed. In a moment, we were sharing a deep, passionate, French kiss. As we kissed, I felt his penis expanding in size. After a moment, he raised his left hip up a little, to allow it to spring out to his side, then he lowered his pelvis back down and sandwiched his hot, throbbing member between his hip and my lower abdomen, as he expertly, and for long than I'd expected, continued kissing me. By the time Eric broke our kiss, we were both very much in heat, and both panting wildly. "Fuck man!" I gasped. "Whoever you end up with is gonna love making out with you! You're a great kisser man!" Eric couldn't help grinning and blushing a little then. Quickly though, he moved reached for my left ear with his mouth, and began gently nibbling at my earlobe. I'm not sure why, since I'd mimicked Ric as much as possible myself, that I was surprised when Eric tried too to mimick exactly what I'd done to him. I was also surprised by the relish with which he was enjoying making love to me too! Eric moved to my nipples then. He spent longer working on them than I'd expected. I expected maybe he was interested in my nipples because they were similar to the tip of a woman's tits. That's why I liked guy's nips after all! Moving lower, Eric didn't spend long at all on my navel. I expect by then he was too hot and bothered, and just wanted to get to the real thing. When Eric finally moved down to my crotch, and knelt looking down a little dubiously at my throbbing hardon, I felt a little sorry for him. I remembered then how I'd felt daunted by the implication of what Ric had done to me, that I was supposed to deep throat him as well. "Hey!" I said. Eric looked up at me with mixed emotions clouding his face. "Don't try to suck on the whole thing. It's too big for your mouth!" I said. "Just take as much of it as you can, and wrap your hand around the base below it, and jack me off with your hand, while you suck on the top!" Eric smiled gratefully then, and immediately bent forward, and wrapped his hand around the base of my cock. "Don't pull my pubes though! And be careful not to scrape me with your teeth!" I said. Eric looked a little dubiously at me, as I smiled down at him. Suddenly though, he leaned forward, and tentatively lowered his mouth over the top third of my dick, and started sucking on it. His hand began to pump the base of my cock at the same time. Within seconds, I'd spread my legs apart just a little, leaned my head back, closed my eyes, and reached for my nipples, and begun gently rubbing the tips of them with my fingertips, as I reveled in the wonderful feelings my little nephew was giving me. What he was doing felt so good, I couldn't get over the fact it was his first time doing it! After he'd sucked on me for a minute or so, he stopped, and I looked down to see him opening the tube of lube. He grinned laciviously at me and waggled his eyebrows up and down. "Oh yeah!" I said, grinning, and his grin broadened, as he squirted a large glob of lube onto his middle finger. After Eric had closed the tube of lubricant, his hand moved immediately toward my ass. Quickly I pulled my legs apart, and drew my knees upward, to afford the boy space to work in. Smiling, he leaned down, and being his first time getting such a close look at someone's ass, he looked me over carefully between my buttocks. A moment later though, as his head came up, moving in the direction of my cock again, I felt a wet coldness hit my sphincter, as Eric's lubed finger touched my anus. As he lowered his mouth over the head of my cock, and wrapped his other hand back around the base of it, and I felt his fingertip begin rubbing my hole. A moment later, his mouth and hand were moving lovingly up and down my shaft, and his fingertip was rubbing against my pucker. I again laid back and began brushing the tips of my fingers gently over my nipples. Eric sped up a little and settled into a rhythym then, sucking and jacking me at a steady pace, as his finger slid through my anus, and began to explore my rectum. Finally, he located my prostate, and must've recognized it as the spot I'd rubbed him in, and he began massaging it the same way I'd done for him. I'd never felt somebody work on me in such a caring way as Eric did. I was shocked at just how lovingly he was pleasuring me. I didn't get to reflect on my nephew's style for long at all, because, he was doing so well that all too soon, I felt my orgasm starting to form. Eric apparently sensed that I was getting more excited, as he began moving his mouth and hands a bit faster, and a bit more firmly. This of course only sped up the approach of my climax! As I got more and more excited, I suddenly felt some pre-cum start leaking from my dick, and I felt bad that I hadn't warned Eric to back off in time. He didn't seem to notice though, or if he did, he must've enjoyed it, as he began sucking on me with even greater alacrity than before. Suddenly I knew I was going to blow my load! "Eric! Get off now!" I cried. Eric ignored me though, and continued sucking and jacking me off. His finger that was probing my insides began flicking back and forth over my prostate a bit faster, and I felt my cum moving through my tubes. "ERIC!" I cried. "I'm gonna shoot!" Still Eric continued sucking on me, and using his hands expertly as well. My body tensed then, as I fought to hold off, just in case he was waiting til the last minute to back off. "I'm gonna shoot!" I hissed one last time. Looking down, I swore I saw Eric's cheeks puff out as if he was smiling, as he started pumping me even harder. And then, I was at my peak. I went rigid for a second, and felt my sphincter gripping Eric's thin finger tightly. Then with a cry, a huge load of semen rocketed through my cock, and blasted into Eric's mouth. I heard him gag, and prayed he was OK. His sucking stopped for just a second, as I felt the back of his throat convulse, as if he was swallowing. At the same time, I felt some of my semen running back down my shaft, toward its base. Apparently Eric had allowed some to leak out, so as not to drown on it all. I couldn't think anymore than that one split second, as suddenly, I spasmed again, and gasping, I blew more cum into Eric's mouth, just as he'd started sucking on me again. Again, he gagged slightly, but swallowed, and a bit more leaked from the corners of his mouth, down my cock, and dribbled over his hand, before it pooled in my pubic hair. I stopped worrying about Eric then, as he started sucking some more, just in time for my third blast. This one he managed to swallow intact. I couldn't believe how professionally my nephew was continuing to work on me, even though I'd nearly choked him with all my cum! He kept on sucking, and jacking me off, and fingering my prostate, as I continued tensing up then releasing, with spasms of joy wracking my body. Eventually, my orgasm ended. As I laid there, panting Eric kept on sucking on my softening tool. He continued just like I had for him, until I gave a final shudder of joy and oozed a bit more semen, which he allowed to permeate his mouth, before finally swallowing, then licking me clean and dry, as he withdrew his finger from my hole as well. "So, how was that?" he asked, sitting up and grinning at me with a wet mouth. "Holy shit!" I gasped. "Are you OK?" "Sure!" he chirped, grinning. Then he looked concerned and added, "Are you?" I smiled and nodded, and his grin returned. "You were awesome man!" I said, smiling at him. His grin broadened. "Sorry I made such a mess of you though," he said a moment later, as he looked abashedly at my cum that had leaked out of the corners of his mouth and puddled in my pubic hair at the base of my cock. I chuckled and said, "No problem man! Christ! I didn't expect you to take any of it!" Eric grinned again and said, "I'm glad I did. It tasted pretty funky!" "Funky?" I asked, looking at him. "Yeah!" he said. "Kinda salty, but a little sweet, and tingly too! You got good tasting jizz Uncle Jack!" I couldn't help chuckling again, as he grinned at me some more. Finally, I said, "Guess we better go get cleaned up huh?" "Does that mean we get to shower together?" Eric asked. "Like when I was a little boy and we did?" "I guess that'd work," I said, smiling. "Yes!" he gasped, happily, at the prospect. We got up then and headed into the bathroom. * * * In the shower, I told Eric to stand still, then I rinsed him off, and lathered him up and washed him. Before I even reached his crotch, we both were hard again! Eric thoroughly enjoyed how I washed him all over - to the point I thought I was going to bring him off at one point, and abruptly stopped. "Why'd you stop?" he asked, disappointed. "Because I want you to save yourself for what I still need to teach you," I said. "There's more?" he cried, his voice filled with delight. "Only if you're interested," I said. "OH! I AM!" he cried, grinning ecstatically. "What're we gonna do next?" "Wait and see," I said, grinning. I rinsed Eric off then. Afterward, he insisted on washing me in the same way I'd washed him. I too thought I was going to get off, what with his hand technique! Luckily, he stopped, before I had to stop him! Eventually we were both clean, and dry, so, we headed back to the bed. * * * "So what's next?" he cried, as his boner stuck straight out from his body, twitching slightly, but rapidly, in time with his heartbeat. I smiled at Eric's enthusiasm. "Well," I said. "There's another way a man can make love to another person. And again, it works on girls as well as guys, although you might be dealing with a different hole on a girl." "OK," he said, looking curious, but also a little nervous. I figured he'd guessed that I was talking about his asshole. "Understand Eric. I promise I won't hurt you. But if I do something that does start to hurt, you need to let me know. And if you don't want me to do what I'm doing, just ask, and I'll stop. OK?" I said. "OK," he said again. He looked a little more nervous though. "I promise, if you relax, and we take our time, you'll really enjoy it though!" I said. The nervousness seemed to fade from Eric's face then, and he again looked happy, and aroused. "So what do we do?" he asked. "Well," I said, thinking - uncertain about what position I wanted to approach it from. "How 'bout we have you lay down on your belly on the bed, but put a pillow under your hips, so your butt's raised up a little," I said. A hint of nervousness seemed to reappear on Eric's face. Then, again, his cock had flexed, and he'd begun breathing more deeply, as if his level of arousal had suddenly increased, so maybe I was wrong about that. Smiling yet, he laid down on the bed, and allowed me to help him position himself, so that his pelvis was resting comfortably on a pillow, with his penis laying pointing to his left, resting in the groove between his hip and thigh, as his body pressed it down into the pillow. His ass was of course pushing up into the air. "Spread your legs apart, and pull your knees up a little," I said. Eric dutifully followed my instructions, and his buttocks parted, giving me a perfect view of the inside of his hairless ass cheeks, in the center of which was the object of my desire - his tightly puckered, pink, rosebud. As I looked down at it, Eric must've flexed his pelvic muscles again, as his pucker contracted even more tightly, then relaxed a little again. Of course my cock throbbed even more then. Taking the tube of lubricant, and the box of tissues with me, I climbed onto the bed and got into postion between Eric's feet. Then, I bent over, and lowered my face toward his ass. Leaning in, I gently kissed Eric right on his asshole, causing him to giggle for a moment. "Did you just kiss my ass?" he asked, incredulously, looking back at me. Grinning, I nodded, and said, "but I'm not the first guy to do that to you!" "WHAT?" Eric cried. "Nobody's ever done that to me before!" "Oh yes they did!" I said. "I saw your dad do it once after he gave you a bath. You were lying on your back, and he'd just dried you off. Suddenly he started to kiss you all over your body, and as I watched, he grinned and even pushed your legs up, so your butt hole showed, and he leaned down and kissed your hole! When he saw me staring in surprise, he grinned and told me that he'd heard that was something every father did to his son at some time or another, cause they love you so much!" "My dad kissed my asshole?" Eric asked, incredulously. "And your penis too!" I said, chuckling. "Holy shit!" Eric said. "It wasn't sexual," I said. "He truly was just 'loving' you!" "That's weird!" Eric said. As he looked at me for a moment, he quickly added, "But it felt real nice when you just did it!" "Cool!" I said. Then I leaned down and kissed Eric's hole again. Looking up, I saw him grinning back at me. "OK you - just lay your head down and relax and enjoy what I'm gonna do now!" I said. "This is something you can do to someone you really like - girl or guy - and they'll love it, and hopefully do it back. It's also kinda close to what you can do to a girl's cunt too!" Still smiling, Eric straightened his head, and turned it to face left, letting the right side of his face rest on the mattress. Smiling myself, I lowered my face toward Eric's ass again. Only this time I didn't kiss his pucker. This time, I began to gently flick my tongue back and forth over it, causing a surprised, but passionate gasp from Eric, whose head shot up, so he could stare back at me in disbelief over the fact I was licking his hole! "Oh God!" he cried softly, as I began licking back and forth across his anus. "That feels so fucking good!" Smiling, I began working earnestly on re-washing every crease in Eric's tight, little, puckered, sphincter, as he laid his head back down, and began steadily groaning with pleasure. Occasionally as I rimmed Eric, I felt his muscle tighten, and relax, as his pelvic muscles spasmed joyously. After a few minutes of working on the outside of Eric's hole, and occasionally licking up and down the entire length of the center of his anal valley, I began to form my tongue into a spear, and poke gently at his pucker. When I did, I heard Eric's breath catch, as if he realized something different was about to happen, and he was waiting to see just what I was going to do. As I pressed a little harder, I felt his sphincter automatically trying to resist the invasion, but then, suddenly, as I pushed still a little harder, I felt the boy's resistance give way, and suddenly my tongue was sliding through his ring muscle, and pushing upward, into his anal cavity. "Oh Fuck!" Eric cried, in a high-pitched tone, as my tongue moved into him. I felt his sphincter still trying to resist for a moment. Then suddenly, as if Eric realized it felt good, I felt him consciously relax, and push back, which opened his hole a little more, and allowed me to push my tongue as far up into him as I could, while he moaned with pleasure. Out of the upper edge of my eye, I could see Eric looking back at me incredulously. I smiled slightly for a moment, as I pulled my tongue back out of him. "OH JESUS!" Eric cried, when a moment later, I pushed my tongue back up into his rectum. At the same time, I began to gently rub my thumb up and down the slight ridge in the skin over the middle of his tubular bulge that ran from his from his ass to his scrotum. Slowly, as I rubbed his perineum, I began to slide my tongue in and out of his asshole, starting a new series of pleasureful moans coming from deep in his throat. As I tongue fucked him, Eric's breath caught in his mouth and nose a few times as he breathed inward, and his hands grabbed at and gripped the lower bed sheet. Then he gasped passionately. I also noticed that he was pushing his ass up off the pillow, and pulling his legs up a little more, as if to open himself even more, in hopes that I'd be able to snake a little bit more of my tongue up inside him! I worked as hard as I could to accommodate his unspoken invitation, and I must've actually gotten a bit more of my tongue inside him, as he groaned orgasmically. I worked my tongue around and around a little, licking as much of the inside of Eric's rectum as I could, as he sighed in disbelief over the pleasureful feelings he'd never known he could experience through his asshole. Then, slowly at first, but with steadily increasing speed, I began to fuck my tongue in and out of Eric's rectum. As I did, he began steadily intermitently gasping, and moaning with pleasure. As the speed of my pistoning tongue increased though, his cries of joy became higher pitched until they were steady whimpers, and he was gasping for breath, as he tightly clutched handfuls of the bed sheet. Finally, when it seemed I would send him over the edge, I stopped, and gently pulled myself from him. "Why'd you stop?" he cried, his head spinning around, and a disappointed look clouding his face. Smiling, as I watched his asshole, which was stretched enough so that it remained open a little, spastically spasming, I said, "Because it gets better!" Eric's disappointed look melted into a smile, and his eyes were glistening as he laid his head back down. I reached for the lube then, and squeezed a good amount into my hand, then slathered it on my stiff cock, as Eric watched. Again, I could see concern etched on his face. "If you do what I say, it shouldn't hurt," I said. "It might be slightly uncomfortable at first, but that's OK, it'll stop, and feel good! But - if it hurts too much, tell me and I'll stop! OK?" "OK," he said, still looking a little dubious. "Now when I try to push my cock into you, you need to press back with your ass muscles. Do it just like you do when you're sitting on the toilet trying to push some crap out - only just push gently - not hard! OK?" I said. "OK," Eric replied again, looking a little surprised, I assumed over my last instruction. Not wanting to spend too long talking, and have Eric's hole close up again, I moved into postion then behind him, and lowered my pelvis toward his ass. Gently I pushed the tip of my well-lubed cock against Eric's still somewhat stretched-open asshole. At first I felt automatic resistance, but then, I felt him noticably relax. Gently I pushed forward a little, and felt the glans of my penis fully engage in his hole, as his sphincter gripped it. Eric's breath caught and held at the same time. I held still for a moment. "YOu OK so far?" I asked. "Uh huh," Eric replied in a partial gasp, as he began breathing again. "You can push some more." "OK," I said. "You push now too." "OK," he said. Immediately I felt Eric's sphincter relax again, as he pushed. Quickly, but slowly, I began to push as well, and instantly I felt the head of my cock pop the rest of the way through Eric's muscle. He let out a tiny gasp of relief. As we both continued pushing I felt my shaft sliding through Eric's tight, but greasy anus, into his inner warmth. After a moment, I could see Eric's face cringing a little with discomfort, so I stopped and held my position. I was about half way into him. Sensing that I'd stopped, he relaxed, and began breathing again. "How you doing?" I asked. "I'm OK," he said. A moment later he added, "it's not that bad really. You feel awful big though!" I chuckled and said, "Well, my dick's really no bigger than one of your shits!" Eric thought a minute, then in a surprised tone said, "You're right. I never thought about it that way. Anyway, c'mon, let's get the rest of it inside my ass!" As I chuckled, I felt him pushing again, so I too began sliding the rest of my cock into him. A moment later I was completely buried in Eric's ass, which was a good thing, as I just started to feel the head of my cock hitting some resistance deep inside Eric. "Mmmmm..." he moaned, closing his eyes and relaxing, as I stopped to let him get used to having my entire penis shoved up inside him. "You OK?" I asked, as I bent and lowered myself over his back, resting my forearms on either side of him. "Uh huh," he said, smiling slightly, as my chest and belly touched his back. "Good," I said, leaning forward and kissing the side of his neck. He smiled some more. "I can't believe you got your whole dick in me!" he murmured. "Like I said," I said. "It's no bigger than a shit!" "Yeah, I guess," he said. "Now what?" "Well, in a minute, once you're more used to me being inside you like this, I'll start to fuck you!" I said. Eric's smile broadened some more. We rested silently then for a minute or two. Finally, Eric said, "Why don't you start now Uncle Jack?" "OK," I said, smiling. I straightened up again and putting a hand on each of Eric's hips, I began to slide back out of him, bringing a soft moan of pleasure from his throat. The movement of my cock sliding through Eric's tight hole felt great to me as well. When I reached the point where I'd almost pulled fully back out of him, leaving only the head of my cock inside, I started to push slowly back into him again. His moans increased in volume and intensity, as I slid my shaft back into his bowels, and a thrill spread through my loins as well, as his muscle gripped me firmly, as my rod passed through it. A moment later, I was again buried deep inside my nephew, whose eyes remained closed, and a slight smile pushed the corners of his mouth upward. "That felt sooo good!" he murmured, bringing a smile to my lips. "I'm glad," I said softly, as I began pulling back out of him again. Both of us moaned happily, as I slid back into Eric again. After sliding slowly out and back into him one more time, I began to move a little bit faster. Eric's breathing and groams became more passionate, and it felt to me as if his love tunnel had heated up just a little. Steadily I increased my speed, until shortly, I was fucking Eric at a moderate pace, and his face was twitching passionately as he moaned steadily with pleasure. Although I'd been with various women, and thoroughly enjoyed the sex - even anal sex, and I'd been with Ric 13 years earlier and enjoyed that as well, I'd never felt so passionate about a sexual encounter! I couldn't believe how hot and aroused I felt as my penis slid in and out of my nephew's tight love tunnel. Maybe it was because he was so much smaller than me, that his hole was tighter than I'd ever fucked before. Or maybe it was his response to what he was experiencing, because he was certainly enjoying what I was doing to him, but something was making this one of the best - if not THE best fuck of my life! It wasn't long until I felt my orgasm beginning to form. I prayed it would hold off. I wanted to keep fucking Eric like this forever! I also wanted to make sure that he got off as well! I didn't have to worry about Eric not getting off though. As I felt my own climax building, Eric began groaning more passionately, and I felt his hips beginning to move, as he started to fuck the pillow under him. Clearly his orgasm was building as well. Of course, the knowledge of this merely intensified my own arousal, and my orgasm began to approach even more swiftly. I sped up just a little and Eric's face began to contort, as I felt his body tensing up a little, and his breathing started coming in raspy snorts, mixed with still louder, longer groans of pleasure. As I fought to hold off my own climax as long as possible, Eric's groans became whimpers, and his face scrunched up. His body felt hard under me, as I leaned over him, laying over his back again, and began fucking him as fast as possible. "AAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!" Eric cried out suddenly, and his asshole squeezed my dick. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a huge gush of semen shoot out to the left of Eric's hip. As Eric's sphincter relaxed, my own climax hit, and groaning, I too tensed up, and blew a river of cum deep inside Eric's intestines. "Oooohhmmmmmmnnnn!!!" Eric groaned, and his muscle clamped my dick again, and again cum burst out from under his hip, as he came again. "FFFuuccckk!!" I gasped, as I blasted Eric's rectum full of jism again. Suddenly, since I'd been on a backward pull as I came, his anal canal felt sliprier, as I slid back into him, sliding directly through my cum deposit, which acted as additional lubricant. "MMmmmmmmmm..." Eric moaned, his sphincter gripping me a little less violently, as a glob of semen oozed from the tip of his penis, onto the pillow next to him. Moaning, I too came again, filling Eric's insides yet again. As I continued fucking him, I slowed my pace slightly, as both our orgasms began to fade. Finally, when my spasms ended, and Eric's had too, I slid my dick deep into him, and relaxed, pressing down onto his back, hugging him with my forearms, as we both panted heavily. A moment later, I felt Eric's body tremble for a moment, and he let out a tiny gasp, as a final orgasmic spasm swept over him. A second later, I took shuddered, and felt a bit more jism seeping from my dick. We laid together like that for a few minutes, neither of us speaking, just trying to catch our breath, and enjoying the post orgasmic warmth and pleasure we were feeling. Finally, once my dick had shrank to its normal size, I pushed up off Eric and pulled out of him. "So? What'd you think?" I asked. Eric looked up at me and smiled, and said "Holy shit!" Chuckling, I said, "I think we need to shower again. Smiling, Eric got up and followed me into the bathroom. I told him he'd better sit on the toilet a while, in case my cum leaked out of him. He was happy he did, because that's exactly what happened. He was disappointed though when I was going to shower without him, so I sat on the edge of the tub and waited, until he thought all that was going to dribble out of him, had. Then he wiped and flushed, and we got in the shower, and again washed each other. I was careful to be gentle as I washed his ass, for which I could tell he was grateful. After we'd dried ourselves off, we went back to the bedroom, and straightened up the bed, and changed the pillow case of the pillow Eric had cum all over, then crawled into bed together. "That was awesome," Eric said, as he snuggled up to me. "Glad you liked it," I said. "So... was it good for you too?" he asked. "Oh yeah!" I said, smiling. "What I don't understand is - if we're straight - how come we liked doing that?" he asked, looking up at me with a confused expression on his face. "Well, you liked it because, regardless of what anyone says, all guys like to have things shoved in and out of their assholes - because it rubs their prostate, which is pretty much the same as if you're jacking off - only from the inside - so that's why it felt good to you!" I said. "OH!" Eric said. A smile crept over his face then. A moment later it disappeared though, and he asked, "So how come you liked it then?" Grinning, I said, "Because a guy's asshole is no different from a girl's, and all guys love to fuck girls assholes, because they're tighter than their cunts. Only thing is you have to lube up, while cunts are self-lubricating!" "Oh!" Eric said, again. "So... how come more guys don't fuck each other then?" Chuckling I said, "Maybe they do, but they just don't talk about it! But... I expect it's just because of the way society treats people who are gay. Regardless of how good it might feel, two guys fucking are considered gay, and most all straight guys won't consider doing anything gay, even if it does feel good to them." Eric thought about that a moment, then said, "That's too bad!" I just smiled. After a minute, I noticed Eric was looking at me, as if he wanted to ask me something. "What?" I asked. "Well," he said. "Was that it, or is there more you're going to teach me?" I laughed and said, "Are you ready to go again already?" Eric blushed, but smiled and said a little shyly, "Well, not just yet, but..." Chuckling, I said, "Well, why don't we rest a bit yet, then maybe you should try out what I just taught you - but only if you want to!" Eric's face lit up in a grin, and I suddenly felt his penis beginning to swell, as it laid against my thigh. I just smiled. * * * About 20 minutes later, both of us were hard again. "So, you wanta try fucking me now?" I asked, looking down at Eric, smiling. "Oh yeah!" he replied, grinning. "OK then," I said, and I tossed the blankets off us. "If this is half as good as being fucked, I'm gonna love it!" Eric said, his nostrils flaring with desire. I noticed his cock was rigid, and the tip of it looked damp as well. Even though we'd just copulated three quarters of an hour earlier, he looked so horny, that sadly, I figured it wouldn't be a very long encounter. Never-the-less, he was apparently very interested in trying it! "How about we try a different position than when I fucked you," I suggested. Eric raised one eyebrow and looked questioningly at me. I smiled and said, "I'll stay on my back, and pull my legs up and spread 'em, then you climb on. It's the 'Missionary position'." "Oh, OK," Eric said, and he reached for the tube of lube, which I'd left out, and the box of tissues. Smiling, I pulled my knees up and spread them apart and held onto them, as Eric crawled into place. A grin spread across his face as he bent and peered closely at my ass. "You're pretty hairy Uncle Jack! Think I will be when I'm as old as you?" he asked. "Probably," I said. "Your dad is too." "You've check out his ass?" Eric asked, looking up at me, surprised. I'm sure I blushed a little, but quickly I said, "Well, we are brothers - of course we'd see each other naked from time to time, and it isn't hard to notice really." "Oh!" Eric said, returning his gaze to my ass. "Mmmm..." I murmured, as he reached out and tentatively rubbed my hole with his finger. Eric smiled. "Um... listen," I said. "I expect you're not into using your mouth on my ass, like I did to you. "That's OK. I only did it to show you how you can give someone pleasure. So dont feel you have to too." "But I wanta try it," Eric said, looking surprised. I expect I looked surprised as well. "Well, I sure won't stop you," I said, smiling. "I love a good ass-licking just like the next guy. I just meant you don't have to if you don't want to, OK?" "Fine, but I'm gonna do it!" Eric said, smiling a little lewdly. Then suddenly he bent forward, and I felt him kissing my asshole, just like I'd done to him. As I looked down grinning at the top of his head, he looked up and grinned back at me. "Now, if you ever tell me to kiss your ass, I can say, 'been there - done that'!" he chortled. I laughed then too. A moment later, his laughter stopped, and his face took on an aroused expression again. Smiling slightly, he bent back down, and I felt his tongue wash over my anus. "Ohhhh..." I moaned softly, and laid my head back down, as he began licking up and down, and over and over, and around and around my hole. I couldn't believe he was willing to do such a thing! But, on top of it, he was good at it, and seemed to really be getting into it. "OOOOHHH!!!" I gasped a moment later, as he suddenly pushed the tip of his tongue through my muscle, into my opening. Immediately, I felt Eric's tongue start sliding in and out of my anus. It felt SOOoooo good! And again, Eric was really good at tongue-fucking, and really seemed to want to do a good job! Eric worked my hole with his tongue for a couple minutes then, as I twitched and moaned with pleasure. Finally he stopped, and sat back panting. "Sowwy," he said, in a funny way. He worked his jaws for a second, then added, "My jaws are spasming. Just give me a minute, and I'll do more!" Smiling, I chuckled and said, "You've done enough. You're very good at it. No need to hurt yourself over it! Besides, I don't want to get off before you get a chance to fuck me!" Smiling, despite his achy jaw, he immediately reached for the lube. "You can slow down, and rest a minute," I said, laughing. "I'm fine!" he said, squirting some lube into his hand and applying it to his stiff cock. Then he looked up and said soberly, "Unless you don't want me to?" I grinned and said, "Whenever you're ready!" He grinned again, then looked at me as if contemplating how to approach me. I was about to tell him to just climb on, but he seemed to figure it out himself, and moved in my direction. Looking down, Eric held his penis, so it was directed at my hole. Then he pushed his hips forward a little, and I felt the tip of his cock nestle up against my hole. He pulled his hand from his penis, and looked up at me. I smiled at him and nodded. He smiled slightly, then, began gently pushing his hips forward. I push back, as if I was going to take a crap, and instantly I felt Eric's stiff rod push through my sphincter. As Eric pushed further into me, his eyes grew slightly larger, and his nostrils flared slightly. A moment later, I felt his pelvis press up against my body, and the head of his cock nestle up against my prostate, as he came to rest, with his entire penis shoved into my rectum. "Damn that felt nice!" he said softly, smiling at me in a conspiratorial way. "Felt good to me too!" I said. "You don't have to wait on my account. You can start whenever you feel like it." Eric smiled, and I felt him start to withdraw from me. Slowly Eric pulled his greasy dick out of me, until only the head of it remained inside me. Then smiling yet, he slowly pushed himself back into me. As the glans of his penis rubbed my prostate again, I gave a shudder of pleasure. Slowly at first, Eric continued pumping his hips back and forth. From the look on his face, he was clearly enjoying the feeling my ass was giving his cock! "You can speed up a little whenever you're ready," I said. Immediately, I began to feel Eric's hips start to move a little faster. Steadily then, for a few strokes, he increased the speed he was fucking me at, until finally, he was pumping himself in and out of me at the rate of speed he'd normally have been jerking off at. Eric's breathing became heavier, and a slight sheen of sweat appeared on his forehead, as he pistoned his hips up and down, shoving his penis in and out of my ass. At the same time, his face began to look serious. I tried to squeeze my sphincter a little, to try and give Eric a little more thrill as he fucked me. I expect it worked, as his eyes half closed, and his nostrils opened a little, indicating he was feeling more pleasure! As Eric's dick head massaged my prostate, I too began to feel a heightened sense of arousal. From half-closed, aroused eyes, Eric looked down into my eyes. His nostrils flared and his mouth opened slightly, and I knew his level of pleasure was increasing. As I began to feel my orgasm forming, I felt Eric's hips almost inperceptibly beginning to move even faster. A few seconds later, it was obvious that while my own orgasm was approaching, so was Eric's. I could see it clearly in his face, and his breathing and hip action had both continued to increase in intensity. I had the urge to hump back and did a little, to the extent I was able to as I laid on my back under him. As Eric looked passionately into my eyes, I pulled him down, so that our lips met, and so he was laying on top of me. Immediately he began kissing me in an urgent way. His hips began flying up and down even faster, so that his cock was slamming in and out of me, jabbing repeatedly at my gland. As we kissed, and Eric rutted away on top of me, he began to moan softly. I moaned in return, to let him know I was thoroughly enjoying what he was doing. Within seconds, Eric's breath was coming through his nostrils, in gasps, and his moans had turned into urgent groans. His hips suddenly began moving faster than ever. I knew he was about to cum! Eric's imminent climax, caused my own arousal level to shoot upward, and within seconds, as his movements and moaning became even more urgent, I felt my own climax about to begin. Together the two of us thrashed about frantically on the bed, coupled at my ass, and our mouths. Suddenly, Eric's kissing became more ardent, then he let out a high-pitched mew, that morphed into a deep growl, as his body tensed, and his hips stopped moving for a split second, while he was buried fully in my ass. As he started moving them again, his body relaxed slightly, and it felt as if his cock was moving in and out of me more easily, probably due to his semen deposit acting as additional lubricant. Feeling Eric's entire body wrapped in my arms, as he began to orgasm, rocketed me over the edge, and I too tensed up, then gasped into his mouth as my sphincter clamped his cock tightly, and my body tensed up, while a streak of semen shot from my dick, hitting Eric in the chin. "MMMMmmmmmmmnnnn!!!" he groaned, as another joyful spasm shuddered through his slight frame, and he pumped more love juice into me. "Mmmmmmm!!" I moaned as well, a split second later, clenching his cock, and spraying his chest with more of my seed. Eric continued wildly fucking me, as we kissed passionately, and both our bodies spasmed several more times. Eric filled my hole with squirt after squirt of semen, and I painted his body, with my cum. After a few seconds, Eric's orgasm ended, and he relaxed. His kissing became gentler, and his hip action slowed down. He continued fucking and kissing me though, until my spasms ended as well. Finally, Eric pulled his lips from mine, and breathing heavily, smiled down at me. "Was it good for you?" he asked, grinning. "Oh yeah!" I said, grinning back at him, breathing equally as heavily. "I love you Uncle Jack!" he said, suddenly blushing slightly, as a serious expression crossed his face. "I love you too Eric!" I said, smiling. I pulled the boy down on top of me in a hug then. As I did, all my cum that was coating his chest and belly squished against m torso and gut as well. "Ewww!!!" Eric said, crinkling his nose, but smiling, as his body slid slightly on top of mine. I chuckled and said, "Guess we need another shower!" Eric shook his head suddenly, and his nostrils flared. I felt his still semi-erect cock surge a little inside me, and guessed that he had just had one last spasm of pleasure. Grinning, I squeezed my pelvic muscles, in return, and a bit more cum oozed from my dick. At the same time, Eric's penis, which was rapidly going soft, popped out of my hole. We laid together for a few more minutes, cemented together by my cum, and with Eric's wet cock dangling in my crevice. Finally, I suggested we hit the shower, and Eric climbed off me. The two of us went to the bathroom then, and spent the next few minutes sensually washing each other's bodies. After we'd dried off, we went back to the bedroom, and climbed into bed together. Immediately, as soon as I was settled, Eric scootched over, and snuggled up to me. As we settled, he yawned. This of course caused me to yawn as well. Within a minute, the boy was asleep, wrapped protectively in my arm. Tired as well, I too drifted quickly off to sleep. * * * When I woke up the next morning, I felt a hand gripping my penis, and moving slowly up and down. My eyes flew open wide, to see my nephew staring at me, smiling. It was his hand that was masturbating me. As I looked at Eric, I felt a profound sadness. I recalled how after my brother had finished teaching me about sex, I too had wanted to continue being with him. He hadn't allowed it though. Obviously Eric was feeling the same way I'd felt as well. I knew I needed to stop him, and tell him that the previous night had been a onetime deal. Not only did our 'Family Tradition' demand that, in my heart, I knew it would be wrong for me to continue having sex with him. God damn his hand felt nice though! After a moment, when I didn't return Eric's smile right away, his hand stopped moving, and he looked seriously at me. "I know before you said we wouldn't do anything anymore after last night, but... after how great it was, I didn't think you'd want to stop afterall!" he said, a look of sadness filling his eyes. I smiled slightly then, and reached for his wrist and pulled his hand from my penis. The sadness in Eric's eyes grew stronger. "I'm sorry Eric," I said. "As great as last night was for us, and as much as I know you want to do it again, and hell, even I do too... it was a lot of fun! We can't! It wouldn't be right. And besides that, it goes against the 'Family Tradition'!" "Oh screw traditions!" Eric said, smiling a little, but looking at me with uncertainty. "And if we both want it, why would it be wrong?" His hand moved back to my penis. Again, I gently removed it. The sadness filled Eric's eyes again, more so this time though. "Eric," I said, reaching over and pulling him over to me. "I love you very much. So much, that even though last night was wonderful, and you learned a lot, I know we can't do it again, because, if we did, it wouldn't be a learning experience for you anymore, and that would make it wrong! Especially considering your age! That doesn't mean though that we can't be just as close as we always were before - hell - we're probably going to be closer now! And it doesn't mean we can't talk about sex, if you have questions or problems. But... doing things - we can't do that anymore. I'm sorry Eric. When you're older, you'll understand that though. I saw then an expression on Eric's face that reflected exactly how I'd felt when Ric wouldn't be with me again, after he'd taught me everything. At the time, I didn't understand, and felt hurt. To make matters worse, Ric didn't seem to act as if we were any closer after that. That was the one difference I saw between my experience with my brother 13 years earlier, when compared with my experience the previous night with his son. Ric hadn't seemed to be anymore caring afterward. I on the other hand felt so much closer to, and so much more love for my nephew, than I had earlier. Eric didn't speak, he just looked up at me with watery eyes, and a miserable expression on his face. Smiling sadly, I snuggled around his body, and leaned over and kissed him tenderly on the cheek. "I promise Eric - it's not that I don't love you anymore. On the contrary - I love you more today than I ever have! And I promise, I'll always be here for you, no matter what! But it's time for us to go back to being uncle and nephew now - not lovers anymore! I'm sorry if that hurts you. I remember feeling the same way when I was in your place. But after a while, I realized that it was the right way to handle it, and everything worked out great. It will for us too! You'll see!" I said. Eric turned into me then and snuggled tightly into my embrace, burying his face against my breast. For a moment, I thought I felt his body trembling, or shaking a little. I wasn't sure, but expected he might be crying softly. He got over it quickly though, and gave a snuffle, then a sad sigh. Smiling, I hugged him a bit tighter, and kissed him on the forehead. "Well," he said a minute later, in a resigned tone. "If we're not gonna do it again, what's for breakfast? I'm starved! But - I think I'll go shower first. You mind if I take the lube in with me?" Chuckling, I grinned and squeezed him tightly for a moment. When I let up on him he looked up and was smiling weakly at me. "You can have anything you'd like for breakfast," I said. "We have everything to choose from! And - there's a tube of lube in the top drawer of the vanity in the bathroom - use that one instead. This one's for the bedroom!" Smiling, a little more, Eric pushed the covers off, exposing his 5-1/2" of stiffness. As he looked at me, while I looked at it, he flexed it a few times. "See what you're missing?" he asked. Smiling, I said, "Yeah - something that'd be lots of fun to do things with... but trust me, this is how it has to be, and someday, you'll understand, and be glad I stopped us from going any further!" "Doubt that," he said, turning and heading for the door. As he moved away from the bed, and walked into the hallway, my own dick lurched over the sight of his firm, bubble-shaped buttocks. "God Damn!" I muttered, and I reached for the tube of lube Eric had left lying on the bed. While Eric spent a good long time showering, and most likely jacking off as well, I lubed up and whacked off myself. Daydreaming of the previous night's activities, it wasn't long at all til I blasted a load of cum from my cock, shooting it so far, that some of it landed almost in my left eye! By the time Eric emerged from the bathroom, he was flacid again, and so was I. Both of us were smiling a little more. While he dressed, I quickly showered, then together we cooked up a huge pancake and sausage breakfast. * * * In the months that followed, although I could tell the Eric was disappointed that I didn't want us to be together sexually anymore, and I too wished I could be with him, but knew I couldn't and controlled my desires, to my delight - as I'd suspected, our relationship seemed to be stronger than before, and in fact, Eric was so comfortable talking to me about everything, that I think we became even closer! I'm not sure we'd have been any closer even if we had continued having sex, but I knew we wouldn't have gotten as close, if we never had! Happily, our weekends together continued as well, albeit, platonically as previously! About six months later, we found out that Ric was supposed to come home from the war. When Eric told me, I was surprised that he wasn't more jubilant over the news. "Um, does this mean I can't spend weekends with you anymore?" he asked finally, looking distraught. "I don't think your father coming home should interfere with our relationship," I said. "Besides, he and your mom will probably want some time alone together, so your overnights with me will give them the perfect opportunity!" Eric beamed in replay, as he said, "I hadn't thought of it that way!" As I grinned back at him in reply, he suddenly turned serious again. Noticing, I said, "OK, what now?" "Well," he said, looking carefully at me. "Are you sure now that my dad's back, and you don't have to be 'male role model' anymore, that you really want me hanging around yet?" "Of course I do!" I cried in astonishment. "I love having you around Eric! How could you aske me that?" Eric blushed, but through it, he couldn't hide the happy smile on his face. It faded quickly though. "I just thought... well... maybe you'd rather not have me around, so you could date and stuff," he said, looking sideways at me, and still blushing. I smiled a little and said, "Well, thanks Bud. I can fit in dates around our visits if I want to." "Well, that's the thing," he replied quickly. "You never seem to date - ever!" "Well..." I replied, turning a little red-faced myself. "I do. Just not a lot." "How come?" Eric asked. "I don't know," I replied. "I don't have a lot of time, and I haven't met the right girl - that's all." "Oh," Eric, said, still studying me. "What?" I cried. Eric's eyes bulged slightly and he blushed a little more, and quickly said, "Nothing!" "Bull shit!" I replied. "There's something on your mind - out with it!" Eric blushed deeply then, and looked guiltily down at the floor. "C'mon," I said. "You obviously want to ask me something - what is it?" Eric blushed deeper still and looked really guilty, but surprised me when he burst out "Well - are you gay?" "What?" I cried. "Well, you never date, and your only friends you talk about, or I've ever met are guys, and well... you remember that weekend we had together a while back...." his voice trailed off, and he looked guiltily at me. As I contemplated my nephew, surprised by his question, I thought about all his reasons for asking. Finally I said, "Well... I'm not gonna lie to you Eric. Our weekend together, when I taught you about sex, was one of the best times of my life, and one of my favorite sexual experiences. I really enjoyed it. And the time I was taught about sex, I liked that too. Otherwise though, I've only ever been with girls. And I liked that. I don't feel like I want to be with guys, and I'm not attracted to guys, so no, I don't think I'm gay. But... maybe, because I had such a good time with you, and with my own teacher, well... maybe I'm a little 'bi'! I don't know. I don't really know what else to tell you, except that I don't think I'm gay." "Oh," Eric said, simply, still looking curiously at me. "Listen, let me explain something to you," I said. "Freud taught that there's a scale of sexuality, that everyone fits on, at some point along the scale. On one end are people who are completely straight. On the other, there are completely gay people, and of course in the middle are the bisexual people. But Freud said that nobody but a tiny percentage of the population is completely straight, and the same about being completely gay. He felt that people fit somewhere on this scale, and as you moved further from one end, let's say the straight end, toward the middle, you had more and more gay tendencies mixed with your straight ones, until when you reached the middle - you were pretty much completely 'bi' and happy to have sex with either girls or guys. Then as you move past the middle toward the other end - you get gayer and gayer, until you reach the end of the scale, and you're completely gay. Anyway - I believe this theory, and as such, I know I'm not completely straight - I liked what we did, and my teacher and I did too much! So... I must be along the scale heading toward the middle of it, but not that far along, because it's girls who I'm attracted to. See?" Eric thought for a minute, then looking a little confused yet, he nodded, and said "I think so." "How come you look puzzled then?" I asked. "I'm just trying to figure out where I fit on the scale," he said, thoughtfully. I smiled and said, "Well, no matter where you fall on it, I'll always love you and respect you, just as much as I always have. OK?" Eric grinned then, and his eyes sparkling, he said, "Thanks!" in a coy tone. He again became serious and said, "So... where do you think I fit on it?" Smiling, I said, "I have no idea Eric. I don't know enough about your sex life, to be able to judge. Have you had sex with anyone, other than when I taught you how?" Eric snorted and grinned, then said, "Yeah right! Who'd want to have sex with me? I'm so puny!" I chuckled and said, "Well, you're not that 'puny'! And I think a lot of people will want to have sex with you eventually! But to answer your question, until you've had some more sexual experiences, you won't know yourself 'where' on the scale you fall." "So there's no other way to tell?" he asked, a little disappointed. "Not really," I said. "Although... you did learn a bunch of different things with me. Maybe if you think about which things you liked doing most, or having done to you, you might get an idea." "Hmmm..." Eric said, smiling. "Of all the things we did, what did you like best?" I asked. Eric thought a minute, then smiled and said, "When you ate my ass out!" I chuckled and said, "yeah - I can understand that. "Was that your favorite part too?" he asked. "One of them, I guess," I said. I felt my cock starting to stir as I remembered how fantastic Eric's tongue-work had felt on my hole, and I couldn't help wondering if maybe he wasn't gay. I didn't think a guy who wasn't gay would do such a thing to another guy. Of course, I'd done it to both Eric, and Ric, and enjoyed giving them such a good time too! Looking down I could see Eric's crotch was bulging, obviously as a result of our discussion. As I looked at his lump, it swelled slightly, then receded. Smiling I looked up, and saw that Eric was looking right at me. He too was smiling. I also noticed a look of arousal on his face - in particular in his eyes, and in the way he was breathing a little more heavily. "I liked how it felt when you were inside me too!" he said, looking a bit more serious, and his nostrils flaring slightly. My smile returned, as I felt my own breathing deepen. "Yeah," I said. "It felt good being inside you too!" Eric's hand moved to his crotch, and he pulled on his hardon, to release it from being bent double against the front of his pants. As he pulled it free, and moved it so that it laid flat, he rubbed his hand up and down along the underside of it couple times. I felt my own dick suddenly become extremely uncomfortable as it was bent double too. Eric smiled when I reached down and adjusted myself too. He ran his hand up and down his lump again, and his nostrils opened wide with arousal, as he looked seriously at me with smoldering, wanton eyes. I couldn't help myself and rubbed my own rod a couple times as well. Suddenly, Eric said, "You know you weren't a very good teacher! You only taught me two positions to fuck in!" My eyes opened wide with surprise, and I chuckled. "I think you can figure out any other positions on your own!" I said. Still smiling, I added, curiously, "But was there some other position in particular that you wanted to learn about?" Grinning lewdly, he said, "Well, I saw these two boys doing it, where the bigger boy lifted the littler one up and while the littler one wrapped his legs around the bigger one's waist and sat on the bigger one's cock, the bigger one shoved the littler one against the wall, and fucked the hell out of him. And all they time, they were kissing... kinda like we did!" "Where the hell did you see that?" I asked, incredulously. "www.lubeyourtube.com" he said, grinning gleefully, through his intensely aroused expression. "How'd found that site?" I asked, incredulously. It was a gay site I'd stumbled onto recently, thinking it was a straight site for guys to jack off over. "It was in your history on your computer!" he said, grinning. I explained then that I had only found it by accident, but didn't go to it ever. "Uh huh," Eric said in a voice that told me he didn't believe me. As he watched me, he squeezed his dick, and breathed in deeply. "It's OK if you look at it," he said, suddenly moving over closer to me. As I watched him, he suddenly reached out and began rubbing my hardon. "Eric!" I cried. Eric didn't stop. Instead, he looked at me and said, "Oh c'mon Uncle Jacke! I can tell you want to do it as much as I do! And I really do want you to teach me how to do that position! Think how good it'll feel to your greasy cock when I'm sitting on it!" He began rubbing my hardon more rigorously then. I was so surprised, I couldn't stop him immediately. And by the time I was over my surprise, he'd massaged me enough, and I was so horny I didn't want to stop him anymore. "Please Uncle Jack! Just one more lesson!" he begged in a hoarse, aroused whisper. Before I could think about trying to stop him, he was opening my belt buckle. I watched incredulously then as he opened my jeans. All the while he continued gently massaging my genitals. A moment later, I was beyond the point where I could turn back. I was too horny. All I could think about was getting the boy naked, getting naked myself, and greasing my cock up and lifting him onto it, then slamming him up against the wall, and wildly fucking him, til I exploded and flooded his bowels with my jism! Sensing my lack of ability to stop him, Eric began trying to pull my pants off. Finally, I gave in and pulled my hips up, letting him yank my pants off. No sooner was I exposed, than Eric fell onto my cock and began sucking me off. Instantly, I was in heaven! I knew it was wrong to let Eric continue, and that I needed to stop him, but I'd taught him how to suck cock so well apparently, and he was doing just that to me, that I couldn't do it. All I could do was just lay back and let him work on me! Eric sucked my dick for a good minute, minute and a half, bringing me to higher and higher levels of excitement, before he finally sensed that he should stop before I got too aroused, and climaxed, before he got to have any fun himself! "Fuck Eric!" I gasped, as he sat back on his heels, and grinned at me with wet lips. Before I could say anything else, he began quickly ripping his clothes, off, probably realizing if he didn't hurry up, my state of arousal would lessen, and I'd probably stop him. Within just a few seconds, the boys was completely nude. His penis was stiff as a board, and sticking straight out in front of him. The tip of it glistened with a drop of pre-cum that threatened to ooze from his piss slit. I wanted to reach out and pull his cock into my mouth and suck him off, but quickly, he began pulling my sneakers and jeans off. Abandoning all thoughts of trying to stop what Eric was forcing to happen, I quickly pulled my shirt off, bringing a grin to Eric's face. In seconds, I too was nude. As Eric turned and bent over to get the tube of lubricant from my bedside drawer, I couldn't help myself. His ass was right there in front of me, and his cheeks were already spread partially open as he bent forward. I lunged for the boy, and shoved a hand on each of his ass cheeks, pushing them all the way apart. Then I buried my face in his crevice, and began lapping ferociously, like a rabid dog in heat, at his tight pucker. Eric let out a cry of surprise at my attack on his ass, but within a fraction of a second, as my tongue jammed against his rose bud, he began moaning with delight, and pressing his hips backward against my face. Eric groaned and gasped continually, and wiggled his ass a little, as I ate his boy pussy out. "AWWWWWwwwwwwww!!!!" he growled after a minute, when I finally speared through his hole, and rammed my tongue up inside him. "Awwwwwwmmmmmm!!!" he moaned, as I began fucking him with my tongue. As I slammed my tongue in and out of him, I reached between his legs, and gently fondled his testicles for a moment. Then I reached for his hardon and began masturbating him. His groans of ecstasy increased, and soon I felt his sphincter contracting and relaxing on and off, as his pelvic muscles spasmed with pleasure. "Oh my fucking God!" Eric groaned, looking back at me incredulously when I finally pulled out of him and backed away. He was panting wildly. His asshole remained open - stretched out by my tonguing. I grabbed the lube, and lubed my cock, as Eric watched, partially smiling, as he panted for air. As soon as I was lubed, I grabbed Eric's arm and pulled. Smiling, Eric did the best he could to help me haul him up off the bed. Once he was standing, I reached behind him and grabbed both his cheeks in my hands, and lifted him up. He reached around my neck and clasped his wrists in in hands and then, holding himself up, lifted his legs and wrapped them around me, so he was sitting on my hips. I reached under his ass then with my right hand, while I held him in place with my left hand, which was cupped under his right buttock. I lifted my dick then, and pointed it at Eric's still somewhat stretched-open hole. As the head of it made contact with Eric's boy-cunt-lips, his eyes closed and his nostrils flared with excitement. I felt him relaxing his hips then, and suddenly, his love tunnel was swallowing my cock, as he let out his breath in a long, slow gasp. It felt wonderful having Eric's tight tunnel gripping my rod again. He apparently enjoyed being impaled by me as well, as he wrapped his arms tighter around my neck, and in a plaintive, almost desperate, soft gasp, he begged me "Fuck me now Uncle Jack! Please!!!" I didn't need to be asked twice. I turned and faced the wall, next to the doorway into the hall, and walked over to it, carrying Eric, who was mounted on my penis. Gently I pushed him up against it, then holding him in place, I began to shove my hips back and forth, so my cock was sliding in and out of Eric's love tunnel. Immediately he began gasping and moaning with pleasure! As I pushed gently against Eric's shoulders with my own, to hold him in place, I began to shove my hips band and forth, so my cock slid in and out of his greased chute, bringing him obvious pleasure from the sounds he was making. As we fell into a rhythmic motion together, Eric's eyes opened a little. Smiling slightly, he leaned in and began kissing me passionately on the lips. I kissed him back, and at the same time as he clung more tightly to me, and began kissing me more deeply, I began pounding my hips up and down faster and a little harder, so my cock was pistoning in and out of his rectum. With each inward thrust of my cock, he emitted a grunt, mingled with a pleasureful moan. Soon both of us were soon breathing heavily in gasps through our noses, and grunting deeply, as we kissed, and I held him against the wall, fucking him fast and hard! I could feel his rock hard penis pressing into my belly with each forward thrust of my hips. And the tip of it, and my stomach felt moist, as if he were leaking copius amounts of pre-cum! After only a half minute, I felt my orgasm starting to build. Eric's grunts became more of an urgent high-pitched half moan, half whine. He gripped me tighter still, and kissed me as if his life depended on it. We were both breathing so hard by then, I couldn't tell anymore where the air that filled my lungs was entering my body from - through my own nose, or through Eric's! Eric began trying to thrust his hips up and down a little then, and I knew his orgasm was approaching quickly! Mine was too! As Eric's movements and sounds increased in intensity, I fucked him still harder and faster, and my cock grew hot as it slid in and out of him! Seconds later, I could feel my jism starting to rise in my cock. As I fought to hold off my orgasm, Eric's whining became shrill and desperate in his throat! Suddenly, with a strangled, high-pitched groan, I felt Eric's body asshole weakly trying to clamp tightly around my cock, and as his entire body shuddered, my torso was sprayed with warm liquid that blasted from his cock. Not even a second later, just as Eric's hole relaxed around my shaft, my own body exploded, and I felt a joyous explosion as I pumped a huge gush of semen into Eric's bowels. Instantly, his insides felt more slippery as my cum acted like additional lubricant. "MMMMmmmmmmmmm!!!!" Eric moaned, as his sphincter tried to grip me tightly again, and again he made a mess between our torsoes. I moaned in reply, and sprayed his insides again. As Eric groaned and shot still more semen all over my belly, I began to feel his earlier loads trickling down my stomach. At the same time, I tensed and blasted more sperm deep inside the boy. If he was a girl, and it was her cunt I was fucking, and it was the right time of the month for her, there's no way she wouldn't have gotten pregnant! As Eric's mess drizzled down our bellies, and onto my thighs, I also felt my own cum leaking out of Eric's asshole around my cock, and drooling down over my scrotum. All the cum running all over my body excited me enough so my next spasm was almost as forceful as my first. I couldn't believe how much cum I was producing. "Mmmmmm..." Eric moaned less intensely, as he spasmed again, only this time just oozing more juice from his dick, rather than shooting it. His orgasm was starting to wane. My next spasm seemed to be less forceful as well, yet highly pleasureable. I continued fucking Eric, only, I slowed my pace down. Our kissing became less ardent, and our breathing began to relax as well. "Mmmmmmmm!!" Eric groaned and his whole body shook a few seconds later, signaling the last eruption of pleasure from that particular orgasm. Slowly I fucked Eric a little longer, til, I too spasmed pleasureably one last time. My legs felt weak and began to shake then. Fearful of falling and/or dropping Eric, I quickly, somehow backed over to the bed, and collapsed onto it on my ass, with Eric still impaled on my cock. He gave a surprised grunt as the head of my cock rammed into him somewhere up in his intestines. He didn't break our kiss though, and we both continued holding each other, and sensually making love to each other's mouths. Finally, when I felt my cock had completely shrunk, and I could feel Eric's smaller, wilted one resting against me, I pulled my face from his. We stared at each other for a couple of seconds. Eric looked a little dazed and out of it, but he had a slight smile on his lips. I suppose I looked to be in similar shape. Finally I said, "You know we weren't supposed to do that." His face more serious than I'd ever seen it, he looked in my eyes and said, "can you truthfully tell me you didn't want that to happen?" I thought a moment, then softly said, "No Eric, I can't. Never-the-less, it shouldn't have happened." "Why not?" he asked. "Because it's one thing for me to teach you about sex - although it's not really right how our family does that to begin with - regardless - it's a completely different thing for us to just have sex, when it's not in a teaching situation," I said. "If we love each other as much as I love you, and you say you love me, and we enjoy what we just did, as much as we just did," Eric said. "There's no way it can possibly be wrong! And you can't tell me this is the last time we'll be together like this either! I'm not going to let us not do it again!" I looked at Eric a little surprised. "I could tell you that if you don't have sex with me like this anymore, I'll tell about what we've done," He said. My face must've turned ghost white, and I must've looked horrified. I know I felt horrified, and more betrayed than I ever had. "NO!" Eric cried, realizing my reaction. "I'm NOT going to EVER tell anyone!" As my heart started to slow down again, I swallowed and said, "Well how come you said that then?" "I just wanted you to know that I COULD do that, even though I never would! That way you'd know I'm serious, and really want to keep doing it with you!" Eric said. As I looked at him not knowing what to say, he suddenly added, "I love you Uncle Jack! More than anyone! And I need you! And I think you need me too! Cause neither one of us has anyone else to do this with! And ... I don't know if we'll ever find someone else who'll be as good as we are with each other. So we owe it to ourselves! Please Uncle Jack! I promise, you're not hurting me if you do let us do this! You'd be hurting me if you don't! And, I know it's important not to tell anyone, so I promise, I'll never tell a soul. Just please! Don't let this be the end of it!" As I looked at him, I saw that he had tears welling in his eyes, as if anticipating my negative response. I couldn't stand the anticipated pain I saw in his eyes. And the speech he'd made was very convincing that he knew what he wanted and didn't feel at all that I was taking advantage of him in any way. On the contrary, he seemed to feel I'd be betraying him, if I said no. All of this, coupled with the fact that the sex I'd just had with him was the most incredible physical experience I'd ever shared with anyone, caused me to finally give in and admit that I wanted exactly what he did. Smiling, I said, "I don't think I could say no after that great speech, and the fucking awesome sex we just had. I love you more than anyone in this world too Eric. I don't ever want to hurt you. So here's the deal. If you agree never to tell anyone, we can still be together this way. But only if you really want to be. If a time comes that you want to stop, all you have to do is say so, and I'll understand. And Eric, I won't stop loving you if you do want to stop. OK?" Eric grinned the most amazingly huge grin I'd ever seen on his face. As he did, a tear broke from his left eye and trickled down his cheek. In a voice breaking with emotion, he said, "I never felt so loved before! Thank you Uncle Jack!" All I could do was pull him into a hug the, as my own eyes were watering as well. We hugged each other for a couple minutes, before I pushed us apart. Our mixed cum that was smeared and running all over me felt cold. "C'mon, we really need a shower now!" I said. Eric grinned as I stood up and pulled him off my flacid cock. His eyes grew big a moment later and he ran for the bathroom and quickly sat down on the toilet, as I followed behind, chuckling. We showered together, then went to bed together. Eric snuggled right up to me, and we both fell quickly and happily to sleep. From that night on, whenever possible, Eric rode his bicycle over, as he lived not too far away, and presented himself on my doorstep, with a smile on his face and a boner in his jeans. We also continued to spend the weekends together yet too. I always let Eric ask for sex, and never asked him for it. When he asked, I always obliged though. It was a very happy and satisfying situation for both of us. As happy a situation as it was, it wasn't worry-free though. Although I still considered myself straight, I enjoyed being with Eric very much, and began to wonder a little about my orientation. Although I'd been with several girls in my life, none of the sex I had with them came close in comparison to the awesome experiences I shared with my nephew. Nobody have ever caused me so much pleasure during sex, nor did it seem I'd ever caused so much pleasure for another person during sex, as I did for Eric! Although it was a troubling thought that maybe I wasn't as straight as I thought, I pushed these worries from my mind, and concentrated on enjoying our relationship. I did worry a little though that maybe what we were doing was having an adverse affect on Eric, but as I watched him carefully, before, during, and afterward, I saw nothing but a joyous demeanor. No worries. No brooding. And from the alacrity with which he approached performing pleasureful acts on me, it was obvious that he was thoroughly enjoying himself even then! Although we didn't discuss it, that fact, coupled with the history of websites he visited while using my computer gave me a clear indication that my nephew was most likely gay. I certainly didn't care if he was. I just wanted him to be happy in life, and hoped that when and if he "came out" publicly, he wouldn't suffer for his preferences. Of course, I vowed to myself to always be there for him! And so, time passed. Eric and I spent more time than ever together, and both of us were happier than we'd ever been. Sadly in one way, but oddly, relieving in another to both me and Eric, Ric's departure from Iraq was delayed - not once and not for only a few days, but twice, and each time for an additional month! While my sister-in-law pined for him to return, and wept with anxiety after each call saying it would be yet another month, when Eric heard the news, I saw him visibly relax, and he couldn't hide a slight smile from me. I knew he wasn't looking forward to his father's return. In reality, as much as I wanted Ric safely home from the war myself, I too felt a little anxiety over his eventual return. I knew Eric was worried about how he and his father would relate to one another after so much time had gone by. He anticipated that his father would come home expecting to find an 11 year old boy, who needed guidance, and adored his father, and wanted nothing more than to spend time with him. In fact though, Eric was going on 14 now, and he had become pretty independent. He didn't want or feel he needed a man to direct his movements through life anymore. Besides, he had me to talk to about the few issues he came up against that he found vexing. Further, he wasn't interested anymore in any of the activities he and his father had pursued together before Ric left. And of course, I picked up on the fact that he was worried about what his father would think about how close he and I had become. I think moreover, he felt that his father's return might mean that we wouldn't get to spend as much time together anymore. Obviously given the physicality of our relationship, he didn't want to see that happen! For my own part, I too was a little anxious about my brother's return. Being out from under his shadow for a few years, I too had matured and become more independent. I wasn't happy about the thought of him coming home and trying to give me advice on how to run my life all the time, like he'd done when I was younger. And of course, I too was a little worried about what would happen to my relationship with Eric. Although Ric had pushed us together, both emotionally, and sexually, I was certain that once he returned, he'd want to reassert himself, and take back being the man in Eric's life. I wasn't ready to give that up though. I loved the boy too much! As far as the sex went, I really didn't want to lose that either. All along though, I'd remained cognisant of the fact that as Eric grew and matured, his interests would most likely change, and the day would come that he'd find someone his own age, that he fell in love with. I knew that when that occurred, our intimate physical relationship would necessarily have to end, although I expected we would remain emotionally close to one another yet, as uncle and nephew. So, I remained ready for that to happen as Eric matured naturally. I wasn't ready though for things to change abruptly, due to my brother coming home. Not only was I feeling sorry for myself over what I expected was going to be a great loss in my life, but I also worried about how Eric would take it. And on the other side of the coin, I also worried that whether our situation changed or not because of Ric's return, that he would pick up on the fact that I'd carried on our 'family tradition' much further than he'd expected, or wanted me to with Eric! And so with all these worries racing through our minds, neither Eric nor I particularly looked forward to Ric's return. * * * Eventually, the army ran out of excuses to keep Ric in the war, and he did come home. He and my sister-in-law picked up joyously where they'd left off with their relationship. Both Eric's and my relationships with him seemed awkward, and a little strained though. Neither of us felt at ease in his presence. This was particularly true for Eric more than for myself. Of course the were living in the same house. At first Ric was so happy to be home, and so involved in jumping into bed with Kathleen whenever they had a few minutes together, that he never noticed. Kathleen was so delirious to have him home, and over all the physical attention she was finally getting again, that she didn't realize it either. Finally though, after a week or two, Ric picked up on the distance that existed between himself and Eric. About the same time, while I was visiting for dinner, I saw that he noticed how Eric tended to hover near me when I was around, and that our relationship wasn't strained or awkward at all, and was infact, very close. He first noticed when Eric attacked me in the kitchen, as I was getting a beer from the refridgerator, and I turned on him, grabbed him, and tickled his ribs, until he was a quivering heap of giggles on the floor. As Eric got up and I mussed his hair, I saw Ric watching us out of the corner of my eye. As I kept him in the scope of my vistion, I saw a look of sadness cloud his face, and suddenly felt bad for him. Afterward, I noticed that he was watching the two of us intently for the rest of the evening. At one point later on, when he thought we were alone, Eric groped my crotch and gave it a squeeze. I gave him a sound slap on the ass in response, and giggling he fell into my arms, and we hugged each other. As we parted, I saw that Ric had been standing down the hallway watching us. He must not have thought we'd seen him watching us, as his hand moved to his crotch. After he adjusted himself, and moved his hand away, I saw a distinct lump. I was sure he realized then that I'd carried on our 'Family Tradition', and initiated Eric. I thought he'd be happy about that, but later, as he continued watching us, a look of sadness remained in his eyes. I left soon after supper. * * * That weekend, under the guise of giving Ric and Kathleen some time alone, I picked up Eric, to bring him to my place for an overnight. Of course, the two of us spent most of our time together that night and the next morning, in bed. When I brought Eric home Sunday, in time for us to join Ric and Kathleen for dinner, I noticed that Ric couldn't take his eyes off us. I also saw a hint of annoyance in his demeanor. After dinner, Ric asked me to take a ride with him to go pick up some fertilizer for the lawn. Once we were alone in his pickup truck, his personality changed abruptly. "I can tell you 'initiated' Eric," he said. "I saw the two of you the other night, when he grabbed your scrotch and you smacked his butt in return. I know you two are closer than you and I ever were, and that there's more physical play between you. I'm happy you two have such a good relationship... especially since I wasn't here for him for the last few years. I'm also glad you carried on the 'Family Tradition'. It's important that he knows how to make love well. But answer one question for me Jack! Are you still fucking my son?" I was completely taken aback by Ric's attack, and just stared at him wide-eyed, and most likely with a guilty expression on my face for a few seconds. Finally, I managed to say, "Why would you think that?" "For one thing, by the length of time it took you to reply to my question," he said, looking at me with watery eyes, and mixed emotions clouding his face. When I didn't reply again right away, he added, "and by the way Eric kissed you on the lips before we left, when he thought me and kathleen were in the kitchen!" "He's just demonstrative about his feelings," I said, cringing slightly as I realized he'd barely hugged his father a couple times since he'd returned from Iraq. I had to look at Ric, or he'd have thought I was lying. When I did look at him, he did have a look on his face that conveyed the fact to me that he knew I was bullshitting him. All I could do was blush and look away, praying he didn't pull the truck over to drag me out of it and beat the hell out of me for defiling his son. As he drove on in silence, I suddenly heard a snuffle and looked over to see him wiping his left eye with his fist. "I'm sorry Ric," I said. "I swear though, he's OK. I've never forced him into anything, and only done anything when he's asked me to. He's OK really." Ric sniffed then, and looked at me. "I know," he said finally, in a deflated tone. "I can see he's OK. It's just... I wish he was as OK with me!" I was surprised by Ric's change in attitude, and also confused. Did he mean he wished he was fucking Eric? Seeing my confused look, Ric snorted and said, "NO! I don't mean that way... that's just for you and him to work out. I mean I wish me and him were closer than we are - like you two are... of course, you and me were never really as close as you and him are either." Again, I was surprised. "Um... I- I think we're close," I said. Ric snorted again, and said, "yeah, but not like you and him. Maybe if after I 'initiated' you, we had kept at it, we'd be closer too - like you and Eric!" I stared at Ric, surprised yet, but remembered our conversation from before he went off to the war. "I remember our last conversation before you left, you told me you wished we'd kept on doing it. So you think we'd have been closer if we did?" I asked. "Well, look how close you and Eric are!" he replied. I squirmed a little uncomfortably, as he contemplated me. Before I could reply, he said, "I won't ask details, but tell me this. Is it as good for the two of you, as it was for the two of us?" I couldn't help smiling, and wanted to blurt out that it was the most awesome sex I'd ever had, but I didn't want to hurt Ric's feelings, so I just nodded. "Good," he said, smiling sadly. "Enough said about that then. I know you'll handle it so he doesn't get hurt. And I can tell you're doing a better job of being a role model for Eric, than I was for you!" "Ric, you were a great role model," I said. "You're a great big brother, and you were a great teacher too!" Ric smiled then and looked over at me. "I'm sorry I let you down after your 'initiation'," he said. "We probably shoulda continued too." Then he shocked the hell out of me by reaching over and cupping my genitals. He gave them a gentle squeeze, then took his hand away. Smiling sadly he said, "Too late at this point to make up for it though. So - how many bags of fertilizer should we get, you think?" I was shocked by Ric's grope, and saddened by his last statement. Not knowing exactly how to respond, I just leaned over and rested my forehead on his shoulder for a minute. When I straightened up, I cleared my throat and said, "I expect 3 bags'll be enough." "Three it is then," he said. we rode the rest of the way in silence then, each lost in our own thoughts. * * * Ric never brought up our 'Family Tradition' again with me. And he looked the other way, whenever Eric and I exhibited any closeness. He never tried to stop or interfere with our relationship either, for which both Eric and I were glad. I couldn't help feeling bad for my brother though, and talked to Eric numerous times, at length about his relationship with his father, and eventually, after talking to Ric about how to treat Eric as well, managed to bring the two together again, into at least a warm, cordial, father/son relationship. Eric never got as close to Ric as he was to me though. Ric understood the reasons why, and learned to live with and be happy with the relationship he did have with Eric. As Eric grew, he became busier with his own friends, and had less time for me. He did manage to stop by 3-4 times a week though, for a tryst. Eventually though, he met a boy who moved into the school district, who he was attracted to. Luckily, this boy was apparently gay, and very much like Eric. He too was attracted to Eric as well. Immediately I could see a change in Eric. He seemed happier, but sad at the same time. I could tell something was on his mind. And after he'd mentioned James a few times during one visit, I realized that James was a significant person in Eric's life, and that his and my relationship would most likely be changing. I could tell he was having a hard time warming up to telling me that he was in love with James, so I saved him the pain and brought up the subject myself. Smiling, although inside I was feeling a profound sadness, I said, "So you're in love with him huh?" I could see that Eric was shocked that I realized his situation. "You can tell me," I said, still smiling. "It's OK. I just want you to be happy!" I saw all the tension suddenly leave Eric's body, and his smile returned. "Um..." he began shyly. "Well, he's a real nice guy... and um... I guess all things considered, maybe it's obvious I guess I'm gay... so..." I continued smiling and said, "So have you two had sex?" Eric blushed a little and looked slightly surprised, but finally he shyly nodded. "Cool!" I said. "I hope you were 'safe' though!" "He's never been with anyone, and I've only been with you, and we both got tested beforehand, like they told us to in health class. We're both clean, so, we didn't think we needed to use protection. Is that OK?" he asked, looking a little worried. "That's fine," I said. "As long as neither of you is with anyone else while you're together." "We won't be," Eric said, confidently. When I just smiled, he blushed some more and said, "We're kinda a couple I guess." "That's nice Eric," I said, smiling. He looked at me with a mildly confused expression. "What?" I asked. "You're OK that I like James?" he asked, questioningly. Although inside I felt a little like I was dying, I knew I had to be a good uncle and give the boy my blessing as he 'left the nest' so to speak. Smiling, I got up and went and sat next to him. "I love you more than anyone Eric," I said. "But even though our relationship has been much closer than most uncles and nephews get, I am only your uncle Eric, not your boyfriend. I expect you and I will always be extremely close to one another, but it's time for you to move on with your life, and have boyfriends, and fall in love, and have great sex. You don't need me for any of that anymore. But, I'll always love you and be here for you as your uncle!" "So, does this mean we have to stop fooling around?" Eric asked, suddenly looking upset. Smiling yet, I said, "Yeah, it's time Eric. I took our 'Family Tradition' much further than I should, and taught you all I know, so now it's time for you to spread your wings and have your own adult relationships. I'll be here for you if you ever need or want to talk though!" A series of mixed emotions crossed Eric's face, from sadness, to worry, to happy anticipation. "I love you Uncle Jack!" he said, finally. "I love you too Eric!" I said. He leaned over then, and instead of kissing me on the lips, he hugged me strongly, like he used to do as a boy, before I'd 'initiated' him. I hugged him and held him tight in my arms for several seconds before letting him go. Smiling, he got up then and said he'd best be going. I mussed his hair and we said good-bye. After he left, I allowed my tears to finally come, and cried over my loss. * * * Eric and James were together through the end of their senior year at high school. Sadly they ended up going away to different colleges. Happily for Eric, he found a new boyfriend at school. They ended up living happily together in an off-campus apartment. Eric told me that in the beginning Steve didn't know much about sex, but thanks to the education I'd given him, he'd been able to teach Steve to be an excellent lover! After Eric went away to school, surprisingly, I met a woman and fell in love with her. We were married a year later. A year after that, we had a son. Serena happily accepted my suggestion that we ask Eric to be Joshua's God father, and when we asked Eric, he was speachless, and couldn't fight back the tears that flooded his eyes. On the day of the christening, after the ceremony, we'd put the baby down for a nap. I went to check on him at one point, and as I was about to walk into the nursery, I saw Eric, sitting in Serena's rocking chair, cuddling Josh, and rocking him. As he rocked, Eric was smiling down at Joshua, and talking softly to him. I grinnned and tears came to my eyes when I heard what he was saying to his little cousin. "... and I'll teach you our 'Family Tradition' some day, just like your dad taught me. And it'll be great! But I promise Josh, we'll only do just what you want to do, and nothing more, just like your dad did with me! I just hope you wanta do as much with me, as I did with him!" My nephew had certainly turned into a fine young man. I was glad to have been the man who helped him turn out that way! Eric visited us regularly and spent a lot of time with my boy. Both of them seemed to really love each other very much, for which I was very happy. When Joshua was thirteen, Eric came to me, and asked if it would be alright to have Josh spend some overnights with him. I could see a lustful look in his eyes, and a lump in his crotch. Smiling I nodded. He grinned in return and said softly, "Don't worry, I won't force anything, and I'll make it great for him, like you did for me!" "I know you will," I said, smiling. "And now that the cycle is complete, you'll know the joy I felt in teaching you!" Eric's eyes glistened as he smiled broadly. My son was grinning and excited when he went off with Eric the following weekend. When he returned, there was a more mature look in his eyes, and he seemed happier than I'd ever seen him. Before Eric had even left, Josh asked excitedly if he could spend the following weekend with Eric. Both their faces looked slightly pink to me, and each had a lump in his crotch. smiling knowingly at Eric, I looked at Josh, grinned, and told him he and Eric could spend all the time together that they wanted to. Jubilantly, my son leaped at me and hugged me. He pulled away suddenly and went a little red in the face, when he realized he'd pressed his hardon into me. I just smiled. My brother happened to be at the house visiting us at the time, and he'd been standing on the side-lines. He just smiled broadly the whole time. Both Eric and I were surprised, when his grin broadened, and he winked at Eric. Eric just smiled a little more broadly himself though. And so, our 'Family Tradition' continued. I wondered who my son would eventually initiate... possibly his new, little brother who we'd been surprised to conceive, who was growing in Serena's belly! The End