Date: Fri, 28 Jan 2011 12:00:27 -0700 From: Kyle Harrison Subject: Popping my Nephew's Cherry - Chapter 21 CHAPTER 21 As Patrick and I walked to the bus stop on the corner, we were pretty silent. I think we were both turning the events of the evening over and over in our minds. Despite the positive way everything had turned out, we were still stunned that the Spanish Ambassador to England had caught us making gay porn with his sons ... and he was okay with it! Even cooler was the fact that he was absolutely thrilled that I had captured on camera his first tryst with his sons. He even watched some of it after they had finished and complimented me on my camera skills! While Patrick and I were still pretty horny after watching their "performance," we felt a little strange with our boners since all three of them had cum and were ready for a break. We all got dressed as we talked about the fun we'd had, and Mr. Moreno (still didn't know his first name!) seemed envious of the sleepover that we'd planned for the next night (Friday, in case you've lost track!). Carlos and Esteban showed us to the door, and Patrick and I took off into the cooling night air. Waiting for the bus, we looked at each other but didn't say much. It was weird - we usually talk nonstop when we're together! But I think we felt a little unsettled ... and we'd had very little time together just the two of us. As we stood there, I reached out and took my nephew's hand. He looked up at me, smiled, and then grabbed my hand with his own. Looking around to make sure we weren't being watched, I leaned down and kissed him gently on the lips. Then I smiled at him and whispered, "I love you, Patrick!" His eyes got wide, then he smiled this huge smile and whispered back, "I love you too, Uncle! SO much!" The bus could be heard making its way toward us, and it was then that I remembered we had walked to Esteban's house. I mentioned that fact to my nephew, and he just laughed and said, "Let's take the bus. There's something I want to show you." I nodded my assent, and as the bus stopped and opened its door, we climbed aboard. I followed my sexy relative to the back of the bus. I looked at my watch because it seemed very late. It was only 9:30, but it felt much later. We settled into a bench on the very back of the near-empty bus. No sooner had I sat down than his hand was on my leg... then my thigh... then nearing my now-growing bulge. I glanced at him, and he was looking straight ahead as if nothing were happening! Okay, I can play along with this. I reached out my hand and felt his thigh. The material of his pants reminded me that he was wearing sweatpants - no belt. So as his hand moved lightly over my bulge, I decided to surprise him. I moved my hand upward quickly and inserted into the fairly-waistband of his sweatpants. He actually jumped! I stifled a laugh as I began to squeeze the growing bulge in his underwear. We were very careful not to do any more than that, so we rode in silence, my hand inside his pants around his awesome cock, and his hand rubbing my bulge on the outside of my jeans. I looked at him questioningly as we passed his house, but he just smiled and winked at me. About another mile down the road, he pulled a cord that signaled that we wanted off at the next stop. I removed my hand from the treasure it had been holding, and he made sure his t-shirt was covering his bulge before we stood up. As the bus came to a stop, we both got up and made our way to the door near the rear of the bus. I let him go first, and we stepped down and out the door. As the bus drove away, I looked around in the moonlight to see that we were at the edge of what appeared to be a good-sized park. What were we doing here so late in the evening? Oh well... I trust my nephew, so I just followed him as he led the way. >From what I could see in the limited light, there was a large open area - about the size of 2 or 3 soccer fields - that contained playground equipment, picnic benches, and other park-y things. Beyond that was a row of trees. Guess where we headed? Yep! Right for them. We got there quickly, and as I looked around I could tell we were alone in the park. Hopefully we would be in the trees as well! The trees were spaced far enough apart that you could see a short distance between them, and there were some well-worn trails there also. We followed one for about a hundred yards, then veered off to the left. We were holding hands, with Patrick leading me. We went a short distance after leaving the trail, then Patrick stopped by a large tree, turned and faced me, took my face in his hands, and pulled me in to kiss me. And what a kiss! His tongue immediately pried my lips apart and we began a very deep kiss. Our hands were roaming all over each other, and we were so turned on that we moaned into each other's mouths. I don't know how long we kissed. I didn't really care. This was wonderful! Outside, at night, in England, with my sexy nephew! What could be better? Haha... I was soon to find out!! He broke the kiss and leaned toward my ear to whisper, "Uncle... make love to me. Please. I want you to make love to me." My cock jumped when he said that, as I began to picture us doing that right there. But my heart also leaped within my chest. I was overwhelmed by the fact that he didn't say, "Fuck me, Uncle"! He wanted me to make love to him. And that's exactly what I planned to do. I nodded my assent to him, then slowly went to my knees. The night air was cool, but not cold. There was plenty of soft vegetation beneath us, so kneeling was not difficult. As I knelt, I looked right at his bulging sweatpants. Slowly moving one palm up and down his hard rod through the material, I reached around behind him with the other hand and grabbed the back of his waistband. I began to slowly pull his pants down from behind, exposing his hot, round ass to the cool breeze. Then I moved both hands around to the front, and carefully pulled the waistband away from his body to ease his pants down over his erect member. He gasped as the night air touched his cock, and it twitched as I looked at it. Once his pants were down around his ankles, I moved my hands to the round globes of his ass and began to squeeze and massage them gently. As I did so, I leaned closer to his dick and opened my mouth. Taking my time, almost as if savoring it, I slowly, gradually, engulfed it with my mouth, letting my tongue swirl around it as I took more and more of it into me. Patrick moaned loudly and his fingers ran through my hair as I began to suck on his cock, taking my time and relishing the taste and sensation. I've been with guys before - probably too many. But my nephew's dick was so silky smooth and yet so hard. The most amazing cock I've ever tasted! It throbbed with his heartbeat, and I could tell he wanted to move his hips to fuck my mouth, but he was trying to take his time as well. My hands were full of his hairless globes. I kneaded them and squeezed them. I thought about getting a finger wet and beginning to probe him to get him ready (although, after Carlos's monster dick had been in him, he probably didn't need it!), but then I had another idea. Reluctantly, I pulled my head back, slowly moving off of his cock. When I pulled off completely, he gasped and shivered. I laughed as I realized that his dick was now completely wet, and the cool breeze must have felt very cold on him! I grasped his hips and began to rotate them, giving him the hint that he should turn around. Soon his back was to me. Whispering hoarsely, I told him to bend over slightly and support his upper body on the tree we were next to. He obliged, and his globes parted slightly and I leaned in and inhaled. He smelled of cum and musk and sweat - such an intoxicating aroma! I stuck my tongue out then and gently, slowly licked over his hole. He moaned and said "oh god!" at the same time, and it sounded so cute! I spread his cheeks a little with my hands, then really licked his hole. I started working at his hidden entrance with my tongue, moving it around his hole and trying to stick it in. Patrick's moans were becoming louder and seeming to flow from deep inside him. He leaned more against the tree to push his ass farther back, and he also spread his legs to give me easier access to his sweet spot. I parted his ass cheeks even more and moved in as close as I could, finally penetrating him with my tongue and working it into his hole. As I used my tongue to lube him and prepare him, I reached around him to feel his cock. Damn! I don't think I've ever known it to be harder than it was at that moment! And it was leaking precum like crazy. My sweet nephew was turned on, and I was so glad I was the one making him that way! By that time I was consumed with love and lust. Reality was still playing at the edges of my brain - I knew that, regardless of how fun or romantic the moment was, if we didn't hurry he could get in trouble for getting home too late, and/or we could get caught. I didn't mention any of that, though. I thought about having him suck me to lube up my cock, but he was SO ready for mine! I had already lubed his hole up very well, so I decided to just go for it. He was really going to feel me this time! I stood up, admiring his smooth, teenage ass glowing slightly in the pale moonlight, as I quickly undid my jeans and pushed them and my boxers down. I looked down at my own cock, amazed at how hard and ready it was. I spat downward, coating it in saliva, then moved closer to my sweet nephew. I lined it up with his hole, then leaned forward so my chest was resting lightly against his back. I moved my face toward the side of his head, and whispered in his ear, "Patrick, I love you so much! I'm going to show you that love now." Keeping my upper body in that position, I slowly moved my hips forward, edging my cock closer to his hole. Using my left hand, I aimed it and adjusted it until it began to enter him. He gasped as it pushed past his sphincter. I put both my hands on his shoulders and kept moving my hips forward, entering him more... and more... and more. When I was finally buried in his ass, I moaned and laid my head on his shoulder. He moaned as well, and turned his head as best he could. Our lips didn't quite meet, but we did lightly kiss even though his body was facing away from me. Breaking the kiss, I moved my hands down to his small, boyish waist. I held on and began to move in and out of him. God, it felt so good! His hole gripped my cock, providing friction you can't believe! But more than that, it felt good because I was becoming one with my nephew, my love. Soon my seed would be filling him, but this wasn't borne of sexual need. We were sharing ourselves with each other! I was so overcome at the thought that I moved my face closer to his neck and licked him there. He again turned his head toward me awkwardly, but enough so that our tongues could meet. We became lost in love and passion and desire as we open-air french kissed and my cock continued thrusting into and out of him. The sound of flesh smacking flesh echoed in the quiet night, and while that should have alarmed me, nothing else mattered at that moment. I moved my hands from his hips to his front. My left hand found his throbbing, leaking cock, and my right hand found his heavy, loaded balls. I stroked and squeezed and felt him there as I continued to kiss and make love to him. As I got closer to releasing my seed, I began to pant, and with each gasping breath I spoke a word. "Oh... I... love... you... Patrick!" Closer and closer I came to orgasm, and I said again, "I... love... OH! You!!!" At the utterance of the word "you," I came. And came. And came. I became light-headed and nearly passed out. In the haze of that moment I remember hearing Patrick call out as I pushed my cock as far into him as I could. I felt his body tremble as his balls contracted and my hands got wet with his load. When I finally opened my eyes, not sure if I'd passed out or not, we were both kneeling, but my cock was still firmly planted in him... and still very hard! Wrapping my arms around him, I whispered, "Patrick, I wish I could spend the rest of my life with you. You're the best thing that's ever happened to me." He leaned back in to me, and I saw tears of joy on his face.