Date: Wed, 17 Aug 2005 20:06:22 +0100 (BST) From: Chaim Subject: Staying with my Uncle 6 Staying with my Uncle 6. Story by Chaim (bChaim) August 2005 (M/t/t, oral/beginning/incest/very mild authoritarian) Thanks to David, Peter, Klaus, Henry, Alex, Jan, Charlie, Ric, Crawford, Richard, Chuck, Ol Ed, Marlybeth, Justin, Alan, NIC, Unicorn, RTC, Matypiso, Jetta, Jack, Gordon, Denis, Perry, Fabrice, Coreyzin, Dirk, Nic, Bert. Thanks for your mail! I am Dutch and English is not my mother tongue. Comments and suggestions are very welcome at: bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk The last lines of chapter 5: My body went limp and after he kissed my lips he licked my belly clean. He brought some to my lips and I smelled and tasted it sucking on his fingers. Daddy swallowing my first cum and said, "You are my son and boy now." I felt so happy and nearly collapsed in his huge arms when he freed my body from its bonds. I collapsed to floor. Spent and happy! ------ Part 6 ------ It was already dark outside. Daddy, my Uncle Greg left the room and came back with a wet cold towel. He wiped my body clean and brought me back to reality. He kissed me and said, "You need a good sleep, my boy!" He just took my spent body in his strong arms and brought me to his/our bedroom. I felt asleep when my head hit the pillow. The next morning I waked up and walked down in the cut off jeans Uncle Greg left for me on the chair. The Special room and everything what happened to me, came back in my mind and I decided I loved every second of it. "Good morning Harm!" "Good Morning Uncle Greg!" I used `Uncle' because he used my real name as well. We had coffee and breakfast at the terrace in silence. I was glad with the time he gave me, to think things over. It was a bright day and the sun was shining. "You are happy how things worked out, Harm?" Without hesitation I replied, with a big smile on my face, "Oh yes, Uncle Greg!" Uncle Greg smiled back at me and we talked about what happened to me. What happened between us. After a long talk, he made me a very nice proposal. "Harm, my not-so-little friend anymore, to celebrate your first real cum," he asked me, "Shall I invite Jan to join us this afternoon and shall we use the Special room together?" "Wow, that sounds cool to me, Uncle Greg. Thanks Daddy," I said with a big smile on my eager face. He simply took his mobile from the table and called Jan. They chatted like good friends and he told Jan about his plan. He talked openly but didn't mentioned our Special room, nor my first teen cum. In a way it sounded like a normal barbeque invitation. I knew my friend Jan would know it wasn't. This was an always hot and horny environment and knew Jan would have his own thoughts. Uncle Greg gave me a knowing smile and send me to the North Sea. I spent some time at the beach, playing with my football. I met some friends from a camping side close to us and we had a good time. I wanted to be in a good shape and moved around like a wild man. We played Volleyball and dived into the sea. I came back for lunch, real exhausted. Uncle Greg already waited for me with a delicious tomato cucumber salad and some pan fried eggs. He looked somewhat disappointed when I went to the kitchen for mayonnaise and tomato ketchup. "You boys spoil everything good and natural, using those bottles, my boy, get normal. First taste it!" I just smiled and ignored his good manners. "Sir, you act right now as an old bear." "Grrrrrrrrr! You are a spoiled boy!" Was his answer, we both laughed. We talked about nothing and everything and had a good time. After we washed the dishes and took a little nap. My Uncle very decent on the couch and I on the grass in the garden in the shadow of a huge apple tree. We took a shower and I wondered what would happen the coming hours. Uncle Greg just came to me and invited me to his Special room again. I followed him eager and proud. If I had a tail, it would swing like a little playfully puppy. Uncle Greg was now dressed in his red shorts and a wide white tight T shirt. He looked so damn good! He was everything I admired in a real strong real man. Uncle Greg moved me to a bench in the corner of the room. "You did great yesterday night, my son. I am very proud about you!" My chest went forward with pride, "Thanks Daddy, I had a great time and I am proud I didn't disappoint you. Please, make me your son again." Daddy stroked my naked shoulder and continued, "Thinking about Jan, you have to know something about your new friend. He is like you in training. Yes, son, in this very room. He wants to become a Master like me and I train him that way. Still he is a novice, so he is my Boy in a way." Daddy watched my reaction closely. "He is your friend and you need him. I ask him to come over to have a good time with you. Being your friend and being in power. You will be in his power. Of course I will be there and will supervise his movements. You are okay with that?" "Yes, Daddy!" "Okay, my son. Just go to our room and change into the clothes I prepared for you." I rushed to our room and found to my surprise, just a jock and a pair of very old blue Adidas shorts. And a note was telling me: `My jock and shorts when I was your age, yours xxx DADDY'. I smiled and stripped naked and I put them on. It felt good to be in His clothes. I admired my reflection in the huge mirror at the wall. I saw a growing teen boy ready for a long and very hard work-out. Did Daddy have the same when he entered this world? I wondered. I decided to ask him this when we had a quiet moment together. Shit, I was very exposed to the word this way, but who cares if you are part of a good and loving house hold? I rushed back to the Special room and found Jan and my Daddy there. My Uncle, my Daddy was dressed in a pair of black boxers. Skin tight and I could see the outline of his cock clearly. His huge chest was exposed to us. Jan stripped to his white briefs and he looked so good. Jan walked to me and hugged me close, he was kind and gentle, "Harm, boy you look so beautiful and horny this way!" He acted not as `the Master', my Daddy suggested. Daddy sat on a huge leather chair, his Throne. Jan bought me to the bench and `ordered' me to lay down, "You need a good work out and I will help you with that, my little boy." It felt like a `normal' work out situation. He gave me a pair of gloves and checked or I had my feet on the right place at the leg press. He instructed me how to do my benching with the easy poundage and I started to work hard for him. Wow, this was hard and not easy at all. I pressed the bars as he hold his hands out. I was sure he would save me as I made a mistake and dropped the bars. I looked at his biceps when I pressed. I sweat a lot and gave him a slowly, "Oh man^Å Jan, Jan!" He took the heavy bars from me and gave me some time. I breathed hard and wanted to tell him my feelings. He cut me down, "Now words^Å just listen, boy." After that, he told me, Do some `Flyers', boys." I didn't understand the word. Jan explained to me `Flyers' were excellent for stretching out my pectorals and creating definition because of the wide range of motion attainable. "We use a relatively light weight at first and work up to heavier weights. You understand, boy?" I nodded my head, eager to learn and to be really his willing boy, "Lie on the leather bench and hold two, one kilo! dumbbells up at arms length. Be a good boy." "Yes, Jan!" Of course, I did as ordered! "Lower your arms, boy in a wide arc with the elbows slightly bent. Good boy, you are doing well." "Bring them back to the starting position keeping the arms slightly bent. Imagine you are hugging a large barrel. You are doing good for a beginner, my boy." Jan's tone became different, more authoritarian and I loved it. "Yes, Sir!" I sweat heavy and drops were dripping to the floor. I was exhausted when I finished my second round. Jan just said, "Relax, my boy, we go to the next step very soon." Jan moved away and got some white ropes from Daddy. He bowed his head like a servant taking the white ropes from Daddy's hands. "Thanks Sir!" He walked back to me and stroked my skin lightly and took first my smooth legs. Jan bound them to my leg-press at the end of the bench. Stroking my exposed skin with his fingers, he walked slowly to my head and bound my arms to the head of the bench. Jan looked down at me and said, "Struggle to get free!" I did fight my new bonds but there was no way I could free myself. "Good boy, relax!" His fingers stroked my body and they were gentle and soft on my sweat covered skin. Jan bowed down and kissed me hard on my lips. He bowed over me and his tongue entered my open mouth. Our tongues struggled in a deep French kiss and he took his time doing so. Jan stood and our eyes met, he whispered, "Good little boy!" I moaned softly when he started to lick my little boy nipples and my smooth chest. He tortured me in an unexpected way. Bound and nearly naked I laid there exposed for him, my teen friend Jan and of course my Daddy. Daddy just watched us in silence. Jan took his time licking my chest in circles sometimes taking special care of my nipples. I groaned when he licked and bite them playfully. His tongue went up over my chest and he licked my wide open arm pits, taking good care of them. I groaned and struggled against the weird tickling sensations. I cried out loud and laughed in a strange way. Kicking my legs, stretching my arms, when he continued. I couldn't stop laughing in a nearly hysterical way. Jan stopped and gave me some time to find my breath again. He tongue went slowly down. I felt the top of his wet tongue making a trail on my chest and belly. He stopped at the waistband of my old blue Adidas shorts. He licked his way at the edge of the waistband and I felt his hands. He pushed my blue shorts down in one move. He simply moved them to my knees. My youthful cock throbbed to life, straining behind the pressure of the cotton of my jock. I let out a loud groan! Jan looked at me and reported to me with a big grin on his handsome face, "Your Daddy is right, I see a little dark spot of your pre-cum through the fabric of your jock, boy. But! Don't even dare to come, my little boy." I had to get my rocks off and very soon! I was so horny, I was afraid my balls would explode. His fingers went to his waistband of my jock. My jock followed my shorts to my knees and my boy cock jumped in the air. Jan smiled at me, "Now this is my bound little boy, this is the moment that I've been waiting for!" He kissed my exposed cock head and licked my piss lips. He licked my smooth balls till I rocked my bound body. I groaned and wanted to press up against his wet mouth and whispered, "Please suck me, Jan!" He left my cock immediately and went over to my little belly button. He licked and sucked it. Ignoring my begging and, worse! my dripping boy cock. Jan said with a firm tone, "You are a Bad boy now. You know the rules! You found the word `Sir' yourself, that's the proper way, my boy. Later you have to be punished for this, my little boy. Your Daddy will take care of that." Jan walked around the bench and my bound body. He kneeled down and pressed his teen belly against the hair on my head. I felt the warmth of his body and smelled him. He bowed and kissed my lips and his hands stroked my chest and belly. Jan left me and walked, he kneeled next to me. His tongue was out and he licked up my little drips of ball juice, my new found pride. He leaned forward and let the tip of his tongue scope up the pre cum dripping from my piss slit. Jan tasted my little boy cock again. But I was aware that he licked my boy cum! There was no turning back! Jan licked around my cock head, flattened his tongue over my little rock hard shaft and worked its way down into my warm, smooth balls. Each touch of his teen tongue sent lusty shocks through my little body. It was tingling through my small physique. Jan's hand went down to his own cock in his white briefs and he slowly jacked up and down. Jan spread his wet lips and to take the little mushroom helmet of my boner, deep inside his mouth. Jan sucked my cock head wholly into his open mouth. I groaned and tested my bonds again. His hand continued to stroke on his own cock and he stripped his white briefs. I admired his beautiful hard teen cock. He just was increasing his speed until his teen balls were slapping nosily against the inside of his thighs. I felt so horny! I trembled of lust and my first gay boy- teen love! "Please Sir, my Jan!" Jan continued to suck my little cock hard for a few more minutes until I could tell I was getting close. This is the feeling! My breathing and moaning grew more intense, as he took my little boy cock down his throat. I hoped he would swallow every little drop of my love juice. Suddenly, I shivered and felt a strange point-of-no-return! A real warnings tremor through my bound body. I wanted to warn him and moaned, "Oh, Sir! Please!" The very sensitive piss lips of my cock deep into his mouth sent me a silent message. I groaned and I wanted to cum! "OH!" I needed to cum so badly! "OHH!!" A strange change entered my brain, and I groaned loud fighting my bonds, "OHHH!!!" My head, body, soul was in turmoil. It felt like a strange bad and "OHHHH!" so good torture^Å Jan said to me, leaving my begging cock for a split second, with a firm tone, "Yes, boy, I want to feel your hot ball juice on my tongue! Do it, my boy!" A second later, my trembling was followed by the first splatters of my hot cum. "OHHHHHHHH!" I just did it! My hot sperm hit the roof of Jan's mouth and he swallowed it. Again and again, he did it! He took my hot load! I did fight my bonds in reflex, till my panting body was drained and my boy balls were empty. Jan stood over my still bound body and he kneaded his cock. He smiled down on me as he sprayed his teen load on my chest and belly. Some of the sticky globs were hitting chest. But also my smooth face and I closed my eyes as I felt his hot cum on my chin, lips and nose. I whispered, "Thanks Jan, Sir!" Daddy stood there just over my face, holding Jan in his strong arms, "You are a wonderful son, boy!" ------------------- Thanks for reading! You wish me to continue? Comments and suggestions (the best and only way to give a signal you like the hard work, Nifty/assgm writers, like me, do for you!) are very welcome at: bchaimstory@yahoo.co.uk Any Daddy's around? Any readers who like to swap (legal, here 16+) pictures of my characters?