Date: Fri, 31 Dec 2004 23:18:17 -0500 From: James Branson Subject: Tapping nephew's Christmass 2 Thanks all of you for the responses to the first chapter. I appreciated the one or two comments I got, I hope you send more! ---- I fucked my nephew the next day. I had to go back home within a week and he didn't seem to mind. As a matter of fact, Joel let out a little gasp when I shoved my tongue up his teen hole. He'd never had much up there, except maybe his finger. Then I took a few Polaroids of Joel sliding some of my 8 inch dildo (a Christmas gift from a naughty friend) up his virgin twat. I knew my friend would love to see what good use his toys were. I fucked Joel in the middle of the day, while the other manly men were watching football and the gals were washing dishes, because I wanted to see him naked in the daylight, on his bed, his big brown eyes welling with tears of agony and bliss while I made him a man. I treasured that look forever. I started slow but soon the slaps of our sweaty thighs and the thickness of my raw 7 1/2 inches went into overdrive. He arched into my grip while I pointed his thick 6 inch prong at his face and neck. When I finally shot my load, I slammed into his prostate hard enough that he soon spewed his own seed, the milky load flying into his eyes, nose and open mouth. I passed out beside him, sighing wearily. He looked so cute, young, dumb, full of cum, I couldn't help kissing him. It was a kiss of love and family, of one generation breeding the next, and it became very passionate, full of tongue. Just when I had licked most of his face free of cum, the door began to open. Panicked, I leapt over Joel and crouched on his side of the bed. He stood up, a sheet half-covering his naked body. His father opened the door. Damn that man was hot. "Son, the guys are gonna play some touch football. Wanna join us? Oh...you have something on your mouth." Joel hurriedly licked the cum spot away. He must have been 10 shades of red. His eyes - and mine - were on his dad (Kenny)'s unzipped pants. The "old man" was wearing plaid boxers and the fly was clearly open, showing half of his fleshy, extremely thick cock as well as his uncut schlong. I love uncut guys, yum yum. This was making me even hornier. Joel and his father talked for a few more moments, Joel hoping and praying his father would get the hint and go away. Meanwhile, I noticed that Joel's sheet was open at the back and streams of my cherry-popping cum were gliding down his bubble butt and taut thighs. I knew I shouldn't have put him on the spot, but I'm a devil these days, so I slid my tongue up his right thigh, then his left, hearing his gasp at the shock of my mouth against his bare legs. His legs buckled when I hit the senstitive backs of his knees. "You OK, kid? I think you been getting that flu Grandma has." "Yeah. T-That's it. Sorry, Dad, I .... OH GODDD..." I had shoved my tongue up his swollen rosebud. He got so disoriented that he dropped his sheet, giving his bewildered father a full peep show. To his credit, Dad didn't freak out, but there was a noticeable swelling in his jeans. "Well, I'll leave you alone to get changed." Joel was so pissed off at me. "How could you DO that!!!" I just kissed his forehead. "It will all make sense soon." Then I sucked him off to accomodate his pain. The touch football game was a lot of fun. I kept grabbing Joel's buns and his nice perky bulge during the game. I thought Kenny wouldn't notice, since that's what men do, but I guess he wasn't happy with his gay brother in law getting grabby with his kid, cause he shot me some dirty looks. Well, fine. I spent the rest of the game squeezing and rubbing and bumping against Kenny's bubble butt and big fat bulge. When the game ended, Kenny asked me to go for a walk with him. When we got to the edge of the woords, Kenny slammed me against a tree. "What the FUCK do you think you're doing with my kid?" Oh he couldn't have known, please no... "You grab him like that in front of everybody? In front of his own father? I never spoke up to Shirl about her having a queer as a brother, but I won't take this shit." I sneered at him. Actually I wanted to punch him out. Instead, I had another idea. I began sobbing and ran away, like a little girl. After a minute he ran after me. I stripped naked and ran into the water (it was California so the weather wasn't that cold), hoping he'd think i was gonna drown myself and he'd have to save me. Sure enough, he did strip down to his boxers and follow me in. When he caught up to me, I spun around fast enough to make sure my cock smacked his hairy 6-pack. DAMN this guy was a fucking stud. When my sister married him he was a surfer dude and ony my swim team; now he was still a blonde hunk, only he'd stop shaving his body and was a true furry hunk. "I'm so sorry, Kenny. I wasn't trying anything with Joel, I swear. I love you. I always have. But I can leave if you don't want a stupid faggot around. Nobody wants me. I don't even know why I wake up in the morning. Now you hate me too." Kenny looked crestfallen. "C'mon, Gene, that's not true! I just got thrown, cause we don't have a lot of gays around here. I'm sorry." I threw my head on his shoulder. Slowly, he wrapped his arms around me. We hugged. I scraped my smooth cheek against his light beard. We looked at each other for a moment, his blue eyes flickering in the fading sunlight. I paused, letting him make the first move. Sure enough, he kissed me. And I kissed back, sliding down to bite his nipples and his navel. I slipped his boxers into the water (so he'd have to walk back for a while naked or at least shortsless) and began chewing his somewhat salty-tasting foreskin. He moaned so loud he probably woke the dead. This was the start of the second phase of my plan. The third phase was going to make us all have a very, very happy New Year. --- Any comments? 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