Date: Sun, 28 Aug 2022 18:46:52 +0300
From: Ben Craig <poobottom@outlook.com>
Subject: Time with my nephew part 15

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Time with my nephew part 15 (summer holidays)

Aden could not sleep with excitement, 7 long weeks of holiday we're
starting tomorrow afternoon after school, to be spent at Frank's big
house with the indoor pool and the massive garden which had its own woods
as well. Last time he had been there it literary had been a flying visit
and he never had time to explore everything. Frank had promised that his
handyman would help build a den in the woods. Peter and Pete with the
twins Hans and Frans would be there. The problem was that Adam would not
be there. Ben had tried and tried but Adam's parents were not persuaded
to have their son spend the holiday at, as they said, a stranger's
house. No amount of tantrums from Adam had helped, in fact it had got him
a very red bottom at one stage, most unusual as his parents were more
`time out' people. When Adam had shown his bottom to Aden the next
morning at school it had still been bright red! Eventually Aden dropped
off to sleep.

Frank and I were talking about the upcoming holiday in bed.
`Aden sure is looking forward to the holiday, I just wish we could get
his friend over', I said.
`Tell me about it', said Frank, `you've done everything to try
though.'
`I know, I just feel I've failed. Anyway let's go to sleep we have a
long few days ahead before we go on Sunday.'
`Uhhmm, what about this?', Frank asked as he threw back the quilt.
A very erect willy stared me in the face its head bobbing backward and
forward like a snake.
`Ahhh, ok let me go for a wee and I shall attend to that.'
`No can do, you shall have to wee the bed I am afraid', Frank laughed
as he grabbed me and rolled me over on my tummy. `Present poohole',
came the command.
I got on my knees and proffered my bottom. I felt the cold ky jelly being
smeared around my poohole and two jellied fingers slid in. `Ohhhh', I
sighed as the fingers did their work.
`I think you need more than a wee', Frank said as he showed me the
fingers that had been rooting deep up my poohole. `What is this boy!'
`Poo sir', I said playing along.
`Poo indeed', a slap on my bottom followed.
`Ow sir, I am sorry.'
The fingers again entered and I felt them rooting around. The need to poo
became stronger and I could feel the poo pressing onto the fingers inside
me. As they were withdrawn soft poo exploded out of my bottom. Frank's 9
inch willy rammed into my moist pooey bottom and within seconds I felt it
filling my inners with hot spurts.
Frank held on to my tummy to stay inside me. I felt his willy shrinking
then I felt hot wee inside me. This was heaven! As Frank withdrew I
spurted his hot wee like a fountain into the air covering the bed with
brown liquid. As I relaxed I added my own wee to the bed, flooding it
completely. Satisfied we fell asleep in the warm soaked bed.

The next morning, after getting Aden off to school, we had a long
leisurely shower making sure all nooks and crannies were cleaned out.
Aden had not been happy that he hadn't been involved in the steamy
session we had, which was self evident by the brown poo smears that
covered my bottom and Frank's tummy and willy.

I needed to cover some work before the holiday so Frank went out to get
some bits and pieces for the journey. He set off in his RollsRoyce and
drove to the large shopping centre. After a couple of hours shopping he
decided on some lunch and found a lovely looking old pub nearby. As he
parked the car he noticed a familiar figure walking into the pub. He
couldn't quite place the man though. `Where do I know you from', he
muttered to himself.
He got out the car and walked into the pub. As he walked in it was very
obvious the pub catered especially to gay clientele. Rainbow flags
everywhere and a predominant male audience showed this overwhelmingly.
For a specialist pub like this it was very busy.
Frank looked round to see if the man he had seen enter was about
somewhere. It was quite dark though and the booths that were around the
place were particularly dark, obviously for people to have some privacy.
The bar area was busy so he decided to go for a wee first. The toilet
area had all adverts and phone numbers on the wall. One of the toilet
stalls was occupied and it was obvious some action was going on. There
was a lot of moaning of more than one person.
`Interesting place', he thought.
Frank went to the urinal, which was one large trough, got his willy out
and proceeded to wee. Another man walked in and stood right next to
Frank, he proceeded to drop his trousers and stood there bare bottomed
willy in hand looking at Frank weeing.
`You ok', said the man hoarsely.
`Yes mate thanks', Frank shook his willy, put it back in his trousers
and left the toilet. As he walked to the bar he spotted the mystery man.
It was obvious he was having a good time as he had his hand down the
front of another man's trousers. They moved in and kissed passionately.
Frank passed the men, got himself a beer and sat at the end of the bar.
He continued to stare at the man who was familiar. Their eyes met and the
other man physically jumped with fright. His face drew white like a
ghost. He spoke to the man he had been fondling and walked up to Frank.
`You are Frank, aren't you?'
`That's right, and you are...', all of a sudden it clicked. `You are
Adam's dad.'
`Please, you can ruin my life if you speak out. I will lose my job, my
marriage, my entire life.'
`That's a bit dramatic isn't it?' Frank answered.
`Please I beg you, I will do anything. Can I buy your silence? How
much?'
`Dave, that's right isn't it?'
The man nodded.
`Dave, have a look outside the window. You see that new RollsRoyce
there?'
Again he nodded.
`That's my car, do you really think that I'm interested in your money?
Neither am I interested in outing you. Your secret is safe with me. I
will not even mention it to my partner Ben.' As he said that he looked
Dave straight in the eyes.
`I had guessed yes. I behaved like an arse. I'm sorry. Thank you for
your discretion.'
`It's ok, just one question why is your lad not allowed to come on
holiday with his friend? Was it the `gay issue'? Because that ship has
sailed now hasn't it?'
`Adam can come, I shall tell him. Is it ok if he comes over to the house
tomorrow? I will square it with my wife later, that won't take much
because she always wanted him to go.'
Frank downed his pint and got up, he held out his hand and said `I
thought I recognised you but obviously I was mistaken.'
Adam's dad grabbed the outstretched hand and said `thank you so much.'
He turned on heel and walked out of the door.

`Hello darling', I said as Frank walked through the door, `did you get
what you wanted?'
`Yes thanks sweet', he leant in and kissed me passionately.
`You had a drink.'
`Yeah, I stopped off for a beer in a nice little pub.'
`Aden needs picking up soon, are you ok doing that?'
`Yes I only had one pint, I will go after I been for a poo.'
`You want your bottom wiping?'
`No', he laughed, `I will be late if we do things like that.'
Frank rushed to the downstairs loo. Three minutes later he came out.
`Wow super pooper', I joked. `Three minutes for a poo, bottom wipe and
hand wash.'
He grinned put his index finger to his lips and said `I didn't wipe so
didn't have to wash my hands.'
`Ooohh bad boy, I will have to inspect that bottom later.' We kissed
and he was off.

Frank pulled up outside the school a little later just as all the boys
came out. The first he saw were the twins they ran up to the car and were
excited beyond believe. `We are going on holiday all of us soon', they
garbled. When they were excited their sentence structure still left a lot
to be desired. Pete approached the car.
`Hello Frank. I think the little monkeys are quite excited.'
`It sounds like it yes.'
`Such a shame that young Adam can't come though.'
`It is yes, look there is Adam and Aden, let's not make it any
harder.'
It was obvious that Adam had been crying. Aden tried to be strong for his
friend but you could see he was struggling too.
`Get in boys, I will give you a lift home too Adam.'
The boys got in the posh car and Frank pulled away. Both lads were very
subdued on the 10 minute journey to Adam's house.
`Oh dad's in', said Adam as they approached the house. `I bet he's
in a bad mood again. He always is when he is home early.'
`It may not be that bad mate', said Frank
As they pulled up both boys hugged and Adam got out. Frank sat there as
the lad went indoors.
`Why aren't we going?' asked Aden.
`Oh I think something will happen soon.'
`What?'
Frank just tapped the side of his nose.
Next the front door was flung open and Adam was running to the car.
`I'm coming on holiday', he shouted.
`What', shouted his friend, `you are kidding.'
`No it's true, tomorrow morning I'm at yours.'
`That's great news.' Frank said with a huge smile. `We see you in the
morning then.' He gently pulled away from the house.
`Frank?' It came from the back seat.
`Yes buddy.'
`What happened? You knew, didn't you?'
`There's a very wise saying that says `ask no questions tell no
lies', just remember that.' Frank gave a big wink in the rear view
mirror and sped away from the house.

`BEN', Aden shouted as he ran into the house, `ADAM IS COMING ON
HOLIDAY WITH US.'
`Calm down, calm down', I said. `You know he's not allowed to come so
who told you fibs.'
`It's true, ask Frank.'
I looked at my partner, who walked in the door with a very sly grin. `Is
that true?', I asked.
`It appears to be.'
`I wonder what happened there then.'
`I have no idea.'
`He knew Ben, he's fibbing', Aden interrupted.
Frank didn't say anything he just walked away with a mysterious grin on
his lips.

The rest of the afternoon was very busy packing the van and the
RollsRoyce. Peter, Pete and the twins came round to add there things that
had to come. Peter was driving my Mercedes so we had plenty of space. All
that needed to be decided was who was travelling with whom. We discussed
this but thought it would be fairer to wait for Adam to draw lots.

Peter and Pete went home leaving the two Dutch boys with us. It looked
that both parties were quite happy with that arrangement.
As there were three young lads now we decided to put them in our big
queen size bed and Frank and I would sleep in Aden's bed.
I suggested that I would change the bed for them as it was quite dirty
and still damp with wee but Aden poo-pooed that idea, suggesting that
more fluid was to be added that night.

As Frank and I got to bed I started to question him on the series of
events from the day.
`So are you going to tell me what happened?'
`What?'
`Come on, you know what.'
`I have no idea what you mean', he said, grinning broadly.
`Do I have to get the bath brush?', I asked menacingly.
`Ohhh, please sir', he said, pulling his pants down and bending over.
I gave him a playful spank on his bare bottom.
`No, that's not fair, you said the bath brush.'
I walked into the en-suite and grabbed the bath brush.
`No, pussy footing about', he said, `do it like you mean it!'
I sat down and pulled him across my lap. `You asked for it', I said as
I started spanking his bottom with vigour.
`Yes, yes, harder please', he shouted, `I have been naughty.'
Next he spurted an ample load over my willy.
Three faces appeared in the doorway to see what was happening. From the
state of the willies belonging to those faces it was obvious that the
scene was very arousing.
Frank's bottom was showing signs of welts from the force of the brush. I
beckoned the boys over. `Frank needs some cream for his bottom, can you
sort it?'
As one three willies were being rubbed and ample boy cream was deposited
on the burning buttocks. Helping hands helped the cream being spread all
over. Noticing that my willy was still waving about like a one eyed
snake, one of the twins took care of that with his moist little mouth. A
grateful deposit was spurted in the young boy's mouth and none of it was
wasted.
Five people went to bed very happy and satisfied.