Date: Mon, 12 Oct 2020 09:57:40 +0100 From: Bill Jonners Subject: Uncle Will's Houseguest Can you imagine life without Nifty? Please show your support with contributions to keep the Archive online. You can find out how at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This story is completely fictional. I hope you will enjoy my new story. Please send any comments to colin4men@gmail.com and I will reply as soon as I can. Bill UNCLE WILL'S HOUSEGUEST Chapter 1 "Come on, Will. It's only for twelve months," Ian pleaded. Ian, Will's younger brother, had phoned to say that he and his wife were going on a twelve month long scientific research mission in the Antarctic. "It's a once in a lifetime opportunity," he had told Will. "We just need you to look after Andy for us." Andy was Ian's fourteen year old son. "You know that Mum isn't fit enough to look after him and a year in France would be a great experience for Andy," Ian had said. "He will love the beaches in Antibes." "But is his French good enough for him to cope in a school here?" Will asked. "He's had French lessons at school for two years and he will be coming over at the start of the long summer holiday. Plenty of time for him to improve before he starts at school," replied Ian. "Are you comfortable with him living with a gay man?" Bill tried a different excuse. "You're a teacher, working with kids all the time," said Ian. "Andy has known that you are gay since he was little and he doesn't care. Your sexuality is not a problem." Bill sighed. "Okay, I suppose we could give it a try. Do you want me to fly over and collect him?" "No, that won't be necessary," replied Ian. "He'll soon be fifteen so he's old enough to fly on his own. You just need to pick him up at Nice Airport. I'll email you the flight details when I've booked the flight but it will during the first week of July." "Right, Ian. That fits in well with my summer break," said Will. "I'll get the guest bedroom organised and make enquires about enrolling him in school here." As he ended the call moments later, he wondered how he was going to cope living with a teenager. Freddy laughed when Will told him about having to look after his nephew for a year. Freddy, Will's closest friend, lived along the coast in Saint Raphael. Like Will, he taught English in a local school so they were both used to dealing with teenagers. However neither had ever lived with one. "Maybe Andy is one of the unusual teenagers. One who actually listens to adults and does what they tell him," Freddy teased. "When did you last meet him?" "Must have been almost 18 months ago when I went back to Glasgow for Christmas and New Year," replied Will. "He was well-behaved then." "And he visited you with his parents a few summers ago, didn't he?" said Freddy. "That's right. He slept on the sofa while Ian and his wife had the guest room," Will confirmed. "He would have been eleven, nearly twelve, then and he was no trouble. Perhaps I'm worrying too much." Freddy laughed. "Or maybe not. A teenager is a totally different creature as you well know." Will sighed. "I wonder how Andy feels about coming here. If he's opposed to the idea, things will be a lot worse." "Didn't you ask? Get back onto your brother and find out," suggested Freddy. "I'll give it a day or two," said Will. Will didn't have to phone his brother because he received an email from Andy later that same day. "Hi Uncle Will, I've just heard the good news and I'm looking forward to coming to France. I thought I might be stuck with Granny. I'm much happier knowing that I'll be living with my favourite uncle. I will try not to be a nuisance. Love, Andy x" Will smiled. "Favourite uncle? Only uncle! Still it's a nice message and it's good to know he's pleased about coming here," he said to himself. *** Three weeks later Will looked around his apartment and checked what would be Andy's bedroom one more time. Everything was clean and tidy. "Should be okay," he thought. Then he picked up his car keys and headed down to the apartment block's underground garage. Thirty minutes later he had arrived at Nice airport's Terminal 1. Andy's flight landed on time but Will paced up and down, looking regularly at the door leading into the Arrivals Hall from Customs. "Why do I feel nervous?" Will asked himself. "I'm only meeting my nephew." He checked his watch again, wondering if there was a long queue at passport control. "Uncle Will!" A grinning, dark-haired boy dropped his bags and rushed into Will's arms. "It's good to see. Sorry for taking so long. I think my suitcase was the last to be put on the carousel. Did you come by car?" "Slow down, Andy," smiled Will. "I'm happy that you have arrived safely. You've grown since I last saw you. You're looking good." Andy smiled. "You're looking good too, Uncle Will. You always do." "Let's get your bags. The car park isn't far away." Will picked up the big suitcase and Andy grabbed his carry-on bag. "Are you hungry?" "Excited more than hungry. I had a sandwich on the flight," replied the boy. "I wasn't sure what you'd want for dinner so I thought we'd eat out tonight," said Will. "At an outside table? I love eating outside on holiday," smiled Andy. "Yes, we'll go to a restaurant with outside tables," said Will. "Probably one in Place Nationale in the Old Town. It's not a long walk from my apartment." "Great!" said Andy. They chatted easily on the road to Antibes and soon reached the modern apartment complex where Will lived. Andy hurried out onto the balcony off the living room and looked around at central garden area shared by all the apartments. "I forgot that you had a communal swimming pool," he said when Will joined him on the balcony. "I remember the two beaches though and the big covered market." "We'll go for a walk tomorrow you can get your bearings," smiled Bill. "And you'll see that I have a small table and chairs on the balcony. We can eat outside here when it's just the two of us." "It's going to be great," grinned Andy. "We'll see." Will wasn't convinced. "Come and I'll show you your bedroom. Then you can freshen up and we'll go out for dinner. It's almost seven." "I like having a queen-size bed," Andy said when they reached his room. "Good. The bathroom is directly opposite," said Will. "Do you want to send an email or a text to your mum and dad to let them know you've arrived safely?" "I did that while waiting for my luggage," said Andy. He pulled a clean t-shirt from his suitcase and then took off the shirt he was wearing. "I'll leave you to it," Will said, feeling slightly embarrassed at seeing his nephew topless. "No worries." Andy pushed past Will to get to the bathroom. He didn't close the door so Will heard him piss and then wash himself. Will was looking out the window onto the balcony when Andy joined him. "I feel better now. I was bursting for a pee." "Too much information," laughed Will. "Come on. Let's go." They walked downhill towards the Old Town. "I remember that place," Andy said a few times. "What do you want to eat? Pizza or something more French?" Will asked. "Definitely something French," replied Andy. "Then we'll eat at that restaurant over there. It's one of my favourites," said Will. They were greeted by a smiling older man. "Bonsoir, monsieur. C'est votre fils?" the man said as he showed them to a table." "Non. Mon neveu," replied Will. As soon as they were seated, Andy leaned forward and smiled. "He thought I was your son." "Tu parles bien le français?" Will asked. Andy laughed. "No, just some basic stuff." "The menu is in French. Let me know if there is anything you don't understand," said Will. Andy started reading the menu and then looked up when a young waiter came to the table and asked if they would like to order drinks. "Un petit carafe de vin rouge pour moi," said Will. "Et pour le jeune homme?" the waiter asked. "Un jus d'orange, s'il vous pla"t, smiled Andy. "I'm glad he called me a young man and not a boy," he said to Will after the waiter left. A moment later, he added, "He's very handsome, isn't he?" "You think so? I've seen him a few times but he has never served me before. I didn't think he was anything special," Will replied. He had in fact fantasised about the waiter more than once. Andy smiled. "Look at him more closely when he brings the drinks and tell me if he is your type." Will rolled his eyes and then smiled at his nephew. "What do you want to eat?" "I'd like the `canard' - the duck. I think it says it's cooked in a wood-fired oven," replied Andy. "Can you order it for me and tell the waiter I'd like it just a little pink? I don't know how to say that in French." Will nodded. "I'll do that...and we'll work on improving your French. You'll be fluent by the time you return home." Will checked out the waiter when he returned with the drinks and took the food order. He thought the young man in his early twenties was very handsome. He liked his curly black hair and ready smile. He estimated him to be only slightly shorter than his own 180 cm (5ft 11in) and he liked his slim, athletic build. "You fancy him, don't you?" Andy grinned. "He is okay. I wouldn't kick him out of bed," was all Will said. Andy laughed. "I think he's definitely your type." "He wouldn't be interested in someone as old as me," said Will. "What's your type?" "Maybe that waiter," smiled Andy. The waiter brought some bread to the table at that point and Andy smiled up at him, saying, "Merci." Will didn't know whether Andy was joking about finding the waiter sexually attractive but he decided to change the subject. "My friend Freddy will be visiting us on Saturday. I hope you won't mind being with two old men." "You're not old, Uncle Will. You are good-looking and very fit," said Andy. "Is Freddy like you?" "He is a teacher, yes," replied Will. Andy smiled. "Not another teacher!" He lowered his voice and said, "What I meant was, is he gay too?" "He is. Are you okay with that?" Will replied. Andy tutted. "Of course I am." He paused for a moment and added, "I think...no, I am gay too." "Oh, I didn't know," said Will. "You're the first person I've told," Andy said, looking down at the table. "I'm pleased that you feel able to confide in me," responded Will. "If I can't tell my gay uncle, who can I tell?" Andy smiled at Will. "I can be myself around you. Hopefully I can finally have sex with another guy." "Hold on. You're still underage," said Will. "Only for a few more months," smiled Andy. "Fifteen is the legal age in France. I checked." Will couldn't argue with that. Andy had obviously done his homework. He tried to change the subject again. "What do you want to do tomorrow?" "Go to one of the beaches and check out the hot guys," smiled Andy. "I have bought myself a pair of sexy, low-cut swim-briefs." Will groaned. "My nephew is sex mad." "True. Horny all the time," grinned Andy. When the waiter arrived with the food, Andy smiled at him again. The waiter smiled back and said, "Bon appetit, messieurs" before leaving. Andy leaned forward and whispered, "I wish he wasn't wearing that big apron. I'd like to be able to check out his bulge." "Yeah?" Will had been happy gazing at the waiter's neat little bum. "Yeah, I'm pretty certain I'm a bottom. I think about cocks all the time," said Andy. "I assume you have been looking at porn on the internet," Will said. Andy nodded. "Doesn't everyone?" Will shook his head and said, "Eat up before it gets cold." "Yes, Uncle," smiled Andy. Andy yawned almost as soon as he was back inside the apartment. "You've had a long day and travelling can be tiring," said Will. "I think you should have a shower and go to bed." Andy nodded. "I will email Mum and Dad first and tell them we've been out for a lovely meal. Can you tell me the wi-fi password, please?" "Le mot de passe du wi-fi," said Will. Andy smiled and repeated, "Le mot de passe du wi-fi." "I'll write the password down for you," said Will. Will watched as Andy sent a short email, amazed at the speed of the boy's fingers and thumbs on his phone. Andy shut his phone down, hugged Will and said, "Goodnight, Uncle Will" before going off for a shower. Will waited until the boy was in bed before phoning his friend, Freddy. "I think I was worrying for nothing," Will said. "He's polite and well-behaved. Seems keen to learn French and settle in too." "Give it a few days and then tell if he is still the perfect nephew," said Freddy. Will laughed. "There was one surprise though. He told me that he's gay." "Interesting! Is he cute?" Freddy asked. "He is but you always said you'd never touch a schoolboy," replied Will. "I wouldn't…well, not one of my own. Anyway there is nothing wrong with fantasising," retorted Freddy. "Hmm. Well, you'll meet him on Saturday," said Will. "I'm looking forward to it," Freddy said. "I'll get the train and should be with you about 11.30am." "We'll meet you at the station," said Will. "Goodnight." *** Andy slept late the next morning and was pleased to discover that Will had already been out to buy freshly-made croissants when he entered the kitchen. "Mmm, love the smell of warm croissants. Morning, Uncle," he said. "Good morning, Andy," Will said as he poured his nephew a glass of orange juice. "Would you like tea or coffee?" "Neither, thanks. Just the juice," replied Andy. "Are we still going to the beach?" "Yes, unless you want to do something else," said Will. "No, I still want to go to the beach. The one fewer tourists go to, not the one next to the Old Town," replied Andy. "La Plage de Ponteil it is then," smiled Will. Will kept an eye on his nephew as they walked along the esplanade overlooking the beach. Andy paid no attention to the girls in bikinis or to the few women sunbathing topless but he couldn't take his eyes of the men and the boys around his own age. Having reached a quieter area, they went down the steps onto the sand and spread out their beach towels. Andy removed his t-shirt and shorts and looked around to see if anyone was looking at him in his sexy, low-cut swim-briefs. He was disappointed that nobody was obviously checking him out. When he turned around, he saw Will was now wearing only speedos and said, "Wow! I didn't know you were so well-hung." Will laughed and sat down. He looked Andy up and down and said, "You're not so bad yourself." Andy sat down and pulled his t-shirt onto his lap to hide his growing erection. "I'm pretty average among the boys at school. My old school. But seriously, Uncle Will, you do have a big bulge. How big is it when you're stiff?" "I don't think this is really an appropriate topic of conversation between uncle and nephew," said Will. "Why not? We're both gay and we're living together. We shouldn't have secrets," responded Andy. "You are clearly hung like horse and I just want to know how big it is." Will thought for a moment and then said, "Twenty-three centimetres or nine inches. Satisfied?" "I would be if I had a lover with a cock that size," replied Andy. He licked his lips and added, "Bet it's thick too." Will laughed. "Aye, and so it's much too big for a young virgin like you." "Maybe but I'd love to try taking it." Andy smiled and lifted his t-shirt away from his crotch. "Look at what you have caused." Will glanced at the stiff cock tenting Andy's swim-briefs and then immediately looked away. "Andy! Behave yourself!" he almost shouted. "Sorry, Uncle Will." Andy moved to lie face-down on the towel. "I can't help it. I've always thought you were hot but then seeing that bulge..." Will moved to lie face-down next to Andy. "Sorry. Perhaps I over-reacted. I'm not used to teenage boys displaying themselves like that." "I guess not...and it was stupid of me to do it in such a public place," said Andy. "I don't think anyone else saw it," said Will. Then he smiled at Andy and said, "Even though it is quite big." "I measured it last week and it's 13 cm (5 inches)," Andy said proudly. "Pretty big for a boy your age," smiled Will. Then he remembered what Andy had said moments earlier. "You said you always thought I was hot. Is that true?" "Well, maybe not always," smiled Andy. "But that last time you visited us at Christmas I saw you shirtless and I got a stiffy looking at your hairy chest. I had already started to think I might be gay then." "I see," said Will. "And because you are the only gay man I know, I used to dream about doing stuff with you when I had a wank," Andy said. "That would be wrong, with us being related," said Will. "I know but I still think it's a hot idea, especially now that I know you have a huge cock," grinned Andy. Will laughed. "You're terrible. Anyway I thought you liked that young waiter at the restaurant last night." "I did and I'd be more than happy to have sex with him," said Andy. "However I have a bit of a daddy-complex. Mature men turn me on a lot. I mean...A LOT!" Will shook his head. "You need to get into the sea and cool down." "Agreed. I'd better wait until I lose this erection first," said Andy. Will lifted his head and looked at Andy's cloth-covered bum and decided he'd have to remain lying face-down too. Hearing that his nephew had sexual fantasies about him had given him an erection and seeing his cute little bum had just made him even stiffer. The pair of them managed to avoid the subject of sex for the remainder of their time on the beach. They walked along the edge of the sea, behind the ramparts in the Old Town and then stopped for lunch outside a café. Neither was particularly hungry but they both had omelette-frites. "I'll cook dinner tonight so we'll stop at the supermarket on the way home," Will said as they left the café. "That's fine by me. I remember you cooking some nice dishes on my last visit," said Andy. "You have a good memory. That was three years ago," smiled Will. Andy grinned. "I remember lots of things about times with you. You were always special to me, even before I had sexy thoughts about you." "You shouldn't be having sexy thoughts about me," said Will. "I know but I can't help it," Andy said. "I need to have a wank as soon as we get home now that I know you have such a beautiful big cock." Will wanted to ask what kind of fantasies Andy had about him but he tried to think about what to cook for dinner instead. Andy disappeared to his bedroom as soon as they got home and joined Will in the kitchen, looking a bit red-faced, almost an hour later. "Did you have a nap?" Will asked. Andy laughed. "You know I didn't. I wanked off twice. I came very quickly the first time and was still hard afterwards. So I needed more relief." Will shook his head but said nothing. "Uncle Will, is there a sex shop in Antibes?" "I can think of one in Rue Vauban and there may be others," replied Will. "Why? You're too young to visit a sex shop." "I know that but I'm hoping you will visit one for me," said Andy. "I really need a dildo to prepare myself for a man." Will gasped. "I'm not sure you should be using a dildo." "I could buy a big carrot or maybe a courgette but I thought a dildo would be safer, and of course reusable," said Andy. "I agree that a dildo would be more hygienic but I don't think you should be using anything to...erm, prepare," Will said. "I want sex as soon as possible after my fifteenth birthday, or before if I get the chance," stated Andy. "From what I have read, it could hurt a lot unless I practice with a dildo first. You don't want me to get hurt, do you?" "Of course not," replied Will. "So you will buy a dildo for me? I've got plenty of money to buy one," said Andy. "Money isn't the problem," responded Will. He saw the look of frustration on Andy's face and added, "Let me think about it." Andy smiled and hugged Will. "I know you'll agree. What's for dinner?" "I will need to talk to Freddy about this," Will thought. To be continued