Date: Wed, 23 Dec 2020 09:34:18 +0000
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Uncle Will's Houseguest 13

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UNCLE WILL'S HOUSEGUEST

Chapter 13


"We're going to go away for a few days," Will announced during dinner. "I
made a hotel booking while you were with Jean this afternoon."

"Where are we going?" asked Andy.

"To Arles. If we set off by ten, we should easily arrive in time for
lunch," replied Will.

"Okay. What is special about Arles?" I haven't heard of the place," said
Andy.

"Arles was a provincial capital in the days of the Roman Empire," Will
began. "There is a big amphitheatre as well as other Roman structures in
and around the area. It also inspired many painters, including Vincent Van
Gogh. And, being in the heart of Provence, you'll find lots of good food."

"It's not just educational then." Andy smiled. "It should be fun."

"I hope so. I've booked the hotel for three nights and we'll be back in
plenty of time for your birthday dinner on Friday," said Will.

"Do I need to pack swimbriefs?" Andy asked.

"No. There are no beaches and I didn't book a hotel with a swimming pool,"
replied Will. "We won't have time for swimming."

"There had better be time for sex or I'm not going," declared Andy.

Will laughed. "Yes, there will be some time for sex."

***


They set off in good time and Andy removed his t-shirt as soon as they were
on the A8 autoroute. "It's a pity you don't have an open-top car, Uncle
Will," he said. "It would be great on a warm, sunny day like this."

"Perhaps but this car is more practical for all year round driving," said
Will.

Andy soon decided that being on a motorway in France was little different
from the UK and lay back with his eyes closed.

Will was happy to be able to concentrate without Andy chattering away but
after a while he noticed the tent in Andy's shorts. "Are you awake?" he
asked.

"Yes. Just thinking," replied Andy.

"Who or what are you thinking about? Something is making you horny," said
Will.

Andy removed his sunglasses, looked down and then smiled at his uncle. "I
was thinking about a scene in an old porn video and about how I'd enjoy
something similar for my birthday."

"I'm curious. Tell me more," said Will.

"Well, a blond guy - I think his name was Kevin Williams - was naked on a
revolving table, surrounded by four or five men. They took turns fucking
his mouth and his bum," said Andy. "I'd love to be in a position like
that."

"Nice fantasy, Andy, but that's never going to happen," laughed Will.

"I know but it's nice to dream," smiled Andy.

Will thought for a moment and added, "I remember that scene and it's from
the Eighties. I didn't expect you to watch stuff that old."

"I only use free websites and they have a mixture of old and new stuff,"
said Andy.

"We're coming up to Aix-en-Provence," announced Will. "It's another city
with connections to the Romans. We turn off the motorway here."

Less than an hour later they were entering Arles. "We're staying in a hotel
close to the Roman arena and driving is almost impossible in the narrow
streets," said Will. "We will leave the car in a big car park just outside
the old city walls and walk from there." They soon reached the hotel which
actually faced onto the old amphitheatre. "It's not as big as the Colosseum
in Rome but it's substantially complete. We'll go there after lunch."

Check-in at the hotel didn't take long and Andy was soon looking forward to
lunch. "It's a few years since I've been here but I remember lots of lovely
little restaurants around here," said Will.

They found a small family restaurant with a 3-course set lunch which
sounded delicious and took a seat sitting in the shade. The food didn't
disappoint.

Afterwards they walked up the gentle hill to the Roman arena and wandered
around inside. "It's used for concerts and other events now but it's easy
to imagine how things might have been 2,000 years ago," said Will.

"Yes, I agree," said Andy. "Those were brutal times though and it's scary
to think that the Romans got pleasure from watching people being killed in
fights or by wild animals."

On leaving the arena, Andy noticed a man dressed as a Roman solder. He was
standing near a shop offering to take photos of customers dressed in
costumes from the Roman era. "Let's get our photos taken here," said
Andy. "It will be a nice souvenir."

Will wasn't too keen on the idea but Andy persuaded him.  A short time
later they came out of their changing cubicles and laughed at each
other. Andy had chosen to be a Roman slave and his costume resembled a
loose-fitting dress. It was white with red edges and was worn with a belt
and sandals. Will on the other hand looked impressive, dressed fit for
battle with fake armour, boots, helmet and red cape. "You look hot," said
Andy. "I want to get our photo taken with the arena in the background."

A small group gathered to watch as the pair posed for their photos. They
posed alone and then together. The photographer said they could have three
photos together and Andy suggested an informal one to start. They smiled as
they faced the camera with Will having an arm draped around Andy's
shoulders. Andy then wanted one of him kneeling before Will as a slave. In
the final picture, Andy was standing facing Will, looking fearfully up at
him. The photographer counted down, "One, two..." Andy used a hand to lift
the rear of his costume to reveal a naked butt just before the photographer
took the picture.

There was a mixture of fake screams and giggles from the people
watching. Andy grinned at them but Will wasn't happy at what he had
done. He frowned at his nephew and apologised to the small crowd before
going over to the photographer. The man was smiling. "Très
amusant. (Very funny.) It is a good photo, Monsieur," he said.

"He might have enjoyed it but I was embarrassed," Will said as he pushed
Andy into the changing room.

"Sorry. I just thought it would be amusing," said Andy. "You should spank
me."

"I might just do that," Will responded. "Why did you take your underwear
off?"

"I didn't think a pale blue thong was authentic clothing for a Roman
slave," replied Andy.

Will groaned. "Let's get changed and out of here."

They visited the Espace Van Gogh and then the Jardin d'Été
(Summer Garden) on the way back to the hotel. Will was quieter than normal
and Andy realised that his uncle was annoyed at him for removing his
underwear and then showing off his bum earlier. He thought that his uncle
was over-reacting but he wanted to make peace with him. "Uncle Will, I'm
very sorry for embarrassing you earlier. You must punish me," he said.

Will sighed. "Maybe I'm a bit old-fashioned. Nobody else seemed to be
upset."

"I upset you though and you are the one who is important to me," said
Andy. "Spank me and I'll try to be more sensible in future." Will opened
his mouth to say that wouldn't be necessary. "I insist, Uncle Will. I was
wrong not to consider your feelings." He dropped his shorts and pushed his
briefs down. "I'm ready."

Will looked at Andy and remembered how he had been spanked as a child. He
sat down and said, "Okay, bend over my knees."

Andy moved into position and Will caressed the smooth bubble-butt. He
raised his hand and then gently spanked each buttock. He liked seeing them
move because he had hit then and spanked each one again.

"You can hit me much harder than that, Uncle Will," said Andy. "It's meant
to be a punishment."

Will began to hit Andy's bum harder. As it turned pink, he realised that
his nephew had become erect. "Are you stiff?" he asked.

"Yes, sorry. I can't help it," said Andy. "I used to fantasise about
receiving a bare butt spanking from you. I like the idea of you controlling
me, dominating me."

"You're not meant to enjoy a punishment!" Will started to hit Andy's bum
harder. He didn't want to admit it to himself but he was enjoying spanking
his nephew.

Andy began to whimper but, if anything, his cock became harder. Will paused
to slide his hand under Andy. "You're leaking pre-cum and making a mess of
my shorts," he said before spanking Andy hard again.

"Oh! Oh! I'm loving this, Uncle Will," said Andy. "Fuck me! I want you to
fuck me now!"

Will wanted a fuck too. "Bend over the side of the bed," he said as he
pushed Andy off his knees.

Andy fell to the floor and then hurried over to the bed and bent over it
with his legs spread. Will looked at the beautiful, reddened bum and
hurried to unpack his KY jelly. Then he squeezed some onto his fingers
before rubbing it over and into Andy's hole. Andy gasped when a finger
pushed inside and began to finger-fuck him. "More," he begged and was soon
rewarded by having two fingers fucking him!

"You want me to fuck you, eh?" Will asked as he roughly used his fingers to
prepare Andy. "You want something bigger in here?"

"Oh yes! I want your lovely big cock in me," replied Andy. He moaned with a
third finger pushed inside. "That feels good but I need something bigger."

Will pulled out, dropped his shorts and boxer-briefs, and quickly lubed his
throbbing 23 cm (9 inch) cock. Then he got behind Andy and directed his
cock towards the pink pucker. Andy moaned and pushed back against the cock
pressing for entry. Will put a hand over Andy's mouth to stifle his cries
as he gave a more forceful thrust and burst through Andy's sphincter. Then
he pushed again and half his cock was inside the tight hole. Another thrust
was followed by another moan from Andy. "It's all inside you now. That's
what you wanted, isn't it?" Will said as he moved both hands to the teen's
waist and began to move slowly in and out.

"Yes, Uncle Will. This feels so good," replied Andy.

Will pulled almost fully out and then rammed his cock back inside in one
quick thrust. Andy grunted and then said, "Do that again...please!"

Will repeated his action two more times and then began to fuck Andy hard
and fast. Andy was soon pushing back against each thrust, happy to have the
huge cock pounding into him. Both of them were very turned by the wild
fuck.

"I'm going to cum!" Andy warned. "Oh, I'm cumming!" Moments later he began
spunking off in a hands-free eruption.

That took Will over the edge. "I'm cumming too," he cried moments and then
he blasted off, sending volley after volley of hot cum deep into Andy's
hole.

Will hugged Andy from behind as they came back down from their joint
high. "That was fantastic. You need to fuck me like that more often," said
Andy.

"I don't know. I got a bit carried away," responded Will.

"Well, I loved it," Andy sighed. He moaned when his uncle's softening cock
slipped from his hole. As soon as Will stood up, Andy dropped to his knees
and took the slimy cock into his mouth.

"What..." Will looked down, unsure of how to react. He was enjoying the
feel of Andy lips and tongue on his cock but he didn't think this was
appropriate.

Andy looked up and came off the cock. "My duty is to serve your cock," he
said before sucking the cock again. He licked, sucked and then kissed the
cockhead. "Thank you, Uncle Will. I enjoyed that," he said as he stood
up. He hugged his uncle. "I really enjoyed it."

"Yes, well...I suppose we should shower and get changed before we go out
for dinner," said Will. "You go first."

"We could shower together," suggested Andy.

"No, not this time. I need to have a rest." Will sat on the bed and stared
out of the window.

Andy realised that his uncle wanted to be on his own and went off to the
bathroom.

A short time later they strolled past the Roman arena and then paused for a
pre-dinner drink. They chatted easily, with the earlier upset
forgotten. Dinner was enjoyed sitting outside at a restaurant in the Place
du Forum and they ended the day with a cuddle in bed.

***


Andy surprised his uncle with an early morning blowjob and refused to
accept one in return. "Today I will be serving you. Please don't argue," he
told his uncle.

Will read a newspaper in the garden after breakfast and then told Andy,
"We're going on a car journey today. Get your things together."

"Where are we going?" Andy asked as he shoved a few things into his tote
bag.

"Into a wild area, away from the crowds. Take this." Will tossed some
mosquito repellent to Andy.

A short time later Andy saw some road signs and knew where they were
headed. "We're going to the Camargue Natural Reserve! I saw that on a tv
show once and it has black cattle and wild horses...white horses. Oh, and
pink flamingos too," he said excitedly.

"I'm glad you like the idea," smiled Will. "Yes, you should see a lot of
wildlife. Luckily having the car means that we can escape the tourists at
times."

Soon they were approaching Aigues-Mortes. "This is a medieval walled
city. It's not very big and I think you will enjoy a little wander around
it," Will said to Andy.

"What does the name Aigues-Mortes mean?" Andy asked.

"It comes from the Latin and means dead water," explained Will. "All this
water you see around it is salt-water so not drinkable."

They parked the car near the small railway station and then strolled into
the city. Andy was impressed by the circular tower, the Tour de Constance,
which was built in the 13th century but he enjoyed walking along the city
walls more. It was possible to see quite far over the salt marshes and
lakes. He spotted the canal before turning to look over the other side to
watch the tourists meandering past gift shops and restaurants. "Is it too
early for lunch?" he asked.

"I think it is," replied Will. "Let's see if we can buy stuff for a picnic
and we can eat away from the crowds."

They were able to get enough for a satisfying picnic before leaving the
city. They headed east along a narrow road past marshes and lagoons with
hardly another human in sight. Andy was excited to see some black cattle
and white horses roaming free and he took lots of photos. "Look! There are
some guardians -- the local cowboys," cried Will.

When they came to a lake with what seemed like hundreds of flamingos, Andy
said, "This is beautiful. We must stop here for lunch."

Will was more than happy to agree but when Andy peeled of his polo shirt he
said, "Watch out for mosquitoes. They can be a problem in this area."
Luckily they managed to eat their lunch without being bothered by any
flying insects.

They were lying relaxing on the blanket later when Will asked, "Are you
enjoying living in France? I mean, it's been like a long holiday so far but
you will be starting school soon and you're far from all your friends."

Andy sat up and looked at his uncle as if he was mad. "Don't you know I'm
loving every minute of being here? I adore living in Antibes with you...and
not just because of the sex. France is just...I don't know...a wonderful
place to live." Will smiled and Andy went on. "I get emails and texts from
my friends but I can't say I really miss them. They don't know that I'm gay
but here I don't need to hide who I am. And I've got new friends. I've
never been happier."

"I'm pleased that you feel that way," said Will. "There will be changes
when school starts but we will still find time to do fun things together."

Andy smiled and ran a hand up Will's thigh and rested it over the bulge in
his trousers. "I trust `fun things' includes sex."

Will grinned. "I don't think I could give that up."

Andy looked around. "There's nobody within sight. How about some
after-lunch fun?"

"Well, I suppose..." Will didn't get any further before Andy was opening
his trousers and seeking cock. Moments later Will's boxer-briefs were being
pulled down. Will lay back with a smile on his face and allowed Andy to
suck his cock.

A few minutes later Andy sat up and wiped the saliva from his lips. "I want
you to fuck me," he said. "I've never been fucked outdoors."

"We don't have any lube," Will said.

"Yes, we do. I put a tube in my bag," responded Andy. "I may not have been
a Boy Scout but I believe in their motto : Be Prepared."

Will laughed and reached into Andy's bag while the teenager began to strip
off. He then watched Andy. "You must be erect for most of your time awake,"
he joked as the hard-on came into view.

"Not quite. Only when I'm close to a sexy man," retorted Andy. Will just
smiled, pulled Andy towards him and took the stiff young cock into his
mouth. Andy whimpered and held onto his uncle as his cock was roughly
sucked. "Stop or I'll cum!" he cried after only a couple of minutes.

Will sat back and smiled. "Don't you want to cum?"

"I do but only with your cock inside me," replied Andy. "Play with my pussy
and then fuck me. Fuck me doggy-style. That seems appropriate
outdoors. Please, Uncle Will."

"Okay, we'll do it your way," smiled Will. He applied a generous amount of
gel to the pink pucker, rubbed some around the entrance and then used a
finger to push the rest inside.

Andy sighed with pleasure when he was penetrated. "More, please," he
said. "Thank you," he added when another finger was inserted and Will began
to finger-fuck him. He moaned and said, "Nice," after a third finger was
added.

"I think you're ready," Will said a short time later. He pulled his fingers
out and Andy watched over his shoulder as Will greased up his cock.

Andy lowered his head and braced himself when Will moved into position. He
gritted his teeth and pushed back when he felt pressure being
applied. There was only a flash of pain when the cock entered him and so he
relaxed to enjoy the sensation of it sliding deeper. "I love the feeling of
being stuffed," he said when he felt his uncle's pubic area pressing
against his buttocks.

"Hmm, and I love your hot arse," said Will. He kissed the back of Andy's
neck and nibbled an earlobe before he began to move slowly in and out.

Andy looked around as he was being slowly fucked. He could see the
flamingos in the lake in front of him, and a vast expanse of marshes and
golden and green land. There was a tiny white house and some black cattle
in the distance but it was as if nobody existed but him and his uncle. A
warm wind gently blew over him. Pressure on his prostate led to him
dribbling pre-cum and he could feel his cock throb as if he was about to
spunk off but he couldn't speak. The feeling of being fucked in such
surroundings was overwhelming.

"I'm very close. I'm going to cum," warned Will.

"Me too!" Andy suddenly cried before blasting off. Boy-milk jetted from his
cock and splattered all over the blanket.

That triggered Will's eruption. He gasped and sent multiple jets of man-cum
into Andy's tight hole.

They lay side-by-side smiling at each other afterwards before finally
kissing. "That was amazing, Uncle Will. Easily one of the best," said Andy.

"It was pretty good, wasn't it?" grinned Will. He gave Andy another quick
kiss and sat up. "Now we'd better get dressed and continue our tour."


The small town of Saintes-Maries-de-la-Mer was their final stop for the
day. "Why Saint Marys plural?" Andy was curious.

"Relics of Mary Magdalene and two other Marys were said to have landed on
the coast here in the fifteenth century and the town was named after them,"
replied Will. "I don't know what evidence of that exists but artists Van
Gogh and Picasso definitely came here, as did American writer Ernest
Hemingway."

"Okay. The town looks as if it could be used as a historical film set,"
said Andy.

"I believe some movies have been filmed here," responded Will. "Let's go
into the church. It's possible to climb onto the roof and enjoy the views."

Andy didn't think the views were very impressive but he didn't comment. A
short time later they took the road back to Arles.


Most of the third day of the trip was spent in Avignon. "We'll go by
train," Will had told Andy. "The journey only takes about twenty minutes
and it avoids parking problems."

On arrival Will led the way as usual. "I'm taking you to see a famous old
bridge first," he told Andy.

"The one in the song?" Andy smiled and started to sing. "Sur le Pont
d'Avignon, l'on y danse, l'on y danse..."

"Yes, that's the one," said Will. "It's officially the Pont
Saint-Bénézet and the dance referred to in the song was
actually performed `sous' - under the bridge, and not `sur' - on the
bridge."

"I didn't know that but I want to see it," said Andy. He was amused to find
a drawbridge connecting the bridge to a gatehouse on the old city wall. He
peered into the chapel on the second pier of the bridge before walking
along and looking out over the river. "It doesn't go right over to the
other bank," he remarked.

"No. They had problems with the arches collapsing when the River Rhone
flooded so it was abandoned in the seventeenth century," said Will.

"Must be pretty old then," Andy commented. He was told that the stone
bridge was built in the thirteenth century, replacing an older wooden one.

They stopped for an iced coffee before heading to the Palais de Papes.

"The Palace of the Popes," Andy said as he looked up at the impressive
Gothic building. "How long was this their headquarters before they returned
to Rome?"

"I'm not sure of all the dates but construction began here in the middle of
the thirteenth century and the first pope moved in during 1309. They
returned to Rome in 1370," replied Will. "There will be more details
inside."

Will referred to a man in a colourful costume near the entrance. "He's not
a real Swiss Guard."

Andy smiled. "He's got nice legs." Will rolled his eyes and then paid the
entrance fee.

Andy found a lot of things to interest him inside the building but he
couldn't help looking at some of the other visitors as well. He heard
languages from many different countries and saw several nuns. "Do priests
masturbate?" he suddenly asked Will.

"That's an odd question," said Will. "I suppose some must do occasionally
even if they are supposed to refrain."

"Yeah, I think they must. Praying is all very well but they are human. They
must...face temptation," said Andy. "I know I would have to wank if I
wasn't allowed to have real sex."

Will looked around him. "I'm not sure we should be having this conversation
here."

"Sorry." Andy tried not to smile. He turned around and found a stocky,
middle-aged man looking at. "Did he hear what I was saying?" he asked
himself when he saw the man smile and wink at him. Then the man looked him
up and down and Andy realised that he was being checked out. He nudged his
uncle. "That man over there fancies me," he whispered.

"You must be imagining it," Will said as he turned to look.

"No, he smiled at me and I saw him checking me out," Andy said but the man
had already walked away.

"If you say so. Have you seen enough?" Will check his guide book to see if
he had missed anything important.

"Yes. It's time for lunch," replied Andy. "Let's look at those restaurants
we passed in the square with the Hôtel de Ville."

After a leisurely lunch, the pair wandered through some of the narrow
streets in the city centre as they meandered back to the railway
station. They had to wait a little while for a train but Andy was happy to
have an ice cream and people-watch.

They did a little more sightseeing back in Arles and rounded the day off
with a lovely meal at an outside table not far from the Roman arena. Of
course, the day didn't end for Andy until he was fucked to a satisfying
climax.



To be continued