Date: Sat, 3 Jul 2021 13:25:05 +0100
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Uncle Will's Houseguest 42

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UNCLE WILL'S HOUSEGUEST


Chapter 42


Andy was excited as he made his way to Claude's house. He didn't know how
many men the 74-year old retired film director had invited to his dinner
party but he had been told they were all gay. He also knew that his friend,
and Simon's boss, Michel was one of the guests. With Michel out for the
evening, that meant Simon was free to meet up with Andy's Uncle Will, which
in turn meant that Will was happy for Andy to be out for the evening. He
hadn't asked many questions.

Claude greeted Andy warmly with kisses on both cheeks. Andy took the
opportunity to check the man out. They had only met briefly at Michel's
party and contact since then had been by phone. Claude was taller than Andy
at 177 cm (5ft 10in), with grey hair and gold-rimmed glasses. He had a bit
of a belly but Andy thought he looked fit.

"You said you would provide a uniform. Is it a Roman toga as you suggested
at Michel's party?" Andy asked.

Claude smiled. "No but it's something similar. It's a form of chiton, as
worn by the Ancient Greeks. I had it specially made and I think you will
look gorgeous in it. Come - let me show you." Claude led Andy to one of the
bedrooms where the garment was waiting.

Andy picked up the white silk garment and looked at it. "It's quite small,
isn't it?"

"It should be mid-thigh level. Is that too short?" asked Claude.

"No. It's sexy," smiled Andy.

"It fastens at the right shoulder, leaving the other shoulder bare," said
Claude. "You will look very sexy indeed. There is a belt made of the same
material."

"What about underwear?" Andy asked.

"I don't think the Ancient Greeks wore underwear," Claude said with a
smile. "However you can wear something underneath if you wish."

Andy grinned. "I will follow the Ancient Greeks."

"Excellent. I will leave you to shower and get changed," said Claude. He
disappeared before Andy could respond.

Andy stripped, showered and then pulled on the chiton. The garment was
loose-fitting and, after tying the belt around his waist, Andy arranged the
top so that one of his nipples could be seen. He then tugged the bottom
half of the garment up a little to show more of his thighs. When he looked
at himself in the full-length mirror, his cock started to stiffen. "I look
hot. The men are going to be horny when they see me," he said to
himself. He went off to look for Claude and found him in the large
lounge. "How do I look?" he asked.

Claude broke into a huge smile. "You look sexier than any movie actor I
have ever worked with."

Andy smiled. "So you might offer me a role in a movie if you were still
working?"

"I would but you might have to appear in nude scenes." Claude winked.

"I wouldn't object if you thought it was necessary." Andy laughed and
Claude joined in.

"Turn around and let me see how you look from the rear," said Claude.

Andy turned and looked over his shoulder. "Okay?" he asked. Then he lifted
the bottom of the chiton and added, "I'm not wearing underwear."

Claude stared at Andy's pale, well-rounded buttocks with his mouth
open. Then he looked up into Andy's face and smiled. "Perfect!"

Andy grinned and turned back to face Claude. "I'm pleased you approve. I
want to look good for you and your guests."

"Would you allow me to take a photo or two of you as a little souvenir of
this special evening?" asked Claude.

"Yes, but please do not share them with others on the internet," replied
Andy.

Claude agreed to that condition and snapped a few photos with his phone. He
was about to put his phone away when Andy turned, lifted up the rear of the
chiton and said, "Maybe one of this?"

"C'est magnifique!" Claude smiled and took a photo of Andy showing off his
naked bum. Then he zoomed in for a close-up shot. "Thank you, Andy. If I
was thirty years younger, I would be trying to get you into my bed."

"I like you as you are now, Claude. Don't let your age put you off trying
to seduce me." Andy smiled and winked at the man.

Claude laughed. "Don't tease an old man. You couldn't possibly consider sex
with a wrinkly man my age."

"I don't joke about sex, Claude," responded Andy. "I am turned on by the
thought of sex with you. Look!" He lifted the front of the chiton and
revealed his semi-erect cock. As Claude stared at it with an open mouth,
the cock grew to full erection.

"We can't do anything tonight," said Andy. "But if you really are
interested then perhaps you will invite me back another time when it will
just be the two of us."

"How much?" Claude asked.

Andy frowned. "Money? I don't do it for money."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to insult you," Claude said. "It's just that, in
my former profession, everything came with a price. You are so young and
beautiful. It's hard to believe that you might actually want to have sex
with someone as old as me."

Andy shook his head. "Maybe I am unusual but I have always been attracted
to older men." He smiled and went on. "Perhaps I might go more for men in
the forties and fifties but I don't set an age limit. If a man can get an
erection and I like him, then I am willing to have sex with him."

Claude swallowed. "I apologise once again for insulting you. Can we start
again? I really do find you attractive and, yes..." He paused to smile and
pat his crotch. "I am still capable of getting an erection."

Andy smiled. "Yes, fresh start. Tonight I am here to work...to serve and
entertain you and your friends. We will talk about pleasure another time."

"Good. Let me show you the dining room and then I will introduce you to my
cook," said Claude.

Andy found that the table in the dining room had been set out for eight
people. "I will pour the wine," said Claude, "so you only have serve the
food, clear away the empty dishes and then bring the coffee at the end."

"Do you wish me to leave the room while you eat or should I remain in case
anything else is required?" Andy asked.

"Would you mind staying?" Claude smiled. "Your presence would give my
guests something special to admire and perhaps talk about later."

Andy smiled. "I don't mind if they talk about me while I'm present. I like
having men gazing at me, having sexy thoughts about me. It would turn me on
listening to them...assuming of course that they were saying nice things
about me."

"How could they say anything but nice things about you?" Claude asked. "You
are gorgeous!"

Andy laughed. "I think I should meet the cook now."


A short time later the guests started to arrive. Andy waited in the kitchen
with the cook - an elderly but very pleasant woman - while Claude served
pre-dinner drinks.  Soon he received the signal for him to begin
working. There was a small trolley which allowed him to transfer food for
everyone from the kitchen to the dining room at the same time, and the
first course was an old favourite - avocado and prawns.

When Andy wheeled the trolley into the dining room, Claude stood up and
said, "Friends, let me introduce our waiter for this evening. This is Andy,
the young man I told you about earlier. As I mentioned, Andy actually finds
old guys like us sexually attractive. He hopes you will think he's
cute...sexy even. And if you do, you shouldn't hold back in saying what you
think. He gets turned on when he hears men find him attractive. But
please...no touching. Andy is not a money-boy."

Andy smiled at the men, all of whom had been looking at him since he
entered the room. "Bonsoir, messieurs." (Good evening, gentlemen.) He gave
a small bow and then started placing dishes on the table. The only person
he recognised was Michel who smiled at Andy but said nothing.

There was silence at first as the men began eating. "You know Andy, don't
you, Michel?" Claude said to get the conversation started.

"Yes, indeed," replied Michel. "This young Scotsman served at one of my
drinks parties a few weeks ago. He was very efficient. He wasn't wearing
such a sexy outfit then though. I wish I had thought of trying to tempt him
into wearing something revealing like that."

"It doesn't leave much to the imagination," said a bald-headed man sitting
to Michel's right. "I love it. Andy has a body that is too beautiful to
cover with many clothes."

"He is beautiful...like a young Greek god," said a grey-haired man with a
goatee.

"I sense that he isn't wearing underwear," said a third man.

"You could be right," smiled Claude. "Does that upset you?"

"Certainly not!" the third man replied. "It makes his outfit even more
appealing." There were several murmurs of agreement and Andy tried not to
smile.

The conversation turned to the food but Andy saw that most of the men cast
regular glances towards him. The ones who couldn't were directly in front
of him and Andy decided not to stay in one position after serving the
remaining courses.

When Andy started collecting the empty plates and used cutlery, one man
`accidentally' dropped a fork on the floor. He apologised and Andy said,
"It's not a problem, sir. I'll get it." He then bent over to pick the fork
up and gave some of the men a glimpse of his bare bum. He realised what had
happened when he heard a few intakes of breath and someone say, "Quel beau
cul." (What a lovely bum.)

Andy smiled at the men when he straightened up but said nothing. He wasn't
too surprised when one of the men on the other side of the table also
dropped a fork on the floor. He bent down and waited a couple of seconds to
allow the men to see his bum better before picking up the fork. He finished
clearing the table and started wheeling the trolley back to the
kitchen. There was a rapid conversation in French about what had happened
before the door of the dining room closed, and that pleased Andy.

The conversation stopped when Andy returned with the main course - seared
duck breast with a honey glaze and a selection of vegetables. There were
lots of smiles at Andy as he presented each guest with the food and he
smiled back. He wondered how many of those present were, or had been, in
the film industry like Claude. When one man gave him what could be
described as a dirty leer, Andy winked at him. The man immediately started
coughing. "Oh dear. Can I get you some water, sir?" Andy asked as
innocently as he could. The man shook his head and waved Andy away.

As Andy watched the men eating, the look and smell of the food made him
wish he could have some too. He regretted not having had a bigger snack
before leaving home. He topped up the bread baskets and refilled the water
jugs when necessary. Apart from receiving smiles, a hand occasionally
brushed against him.

When it came to clearing away this time, Andy had to bend over four times
to pick up items which had `accidentally' dropped to the floor. He just
smiled and let the men have their fun. He stood just outside the dining
room door before heading back to kitchen to listen to their comments. He
smiled when he heard one man say, "N'est-ce pas beau? Je voulais le
toucher." (Isn't it beautiful? I wanted to touch it.)

"They really like my bum," he said to himself as he wheeled the trolley to
the kitchen. "I wonder if I can find a way to show them my cock."


The wine was beginning to take effect when Andy served the dessert - a plum
tarte tatin. Several of the men touched his arm and one, unseen by Claude,
touched him just above the knee. Andy just smiled and carried on
serving. There were some cheeses on the trolley for those who wanted to
round off the meal with a cheese course and Claude told Andy that the men
would help themselves. "You take a break now," Claude said. "Cook will have
saved you some food."

Andy was a little reluctant to leave the party but he was hungry. He left
for the kitchen to calls of "À bientôt". (See you soon.)

Andy wolfed down a plate of duck breast and vegetables and then some tarte
tatin with cream. When he went to the bathroom to freshen up afterwards, he
wondered how he might show his body off to Claude and his guests. "Should I
pretend to fall and pull the bottom of the chiton up to show them my cock
and balls, and then roll over to let them see my bum? No, they might think
I've been injured and some might not see everything anyway if I'm on the
floor." Then he started playing with the fastening on the shoulder. He hit
it sharply and it opened, allowing the top of the chiton to fall down. "If
it didn't have a belt around the waist, it would fall to the floor," he
said to himself. He looked into the mirror and smiled.

A short time later Andy took coffee into the dining room. Claude was
already offering brandy and liqueurs. Andy poured coffee and when he
reached Claude he whispered, "I hope it doesn't spoil the look you wanted
but I felt more comfortable without the belt after the meal cook served
me."

Claude looked Andy up and down. "No, you still look incredibly sexy."

Andy smiled and went to stand at the back of the room, ready to refill
coffee cups as required. His cock stiffened as he thought about what he
planned to do.

To his delight, Claude helped Andy to get the attention of all the men at
the same time by standing up and asking the men to thank Andy for being a
wonderful, very sexy waiter. The men turned to smile at Andy and applaud
him. Andy put a hand on his chest, smiled and bowed. Then, when he
straightened up, he quickly hit the shoulder fastening. The silk garment
fell to the floor, leaving Andy naked and displaying a rock-hard erection.

Instead of covering his genitals with his hands as most guys would have
done, Andy brought one hand to his mouth and left the other by his
side. The guests whooped and cheered at seeing Andy naked.

Satisfied that nobody had been offended, Andy smiled at the
men. "Aimez-vous me voir nu? (Do you like seeing me naked?)

Cries of "oui" and "mais oui" (`yes' and `of course') filled the room.

Andy turned to let the men see his bum and looked over his shoulder at
them. "Pensez-vous que je suis sexy?" (Do you think I'm sexy?)

The cries of approval were louder this time. Andy noticed Michel sitting
with a big smile and winked at him. Then he walked over to Claude and
asked, "Do you mind if I remain naked?"

"Not at all," smiled Claude. "However I have to warn you it might be
impossible for my guests to keep their hands off your beautiful bum."

Andy looked around the room and smiled at the men. "I would be happy being
touched by these sexy men." Most of the men understood English so there
were many big smiles, and no doubt quite a few hidden erections in the
room.

"Okay, feel free to remain naked," said Claude.

Andy turned back to the men. "Does anyone want more coffee?" Every man
raised a hand.

Every man, apart from Claude, touched Andy while he refilled their coffee
cups. Most of the men caressed his bum but one cupped his balls before Andy
pulled away. Andy served Michel last and there were several gasps when he
wrapped his fingers around Andy's cock and gently wanked it. "It's nice
seeing this beauty again," Michel said to Andy.

Andy smiled as he remembered how reluctant Michel had been to touch him
before. Then he looked around the room and found that all of the men were
watching Michel playing with his cock. This excited him but he didn't want
to give the men the wrong impression. "You are my friend, Michel. Only you
can touch me there."

There were a few groans from men who had wanted to take hold of Andy's
cock. Andy looked around the room and smiled. "Sorry, gentlemen. You will
just have to imagine what you could do if I was your friend," he
said. "Now, if you have finished, my duties are over. I will leave you to
enjoy the rest of the evening together."

Claude nodded his agreement and the others thanked Andy and wished him
well. Claude followed the naked Andy out into the hall and into the room
where he had left his own clothes. "I hope you don't mind me leaving now. I
was hired to act as a waiter for the meal only and I didn't want to give
into temptation and allow all the men do sexy stuff with me."

"It's perfectly okay," said Claude. "My guests got a bigger thrill than I
imagined by seeing you fully naked. It would be wrong to go further. You
get dressed and I'll fetch your money."

By the time Claude returned with Andy's earnings, the teenager was fully
dressed. "Thank you, Claude. I had fun this evening," Andy said as he
stuffed the envelope of Euros into his pocket. "I look forward to seeing
you again sometime soon. Just the two of us."

"You were serious about having sex with me?" Claude asked.

Andy smiled. "Yes, I like you." He groped for the man's semi-hard
cock. "You do want to fuck me, don't you?"

"Oh, yes. Very much," replied Claude.

"My uncle will be playing poker with some friends next Friday," said
Andy. "I could come for dinner and some fun with you then if you're free."

"If I have something else in my diary, I will cancel it," smiled
Claude. "Nothing could be better than an evening with you."

Andy smiled, kissed Claude's cheek and said, "I will phone to confirm on
Thursday."

Claude felt like he was floating on air when he returned to his guests.

***


Andy heard noises of love-making coming from the bedroom when he reached
home. He was horny after the events at Claude's house so he stripped off
and entered the bedroom. There he found Simon being fucked by his Uncle
Will in the missionary position. "Room in the bed for one more?" he asked.

"Let me suck your cock," said Simon.

Andy jumped onto the bed and straddled Simon. "Take it," he said as he
pushed his stiff cock into Simon's open mouth. "But I want your cock in my
pussy in a few minutes."

Will reached out and spanked Andy's bum. "Don't be so pushy. You say you're
a total bottom so you should learn to serve and not demand."

Andy turned his head to look at his uncle and said, "Sorry." However he was
smiling when he turned back to Simon and said, "Please, Simon. I want to
offer you my pussy. Will you fuck me?"

Simon smiled back at Andy and said, "Yes, if your uncle approves." He
looked up at Will said, "I fancy being the meat in the sandwich. I'd love
you to fuck me while I'm fucking Andy."

Will sighed but he already knew that Andy would get what he wanted. He
eased his cock from Simon's hot hole and said, "Okay."

"We'd better get you prepared," Simon told Andy.

Andy moved off Simon and pulled his legs back as he lay down. "My pussy is
all yours." Simon attacked the teen's rosebud with his tongue while Will
fetched the KY jelly.

Will winked at Andy when he squirted some lube on Simon's fingers and then
watched as Simon rubbed it over and into the teen's hole. "Fuck him with
your fingers," he urged. He smiled as he saw Simon ease two greased fingers
into Andy and then begin to finger-fuck him. "Is he tight?" he asked.

"Tight and hot," replied Simon.

"Let me feel," said Will. Then to Simon's amazement Will pushed a thick
greased finger into his nephew's hole.

"That feels good, Uncle Will," said Andy. "I have fantasised about you
fucking me." That resulted in a deep intake of breath by Simon who had no
idea that Andy and Will had been having sex for a few months.

"You couldn't take my big dick but you can enjoy Simon's," Will said,
winking once more at Andy. He turned to Simon and said, "I think he's
ready."

"On your hands and knees," Simon told Andy.

Andy scampered into position and prepared himself to be skewered by Simon's
20 cm (8 inch) cock. He moaned softly and pushed back as soon as felt the
big cock pressing for entry. Will watched as the cock entered Andy and then
slid all the way in. Simon thrust slowly in and out a few times and then
Will applied more lube to his own cock. "I'm coming in," he told Simon.

Simon stopped moving to allow Will to penetrate him. He winced slightly on
entry and then smiled down at Andy when he felt the boy's arse muscles
squeeze his cock. Soon Will had his 23 cm (9 inch) cock balls-deep in
Simon. Simon turned his head to kiss Will and then they began moving slowly
in unison, with Will fucking Simon and Simon fucking Andy.

Simon reached under Andy to take hold of the stiff boy-cock as the action
speeded up. "This feels great," said Andy. "It's almost as if you are both
fucking me." He closed his eyes and tried to imagine being fucked at both
ends by them. "If only that was possible," he said to himself as he pumped
out more pre-cum.

Will and Simon had been fairly close to cumming before Andy joined them and
it didn't take long before they were close to the edge again. "I'm getting
close," warned Simon.

"Me too," said Andy and Will at almost the same time.

The fucking became faster and more furious. Andy and Simon moaned as their
prostates took a battering. Then Andy gasped and started spunking off. This
triggered Simon's eruption and then Will came moments later. Bodies
shuddered as they pumped out masses of cum.

Simon fell forward onto Andy. Will almost followed him but he was able to
pull out of Simon and stop crushing Andy. "Are you okay?" he asked his
nephew.

"I'm fine," smiled Andy. "It feels good having Simon on top of me. But cum
is dribbling from your cock. Please let me taste it."

Not thinking about what Simon might think, Will moved to present his cock
to Andy. Andy took the cock into his mouth to suck and lick clean. Then he
bent forward to swallow the whole of the huge cock. "Wow!" said a wide-eyed
Simon.

"I shouldn't have done that," Will said, pulling away from Andy. He got out
of bed before looking at Simon and was surprised to see him smiling rather
than looking disgusted when he looked up.

"It was actually quite hot to see that," said Simon.

"I liked it too," said Andy. "I want to suck your cock again."

"It was a mistake," said Will. He wasn't ready to have sex with his nephew
in front of Simon. He reached for his bathrobe and told Simon he should
shower first.

Simon eased himself out of Andy and then kissed him. "Thanks, Andy. That
was great." He gave Will a kiss before leaving for the bathroom.

Will sat down beside Andy and whispered, "That was a stupid mistake. We
can't have anyone else knowing that you and I have sex."

"I got the impression that Simon liked the idea," responded Andy. "And I'm
sure we can trust him."

"Maybe but the fewer people who know the better," said Will.

"Let's see what Simon says when he has had time to think about it," said
Andy. "If he is turned on by the thought of us having sex, perhaps we can
pretend that we haven't done it before but we're willing to
experiment. Just think how hot real threesomes with Simon could be. You
could take turns fucking us and you could both fuck me at the same time -
one fucking my mouth while the other fucks my pussy. I love it when we
occasionally have threesomes with Freddy."

"I don't think..."

Andy interrupted his uncle. "Don't dismiss the idea. Let Simon think about
and then see what he says."

"Okay," smiled Will. "You jump in the shower while I say goodbye to Simon."

Andy kissed Will and then quickly pulled away when he heard the bathroom
door open. He smiled at Simon when he entered the bedroom and then stood
up. "I will leave you two lovebirds to say goodbye while I have my
shower. See you soon, Simon." He gave Simon a kiss and left the room.

"Sorry about...what happened earlier. I didn't mean to embarrass you," Will
said to Simon.

Simon smiled. "I was surprised, not embarrassed. It's really nice that you
two are so close."

"Well, Andy and I are close but you're my boyfriend. You're the only one I
should be having sex with," responded Will.

"I'm still having sex with Andy occasionally and you don't object to that,"
said Simon.

Will nodded. "That's because you and Andy are both young and always
horny. Anyway let's try to forget what happened." He pulled Simon close for
a long passionate kiss then smiled, "When will I see you again?"

"I will phone and let you know when I'm free," smiled Simon.



To be continued