Date: Tue, 19 Mar 2019 16:07:15 +0000 From: Jim B Subject: Moving in with my New Family- Chapter 7 Note: This story contains sexual encounters between family members including adult-youth situations. For those who are uninterested in themes involving incest and intergenerational relationships, please do not read any further. If you like what you read, send me a note and I'll keep providing you with more of Jaime's story. Please consider supporting Nifty with a donation so they can keep publishing high quality original stories. Moving in with my New Family Chapter 7: Jamie's Exploration A couple of days had gone by and Paul still hadn't visited me at night. Our relationship seems completely normal during the day. By that I mean he wasn't ignoring me or treating me poorly. We still joked and hung out, but I really missed our sexual encounters. I guess I was jealous if I have to admit it. I tried to recognize that ours was a fairly new arrangement, and it seems that Paul and John had been engaging in sexual activities for a while. Thursday night of that week, both of the twins were out doing other stuff when I got home. John was the only one home. I came into the house as usual, stopped in the kitchen to drop off my backpack and grab something to drink. A Coke and some chips later, I wandered upstairs. The house was super quiet as I made my way to the bedroom. At the top of the stairs, I heard a faint sound of snoring coming from the master bedroom. I peeked in and saw John sprawled out on the king-size bed in just his boxers. His chest was rhythmically moving up and down with his slow breathing. I stood there somewhat mesmerized, unable to move; instead I stared at John searing every detail of his nearly-naked body into my brain. John was well-built with very little body fat. He didn't have bulging muscles like my new dad, but more of a swimmer's build or gymnast. He had short light-brown hair that he kept shaved almost bald. I'm guessing that he was beginning to lose his hair and decided to get ahead of it. He was lying flat on his back with one arm resting on the pillow next to his face and the other arm draped across his midsection. John's abs were well-defined and the outlines of his "six-pack" were very obvious. I noticed that he had relatively little body hair. His armpits were completely hairless suggesting he shaved. The rest of his body had very little hair naturally. I quietly unbuttoned my pants and slid my hand between my boxer-briefs and the denim of my jeans. I began squeezing my cock while continuing to watch John's beautiful body at rest. My cock was quickly coming to life in my hand. I was somewhat nervous that he would wake up and freak out at my jerking-off while spying on him. With a big sigh, I shook the bulge at my crotch and turning toward my room. I considered continuing my masturbation session once back in my room. Then a wave of courage came over me. I hurriedly took off my shoes and socks. Then, I stripped my shirt off and threw it across the room to the laundry basket, and missed. I tore open the button fly of my jeans and kicked off my pants. I found my breathing quicken while standing in my room in only my boxer-briefs. I headed back to where John was sleeping. I crept into the master bedroom. John didn't seem to have moved even a little bit. John was looking very peaceful as I knelt down beside the bed. I cautiously placed my hand against his boxers. His soft cock was huge and offered just a hint of resistance against the pressure of my fingers. My fingers slipped into the hole in his boxers and hauled his monster cock out into the open. John stirred a little, making me jerk my hand away. "Shit", I thought to myself, "this is fucking crazy." He settled down a little and I went back to lightly stroking his cock and making him stand at attention. John started shifting again. This time, I refused to yield, I was going to see this through no matter what. John's hand reached down and in an attempt to unconsciously shift the equivalent of morning wood. His hand met mine. He then sat up with a start. "What the...?" John asked looking around the room with a confused look. "I-I saw you lying here and..." I began. His startled response threw me for a bit of a loop. "I couldn't help it. I'm sorry. I'm leaving, sorry." "No, you don't need to leave." John offered. "It's just that I wasn't expecting it. To be honest, I certainly wasn't expecting it from you." "What do you mean from ME?" I asked coyly, knowing full well that he might have expected it from his teenaged nephew. "I just meant that I wouldn't think that you were into that kind of thing." I looked at John with a bit of a smile on my face. "You mean, you didn't think I'd be into it like Paul is?" John just stared at me. He clearly didn't know where this conversation was going. I understood. He was an adult and a family member. It was pretty risky what he was doing with Paul and here I am, essentially a stranger holding that knowledge. "Yeah, I saw the two of you the other night in the family room. I actually though that Paul was jerking off and quickly realized that you were there too." "And now, you want your turn?" John asked with a smile. "Yeah, a little bit." I stood up and I was completely boned in my shorts at this point. I tugged at the boxer-briefs and let my stiff cock spring out. By the time I'd completely stepped out of them, John was completely naked and stroking his own hard member. "So, I haven't done this a lot. Just thought you should know." "Don't worry," John began, "we'll do whatever you're comfortable with." And with that he started to rub my nipples. John spent a while playing with my nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Occasionally, he would tongue them and gently blow on them. The cool air kept them erect for him to continue playing with them. His mouth was firmly on my chest with his tongue lapping at my nipples. He reached down and grabbed my cock without pulling off from my chest. I let out a soft moan. "You like that?" John inquired. "Yeah, I really do. I never knew how sensitive my nipples were." I announced. John's hand was just lightly stroking the underside of the head of my dick making it throb with each stroke. John then placed his hands on my hips, moving me away from the bed slightly. He knelt down in front of me and began taking my cock into his mouth. He was very gentle as he tongued around the head without fully retracting my skin. Before long, he my entire penis was engulfed by his mouth. His hands slid around the sides of my thighs and rested one on each cheek of my ass. I let you another soft moan. "Man, it feels like you're gonna pop any second now" John declared. "I'm hoping to get a few moments out of you." "I'll be ok." I replied. "Just keep going." And with that, John gulping his way up and down my cock. Occasionally, he would let it spring out of his mouth so he could run his tongue along my shaft. When he did that, he cupped and gently tugged at my balls. After several moments of that he went back to work on my dick in earnest. Alternating between taking me into his throat and licking on the shaft was sending me into a frenzy. John pushed against my ass to make me thrust my cock deeper and deeper into his mouth. "Oh, fuck. Fuck!" I was not as quiet this time. I was doing everything I could to hold back. I wanted to cum so badly, but also didn't want this to end. He continued to encourage me to fuck his face. My pace was quickening as was my breathing. Just before I was ready to shoot, John pulled off my dick. "I want you to try something", he said while pulling me over to the foot of the bed. He laid down with his head hanging over the edge. He reached up and grabbed my hips again and pulled me toward his upside down face. "Fuck my mouth", he said then opened for me. I stuck my cock into his mouth and began thrusting my hips and forth with a fast rhythm. I wasn't going to last long like this. John was now stroking himself while I continued to bury my cock into his throat. His dick was uncut like mine, and a good size, probably around the same 7 inches the twins were sporting. It was a little bit skinnier, but still thick enough. I had a front row view of John's hand just under the head tugging away, hard. He was producing a massive amount of pre-cum. He was moaning regularly now. His cock was throbbing with each pull of the head. His hand started sliding down his shaft. John's abs were heaving up and down while he just pumped away faster and faster. His moans seemed to turn into near whimpers. John's semen started flying through the air hitting him over and over in the chin. I pulled out of his mouth, and he gasped "No." I returned to my thrusting. I barely re-inserted my dick when my own load exploded out of me. I kept thrusting, pumping my load into his throat. He gulped it down without any effort. Paul still gagged slightly once in a while, but John seemed to be a pro at this, keeping my cock in his mouth through every last pump of my hips and shot of my cum. I was pulling my spent member out of his mouth and John stopped me, again by grabbing my ass and guiding my body closer to his mouth. He hopped off of the bed and went back to his knees, barely missing a beat. He continued gently moving his mouth back and forth on my softening cock. He pulled off of me with such suction as to create a smacking sounds when he reached the end of my dick. John opened his mouth wide and took my whole flaccid cock into his mouth and continued the back and forth movement. At that moment, my dick started coming back to life. His paced quickened just a little as my cock became fully engorged again. John let it slip out of his mouth so that he could lick around my head. He made circles around the base of my head with his tongue ensuring my cock was fully at attention. He continued the well-paced blowjob for another moment before I felt left I was about to dump another load. To my surprise, John slowly pulled off of me again with that amazing suction and smacking that seemed to turn me on even more. And with that, he stood up and backed away from me slightly. "Ok stud," he began. "I think you're all good for now." John was smiling a bit of an evil grin. I was standing there naked, rock hard, with quite a bit of precum and spit dangling from my swollen slit. "Dude, you're really gonna leave me like THIS?" John just stood smiling for a moment before he answered. "Let's just consider this payback for interrupting my nap. Anyway, we don't have long before your brothers get home and I need to clean myself up a little. "Alright...but I'm going to get back at you for this!" I teased and tugged at his soft cock. I'm not sure what came over me to make me so bold as to do that, but it seemed natural in the moment. He bent down and grabbed my underwear and tossed it at me. "As much as I'd like to keep these, you'd better take the evidence with you." I went back down the hall to my room, cock sticking straight out in front of me as I walked. Once behind the door, I finished myself off with minutes and came into the boxers in my hand. Despite my session with John it shot hard and with a good-sized load. With me having just experienced orgasms twice within the past ten minutes, I needed to recover. So, I laid naked on my bed and rested for a short while before the house was full again.