Date: Sat, 30 Apr 2016 21:43:03 +0000 (UTC)
From: Db Byron <db.byron@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boys Will Be Boys Part Ten M/b Incest

DISCLAIMER: The following story contains descriptions of sexual activity
between men and minors, especially boys. If you are under 18 years of age,
READ NO FURTHER. If you are morally opposed to sexually explicit fiction
involving minors, READ NO FURTHER. The following story is fantasy only and
was written for the author's private enjoyment. Others have convinced me to
share... This fiction is not intended to contribute in any way to illegal
actions by the reader, nor is it intended to contribute in any way to
harmful acts toward children.

All events portrayed are fictional, if you like what you've read, write me
at db.byron@yahoo.com. Additional parts to this story depend on feedback,
so, be sure to write if you liked it!

The Nifty Archive has welcomed thousands of open-minded men to indulge in
their hottest and darkest fantasies.  Anything is possible in a story.  But
making those stories available is only possible with help from you.  So
curl up with an erotic tale.  Let it take you to the edge of ecstasy and
back again.  Then take a moment and donate.

http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html

-

Chapter Nine: "Boys Will Be Boys"

In the earlier morning hours, I found myself awakened by the commotion of
someone getting into bed with me and my little Nephew Jacob.

Before I could open my eyes to see who it was, I felt Jacob roll over and a
ask, "Grandpa?"

That was followed by the deep and familiar voice of my dad as he whispered,
"Shh...  Don't wake your Uncle."

After hearing that, I opened my eyes as I laid there on my back with my
head sticking out over the covers and saw my Nephew laying on his side,
beside me with his Grandpa scooting his way up behind him in a spooning
position.  Both were naked and on top of the covers, so I could see them
clearly in the soft glow of the lamp on my nightstand.

Jacob had his eyes focused ahead of him and hadn't noticed that I was
awake, so I laid perfectly still and watched them as the man put his hairy
arm around the boy and snuggled up close to him from behind.

Then I heard my dad whisper, "Did he fuck you good last night?"

An my Nephew whispered back, "Yup, real good."

"Mmmmm, good then you're ready 'cause I'm going in dry."  His Grandpa
whispered.

Then Jacob gasped as his Grandpa's beer can thick 6.5" cut cock made it's
way between his tiny hairless cheeks and began to invade his waiting hole,
"Ohhh!  Grandpa!"

"Shh!  Quiet now.  Just take it.  I won't be long."  The man whispered,
"Grandpa needs to get his rocks off up in your pussy."

That was followed by the sound of whimpers as Jacob surrendered his hole to
his Grandpa and allowed the old dirty fucker to get balls deep inside him.
I watched as the boy's hands clawed at the blankets, while his whimpers
turned to soft crying.  With that came slow rocking of the bed as my Dad
began to trust in and out of the boy's tender young boy pussy.  The sound
of heavy breathing and the creaking of the bed filled the room and without
me giving it any thought, my own 8" cut cock rose to attention beneath the
covers.  An I glanced down at it as it formed a tent below my waist.

"Oh, oh, oh shit.  Oh, Grandpa.  Ohhmmm!"  Jacob cried softly and his
Grandpa replied in kind by whispering, "Mmmmm, yeah Grandpa's fucking your
little pussy.  You love this big cock up there, don'tcha boy?"

To which Jacob replied, "It hurts so good.  Ohhhmmm!"

"Hurt'n ya just right, huh?"  My Dad asked.

An Jacob cried."Oh yeah!  Ohhmm!  Shitttttt!"

"Good boy.  Get your leg up and let me pound on it."  My Dad said and I
watched as Jacob lifted one leg in the air for him.

That's when the bed really started to rock and creak as the man picked up
his pace and really went to town on his Grandson's butt.  I could hear my
Dad's heavy, hairy bull balls as they slapped against the boy's butt cheeks
and it made my taint twitch with excitement.  I knew from the sound of it,
that my Nephew was getting himself a good early morning fucking and being
so close to the action made my cock ache.

Soon I felt my precum dribbling onto my stomach from my throbbing hard cock
and reached my hand down to grip the base of my shaft.  Of course as soon
as I did that, Jacob looked up and our eyes met.  I smiled at him and he
smiled back through his tears.

With his tear filled eyes now trained on mine my Nephew cried, "Ohhh!
Ahhhmmm!  Rape me, Grandpa!"

Naturally, that sent the old man into a fit of piston-like-fucking and the
boy had to hold onto the blankets for dear life as his rear end got tore
up.

"Mmmmm!  Ohhh!  Ohhhmmm!  Jacob, you fucking little whore!"  My Dad groaned
and tears of pain/pleasure streamed from the boy's eyes.

"Ahhhhmmm!  Ahhh!  Ohhhh!  Ohhhmmmm!"  Jacob cried and sobbed as he succumb
to the mercy of his Grandpa's raging hard cock.

Seeing all this, I couldn't stop myself from jacking off and before long, I
was stroking my length to the rhythm of their fucking.  Unfortunately, it
wasn't a very long session; Because the next thing I knew, I heard the
grunts and groans of a man in the grips of a powerful orgasm.

"Take it whore!  Take your Grandpa's nut!  Auuuggghhhmmmm!!!!"  The man
growled as he slammed his big cock up the boy's butt and planted his seed
deep.

The bed shook one final hard time and I knew my Dad's load was being well
received by my little Nephew.  I don't think the man even took a minute to
relax and enjoy it though, before I felt him crawling back out of the bed,
leaving the boy there with a hole dripping full of fresh man seed.  An in
the very same instant, I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep again.

"Thanks, boy.  I needed that."  I heard my Dad say, before he quietly
slipped back out of the room.

He closed the door behind him.  At which point, I opened my eyes and turned
to my Nephew.  He was laying there on his side, crying softly but he looked
at me and I winked at him.  That's when he threw the covers off of me and
crawled up on top of me, straddling my waist.

Before I could say a word, he sat himself right down on my throbbing hard
cock and I felt my Dad's cum welcome me inside him.

"Mmmmmmmm!  Oh fuck!"  I moaned as I felt his lovely hole grip my shaft and
he slid all the way down on it.

Then he leaned down to me and I put my arms around him; He stared into my
eyes and cried the words I loved to hear, "Hurt me, Uncle James.  Hurt me
bad.  Up my butt."

"Yeah?  How bad you want me to hurt it, kiddo?"  I asked.

"Real bad.  Bust it.  Break it.  Rip it.  Tear it."  Those words sent
shivers down to my taint and I grabbed him tight by his hips.

Then he laid his head on my chest and I bounced his little butt up and down
on my length, while meeting each bounce with a trust, slamming my balls
against him and drilling his hole with my cock.

"Ahhh!  Ahhhh!  Ahhhmmm!"  He cried out with each thrust and together we
fucked in the cum of his Grandpa.

My shaft slid in and out of him, slick with the man's freshly dumped load
and squished out around the lips of his puffy rosebud hole.  The boy was at
my mercy and he was begging to be used rough by his man, just as a good
little gay boy should.  So naturally I had to fuck him as hard as I could
to make my young lover happy.

He took my morning wood like a champ and soon he had my balls slapping
against him to the rhythm of our fucking.  The bed rocked and creaked to
the motion of our early morning love-making and I even started working up a
bit of a sweat.

"Ohhhmmm!  Ohhhh, Uncle James!"  He cried, "Fuck me, Uncle James!  Fuck me
hard!"

"Yeah, Mmmmm!  I'm gonna rip it good for you.  Mmmmmmm!"  I moaned and
pounded his little boy pussy something fierce.

Of course, despite me pummeling him like that in actuality I was far from
actually ripping him.  By this point after having had his eager young anus
abused so hard and so often, my Nephew's puffy hole was very accommodating
and stretched nicely for me to fuck.  That fact might have turned off other
boy-lovers but for me, I personally loved the way his hole moved in and out
with each of my thrusts.  So much so, that I got great pleasure in running
my fingers around his opening as I pounded it.

The tender red rim of his rosebud hole moved back and forth and I rubbed my
Dad's cum around it to keep it lubed.

"Fuck, I love your puffy pussy lips."  I said to him and Jacob raised his
head up.

He smiled threw his tears and I kissed him passionately.  My tongue entered
his mouth and at that very some moment, I released my load of morning cum
up inside him.

"MMMMMMMMMM!"  I moaned but kept our lips together the entire time as I
filled him with my seed.

I could feel my cum leak out around his hole as I rubbed my fingers through
it.  I must have done that for a good couple of minutes, while I waited for
my cock to go soft and in the mean time we kept kissing.

It wasn't until I'd finished breeding him and I'd gone flaccid, that I
finally broke our kiss and said, "Come up here and sit on my face."

Then without skipping a beat, he crawled up over me and squatted over my
face.  An that's where I turned my attention to eating the fresh cream pie
from his hungry boy pussy hole.  I was in just the right mood for it and
after he'd revealed through his own storytelling, that he thought the black
men in his life did a great job of eating him out; I felt obligated to
proving to him, that his Uncle was just as good or better than them at it.

I grabbed hold of his little hairless ass and dove my tongue in deep, until
my nose was all up against his rim.  Then I sucked and nibbled on his
rosebud, until his knees began to shake.

"Ohhh!  Ohhh!  Ohhhh shit!"  He cried out in pleasure and I knew I had him,
"You're eating my pussy!  Ohhhh!  My boy pussy!  Uncle James!  Ohhhh!"

An I relished every second hearing him crying my name in pure ecstasy.  I
had him shivering, shaking, squirming and crying out for me.  But even
then, I wasn't done and with his opening in my face, I could see my chance
to take things further still.

I moved a hand to hole and with my tube lapping up the cum and ass juices,
I eased several fingers up inside him.

"Ohhh!  Ohhhh!  What are you doing!?  Ohhh shitttt!"  He cried out as four
fingers eased their way up inside him, stretching his puffy hole out real
wide.

"I'm taking care of my boy."  I said between licks, "Just relax and give
Uncle James your pussy."

I could tell he was a little nervous and maybe even a bit scared but he
held onto the headboard and kept his hot little hole hovering over my face,
while I worked my fingers in deep.  Then as I pulled them out and began to
work his hole, I used my other hand to gently smack the puffy rim of his
rosebud.

'Smack, Smack, Smack'

"Ahhhmmm!  Ahhhmmm!!  Ahhhmmmm!"  He cried but he knew he was safe.

He was just having his limits stretched and it was a little mind blowing
for him.  However, I could tell from his reaction that he was due for it
and if I had anything to say about it, he would welcome more of it in the
future.

"I think I might have to start fisting you sometimes."  I said, "What you
think about that, huh kiddo?"

"I don't know.  Ohhhmmm!  I don't know."  He cried and shivered.

"Well, you just think on it.  No rush."  I said and slowly eased my fingers
out of his hole, before giving him one last good lick across his opening.

After which, he crawled down and laid beside me.  An that's when I noticed
that his little boy cock was hard as a rock.

I cupped it in my hand as spooned up behind him and said, "Oh fuck yeah.
You loved that, didn't ya?"

He smiled ear to ear and I knew he was coming around to the idea with a
quickness.  But I could also sense hesitation from him and thought that he
might have been worried about what his Daddy or Grandpa might think.

So I kissed his ear and whispered, "If you like it, then we'll just keep it
between us.  It'll be our little secret."

That seemed to relief him of some of his worries and gave my the
reassurance I needed to with making my sweet little gay Nephew happy.  With
one hand molesting his little boy cock, I reached my other hand behind him
and shoved some fingers up his boy pussy.

An again he cried and shivered with pleasure, "Ahhmmm!  Ohhmmmmm!"

Then I began to finger him fast as I played with his little boy cock.  It
didn't take much of that to send the little guy into a fit of twitching and
his entire body tensed up as he succumbed to the grip of a powerful dry
orgasm.

"That's it.  Mmmmm.  That's it right there."  I said as I took him to and
over the edge of his orgasm.

Not once, twice or even three times but a total of six waves washed over
his body, until he was trembling in the aftermath as he laid there beside
me.  He was at a loss for words but his body was saying a mouth full.  He
laid there in the bed and I moved my hands away, leaving him awestruck and
shivering.

Now I don't know about you but after all that, I couldn't think of a better
way to start the day.  We were both wide awake, bright-eyed and
bushy-tailed and ready to see what the day had in store for us; Which was a
really good thing, because as it would turn out, we were about to spend a
big part of that day running around with Mark and Pup.

You see even before I had, had the chance to get out of bed there came a
knock on the door.  Jacob was still speechless, so I called out to the
person on the other side and told them to come in.  That's when the door
opened and Pup came crawling into the room with a $5 bill clenched in his
teeth.

The boy had been staying with us for a few days, while his Master Bruno
visited with his Sister; Who was presumably in a hospital up north and on
her deathbed.  The woman was also Pup's biological Mother, which Bruno had
rescued the boy from some years ago.  An in-spite of that, the man refused
to allow the boy to see her again.  That might have sounded unusually cruel
given the woman's condition but my Brother knew the details behind the
man's decision and assured us, that it was for the best that Pup stay with
us until Bruno returned.

That said as he crawled across the floor and over to my bed, I looked over
the side of the bed at him and asked, "Hey, what you got there?"

Of course, the boy who never spoke maintained his silence as he clawed his
way up onto the bed to join Jacob and I.  Once there he took the money out
of his mouth and smiled at me as if I should have known what he wanted he
wanted to do with it but I honestly had no clue what he was trying to tell
me.

Thankfully, right about this time Mark came walking in and explained to us,
that the boy had been visited by the tooth-fairy in the night.  I'd heard
that Pup had lost a tooth the other day at lunch but I didn't expect Mark
to give him money for it.  Because you know, that's how that sort of thing
works right?  There is no tooth-fairy.  It's just us adults telling kids a
perpetual lie, in order to keep them believing in magic and fairy tales.

Not that, that's a bad thing.  It's just as silly as telling them Santa
Claus is real but hey, if it makes them happy and gives them something to
look forward to, than what's the harm right?  Anyway, what was I saying...
Oh yes, Mark had kept his promise to Bruno and kept the fairy tale going;
By slipping a $5 bill under the boy's pillow while he slept.  An now as
Mark had to explain to us, Pup wanted to spend it on something.

Unfortunately, none of us spoke Pup's special language and so then came the
task of getting him to reveal his purchase plans to us.  That however,
turned into a guessing game between Mark, Jacob and I; As we each spouted
out places to shop and things he could buy for that amount of money.  Pup
seemed to find this interaction amusing and before long, we couldn't figure
out if he was really interested in going shopping or if he was just loving
the three of us centering all of our attention on him.

You see, he'd bark or growl to indicate 'yes or no' in response to each
suggestion but after some time had passed, we still had no idea what the
hell he wanted to do and everything we said made him bark.  I was just
getting ready to give up, when I heard my cellphone ring.  It was setting
on my dresser next to my wallet and car keys, so I got up from the bed and
went to answer it.

As luck would have it, I'd received a text message from Bruno intended for
Pup.  It read, 'Did you get a visit from the tooth-fairy last night?'
Clearly indicating that Bruno knew the boy had lost a tooth and was going
to be paid by Mark for it.  I thought about answering the man back myself
but felt that wouldn't be the right thing to do, so I handed the phone to
Pup and let him text him back.

He took hold of it and happily began texting his Master, while the rest of
us got out of bed and dressed.  By the time Jacob, Mark and I, had gotten
our clothes on; The boy had informed Bruno of his new found money and
between the two of them, they'd decided on what he should spend it on.

However, it wasn't until I'd returned to the bed and retrieved my phone,
that I was able to read the transcript of their conversation and learned
that the boy wanted to buy Mark a thank you card.  It seemed like such a
kind and selfless act coming from such a sweet little boy, that I felt it
only right to pitch in a few more dollars.  That way he could get the card
as well as buy himself something nice.

So while Mark took him back to his room to get dressed, I rifled through my
wallet and pulled out two $10 bills.  I handed one to Jacob, since I knew
if I didn't he'd probably get jealous.  An he got all excited as he placed
it in the front pocket of his jeans.

Meanwhile, I placed my wallet in my back pocket and the remaining $10 bill
got slipped into my front pocket, along with my car keys.  Then Jacob and I
left our room and joined Alex and my Dad in the kitchen.  The two of them
were still naked and eating breakfast at the kitchen table.  I wasn't very
hungry, so I didn't sit down to eat but Jacob did.  He made a small bowl of
cereal and sat down to eat, while we waited for Pup and Mark to come in.

A short time later, they finally joined the rest of us and we saw Pup all
dressed up for the first time in forever.  He was wearing some jeans with a
shirt and what looked like a new pair of shoes.  I thought it odd that a
boy who never wore clothes would have such nice new things to wear but Mark
said that they weren't new but rather just seldom used and that made sense.

After all, our boys had clothes that looked fairly new since they almost
never wore then.  So I could understood why a boy who lived his life as a
puppy would have clothes just as well kept or better.  In fact, it was
fascinating just how animal-like the boy really was.  This became very
apparent when Mark pulled the boy up a chair at the table and fixed him a
bowl of cereal to eat.  Pup looked at the frosted wheat with curious eyes
as he examined the bowl closely.

At first it looked as though he wasn't sure how to eat it but after a few
moments, he finally reached into the bowl with his fingers and plucked out
the pieces of cereal.  That's when we learned, that he didn't much care for
milk on his cereal.  So given this revelation, Mark fixed a second bowl of
dry cereal for Pup and took the other bowl for himself.

This made Pup very happy and he eagerly devoured every last bit of it.

"Wow, he sure can eat."  I said.

Then Mark nodded and rubbed the boy's back as he said, "Yeah, he's a hungry
little puppy."

Hearing that made the boy bark happily and both Alex and Jacob joined him,
"Woof!  Woof!  Woof!"

Seeing the three of them barking and enjoying their breakfast was cute;
Even if it was a bit strange.  Though not as strange as what was to come.
I think it was shortly after he'd finished his bowl of cereal, that Pup
left his seat at the table and headed to the backdoor of the house.

The four of us looked around confused by this, until Jacob said, "I think
he wants to go outside."

An me being the only one not eating, I decided to go and let the boy out.
It felt strange opening the door for the little black boy who crawled
outside and then arose to his feet in order to walk across the backyard.

Once out in the backyard, he rushed over to a tree and began pissing on it.
This grabbed Jacob's attention; Who was watching from the kitchen window
and he wandered out to see what the boy was doing.  I watched from the
doorway as my Nephew cocked his head to the side and looked at his little
friend taking a piss.  It seemed to fascinate him somewhat and the next
thing I knew, he decided to join him.

Seeing the two of them taking a piss on a tree together made me laugh out
loud but not as much as I did when Alex came rushing passed me on his way
out the door.  He must have been watching them too and wanted to join in,
because he ran out to the tree and took his tiny cocklet in hand.

Then he started pissing all over the base of the tree.  By this point, I
was laughing so hard that I had tears in my eyes and that got the attention
of my Dad; Who came wandering out the backdoor to see what was so funny.

"What the hell are they doing?"  He asked as he came to a stop beside me in
the doorway.

Without answering him, I simply pointed to the boys and he shook his head
and began to laugh.

"What on earth..."  He said, before yelling to the boys, "Hey, you three.
What are you?  Animals?"

Hearing this, all three boys turned to look back at us and Pup started
barking.  That of course, caused Alex and Jacob to do the same.  An that
really got me and my Dad to laughing.  Even though we thought it was funny
to see them acting so silly, that all changed when Pup dropped his pants
and squatted down in the grass.

We both knew what was coming but we still couldn't quite believe it when it
happened.  The boy looked at his two friends and took a shit right there in
the yard.

As soon as that turd his the ground, my Dad stopped laughing and for Mark,
"Mark!!!!"

Meanwhile, seeing their friend taking a dump in the grass seemed to shock
both Alex and Jacob; Who stepped away awkwardly and returned to us in a
hurry.  It was clear at that point, that the fun of relieving themselves
outside had come to an end and both boys weren't sure what to think about
what was happening now.

Jacob looked up at his Grandpa and I, and asked, "Should I get him some
toilet paper?"

No sooner than the words had left my Nephew's lips, my Dad blurted out,
"Yes!  An tell your Daddy to grab the pooper-scooper!"

Then Jacob ran inside to fetch some toilet paper for his friend.  All the
while, Alex stood there watching along with us as Pup finished doing his
business and pulled his jeans back up.

Then Alex looked up at us and asked, "Grandpa, how come he gets to poop
outside but we gotta use the toilet?"

"Because he's a puppy and you're a boy."  My Dad replied.

"You make me a puppy sometimes.  Can I poop outside then?"  The boy asked
and my Dad looked at me with an expression that seemed to say, 'Help, I
have no good answer for this.'

So being the good Son that I was, I said to Alex, "I don't think your
Grandpa would appreciate having to pick up your poop."

Just then, Jacob came back out of the house with some toilet paper in his
hand and Mark right behind him.  The boy walked out to meet Pup and handed
him the paper but of course by then, he'd already pulled his pants back up
and wasn't sure what he was suppose to do with the paper.  Jacob wasn't
sure either and just looked back at us confused.

That's when my Dad yelled, "Tell him to get in here and wipe his ass!"

While this was happening, Mark finally came to the door and wasn't sure
what the heck had transpired.  But judging from the look on everyone's
faces, he knew something was up.

"Did he just?  No...  He didn't just do what I think he did, did he?"  Mark
asked and we all just stared at him; Then he said, "Dammit...  I'll get the
shovel."

Then he stepped outside and rounded the corner of the house to grab the
shovel from the tool shed.  By this time, Jacob and Pup had walked back to
the backdoor; An my Nephew escorted his friend to the bathroom to wipe his
dirty shitter.  It was as they walked passed us, that Pup smiled proudly at
everyone and we just stared back at him in shock.

I wasn't sure what to say but I didn't want him to feel bad, so I decided
to pat him on the head and say, "That's a good boy."

To which my Dad said, "Don't encourage him."

That made me chuckle and I turned back around just in time to see Mark come
walking around the corner with his shovel in hand.  He scooped up the boy's
poop and carried it out to the lake in our backyard; Where he tossed it
into the water, before returning to the house.

It was once he'd come back and laid the shovel down, that he apologized for
what we'd just seen.  Then he explained that Bruno had forgotten to mention
the boy's bathroom habits, when he agreed to allow the Pup to stay with us.
We all knew how Pup had been raised by honestly, I don't think any of us
imagined that he wasn't bathroom trained.  I think we all just assumed
that, that was one part of his humanity that had been left in tact.  An as
you can tell, we were wrong for assuming that.

Thankfully, he wasn't the sort of boy to relieve himself often.  So it
wasn't an issue for us, when we eventually took him to the store later that
day.  Mind you, we ended up going shopping at a Wal-Mart and with the sort
of freaky ass people who frequented that place, it wouldn't have been all
that out of the ordinary for a boy to take a dump in the grass or even in
an aisle.

Nevertheless, I was indeed thankful that, that didn't happen.  In
actuality, Pup behaved very well in the store for a boy who rarely saw the
inside of a commercial building.  He stayed very close to Mark and I as we
walked him, Jacob and Alex up and down the large aisles.  Yes, Alex came
along too.  Even though he'd acted out rather embarrassingly at the
Pepperoni Phallus the day before; He seemed to have turned over a new leaf
and was on his very best behavior when with us.

The marked change in his attitude was quite striking really.  So much so,
that Mark and I could hardly believe he was the same boy.  He was polite
and courteous to everyone he encountered.  Plus he didn't get jealous, when
Jacob and Pup had money to buy things but he didn't.  This surprised me so
much, that after giving Pup the extra $10 I had set aside for him, I gave
Alex a $10 as well.

"Well, hello 'big-money'."  Mark remarked as he watched me handing out the
cash to the boys, "Can I get some of that?"

I turned to him and said, "Only if you're a good boy."

That brought a wicked smile to his face and he looked around to make sure
no one was watching, before leaning in close and planting a kiss on my
cheek.

Then he said, "I'll be a good boy.  I'll let you put it up my ass tonight."

Coming from my younger Brother it was indeed a tempting offer but it was
one that he'd made on numerous occasions before.  After all, this wouldn't
have been the first time I'd put my cock up his ass and I knew the most
recent time wasn't going to be the last.  He was just trying to playful and
probably was secretly hoping I would give him some money.

Unfortunately for him, I was feeling just as playful but I also had no
intention of giving him a dime; Instead I grabbed him by his crotch and
said, "I can get that anytime I want, bitch."

Hearing that, he nearly choked and shoved my hand away; Just as someone
turned the corner to come down the aisle.  That made me laugh and he
blushed something awful.  His face was bright red as the fellow customer
walked by us and I just smiled.  I'm sure they thought we were up to
something but I didn't care.

Before they could say anything, the boys came walking up to us and asked if
they could go check out the toy aisle.  Seeing a way out of an awkward
confrontation, we told them they could and we followed them around the
corner.  We arrived at the toy aisle shortly thereafter and the boys spent
a good 20mins trying to pick out what they wanted.

For Alex and Jacob is was a rather serious matter to choose just the right
toy.  But for Pup, it was a completely new experience and the prospect of
having to choose just one toy out of the mass array on display was
mind-blowing.

He was looking over every square inch of the aisle and examining all the
toys on the shelves, until he eventually reached the end of the aisle; But
he still couldn't find what he was looking for.

That's when Mark suggested something radical and said, "Maybe we should try
the next aisle."

Why was this radical you ask?  Because that aisle just so happened to be
where all the girls toys were.  So Jacob and Alex shrugged off the idea,
know what was there but Pup followed Mark around the corner to see what was
there to be found.

That's when we suddenly heard him go into a fit of barking and the boys and
I rushed around to see what was going on.  An there, we saw Pup standing in
the middle of the next aisle with a stuffed dog clutched tight in his
hands.  It wasn't exactly a boy or girl toy to be honest, so I don't know
why the store thought to put it in the girls toy section but I was sure
glad that Pup had found it.

It was one of those stuffed animals that featured sounds that played
whenever you squeezed a part of it's body.  The paws, belly and ears each
made it bark or howl when you squeeze them.  An this excited little Pup to
no end.  He must have played with that thing the whole way to the front of
the store and all the way over to the card aisle.

Where we helped him pick out a card.  Naturally, he came across a card with
a dog on it and when he opened it, it played some kind of song with
dog-barking.  I don't think I've ever seen a boy more happy to hear a song
sang by a dog in my entire life as I did then.  Pup sang his little heart
out all the way to the front cash registers.

An all the while, Jacob and Alex follow with their own toys in hand.  They
placed them on the belt at the register and took turns paying for each of
their items.  Then they bagged them up and carried them out to the car.

It was once we'd arrived back in the car and had begun the drive back home,
that Pup pulled the card from his bag and handed it to Mark.  My Brother
looked at him a little confused as he didn't know then, that it was
actually intended for him.

"What's this for, huh?"  Mark asked and the boy crawled up between the two
driver seats to lick my Brother's face.

Then I heard him speak for the first time; An he had the softest little
voice as he said, "Thank you for taking care of me."

Hearing that gave me shivers and I must have gotten something in my eye,
because I got all teary-eyed all of a sudden.  An I wasn't the only one.
Mark smiled with a tear in his eye, reached around and have the boy a tight
hug.

"Anytime, Pup.  Anytime."  He said, before slowly releasing the boy to
return to the back seat.

He sat back between Alex and Jacob, and the three of them played with their
toys all the way back home.  Seeing them enjoying each others' company made
me and Mark feel proud and I couldn't help but reach my hand over to clutch
my Brother's hand.  We held hands as I drove us home and I don't think
either us stopped smiling the whole time.

-

To read more stories featuring my Nephew Jacob and his Family & Friends.
Please visit http://www.jacobsplayhouse.com/