Date: Thu, 7 Nov 2002 13:32:58 -0000
From: Gymnopedies <gym@softhome.net>
Subject: Family Album - Chapter 11

The usual disclaimers apply: don't read if you are prohibited by location,
are under legal age, or if you are likely to be offended by explicit
descriptions of gay sex. The story is pure fiction and is not based on any
actual events.

Gymnopedies   November 2002
gym@softhome.net


Family Album - Chapter 10
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Most of Friday's school went past in a kind of blur for Jack, his constant
yawning earning him a hard stare from more than one of his teachers. It had
been well into the early hours of that morning before he and Chris had
finally completed Chris' overdue biology homework and crawled into their
respective beds. Left to himself, Jack could have completed the work in
less than half the time, but he wanted the end result to look like Chris'
own unaided work. The younger boy's biology teacher, Mrs. "Wartface"
Simmons, was a real dragon and if she thought Chris had copied the work
instead of doing it himself, the fourteen year old was likely to find
himself banned from playing in every soccer match until the end of the
season, not just the one that weekend. So, they had taken their time with
it. Chris had gone to bed tired but much happier than he had been earlier
that evening. Seeing the positive change in his brother's mood had been
reward enough for Jack for the several hours of hard work he'd put in, and
the unexpected hug he had received from the boy had been a definite bonus.

Now at last, school was over and Jack could look forwards to the
weekend. He wondered what the next few days might have in store for
him. Hopefully he'd get chance to have another photo session with his
eleven year brother, Alex and possibly Alex's friend Jamie might also be
able to take part. One thing Jack was sure of, the next session with the
two preteens was going to be a hot one. Then of course there was the his
uncle, Andy, who was staying with them for a few days while their parents
were away. Andy was Jack's mom's younger brother; He was actually
twenty-two, but could easily have passed for eighteen or
nineteen. Yesterday, Jack had received his first ever blow job from Andy
and desperately hoped he would get the chance of another one before Andy
had to leave. But what Jack wished for more than anything else, the thing
he constantly fantasized about, was some sort of sexual contact with his
brother Chris. Hell, he would even be satisfied with just seeing Chris
naked. Well, ok, not exactly satisfied with that, he really wanted to do
much, much more than just see the boy without his clothes on, but at least
that would be a start. The way things were going, Jack was beginning to
despair as to whether this particular fantasy would ever come even close to
reality.

As he headed out of the school gates, he noticed a familiar figure a short
distance ahead of him, limping towards a car.

"Hey, Mike! Wait up a second." Jack hurried to catch up with the boy who
was just about to open the car door.

"Oh, hiya Jack." Thirteen year old Mike and his twin brother, Tim were best
friends with Jack's brother Chris.

"How's the ankle?"

Mike pulled a face. "Hurt's a bit but the doctor says it'll be fine in a
few days. Though a few days is not much use when it's the match
tomorrow. By the way, it was really great that you helped Chris with that
biology. I wish I had a big brother like you to help me out with stuff like
that."

Jack caught himself blushing and quickly changed the subject. "Are you
still interested in coming around sometime and having a go with my camera?"

"I sure am," Mike replied, grinning.

"Great. How about tonight. Chris and Tim will be at soccer practice until
late."

"Sorry, Jack, I can't make it tonight," Mike said, looking genuinely
disappointed. "Because I wouldn't be going to the practice I promised Mom
that I'd do some stuff for her at home. I'd never hear the last of it if I
didn't do it."

"Don't worry," said Jack, hiding his own disappointment behind a
sympathetic smile. "I know what mothers can be like."

"How about in the morning?" Mike suggested. "I'll have to be at the match,
even though I can't play because of this stupid ankle. But that isn't until
the afternoon."

"Terrific!" smiled Jack. "Just come around when you're ready. I'll see you
then."

"Yeah, see you." Mike climbed into the car and gave Jack a wave as it
pulled away.

"Tomorrow is sure gonna be fun," Jack said to himself as with a happy
spring in his step he headed for home.

However, on his arrival home, Jack was to be brought down to earth with a
bit of a bump. As soon as he opened the front door he became aware that
perhaps everything was not quite as it should be. It may have been the
acrid smell of burning that provided the clue; though even if he'd missed
that, the blue tinged, smoky haze issuing from the open kitchen door would
certainly done the trick.

"Oh, shit!" he muttered under his breath. Leaving the front door ajar to
allow some fresh air into the house, he hurried into the kitchen.

Once in the kitchen, Jack breathed a sigh of relief. It didn't appear to be
anything too serious. Andy was at the sink scraping away at something,
while a tearful Alex stood watching.

"What's going on?" Jack asked.

"Erm, nothing to worry about," said Andy. "It's all under control."

"Yeah, I guess it is, now," said Jack. "But what exactly was going on
before you got it under control."

"Well... Alex was cooking dinner." Andy cast an apologetic glance at
Alex. "But he did ask me first and I'd told him it was ok," he added,
hurriedly. "I guess I should have kept an eye on him."

"You told Alex that he could prepare dinner? Then you left him to it?" Jack
shook his head in disbelief.

"Ok, ok." Andy admitted, holding up his hands. "Just because I'm a grown-up
doesn't mean that I can't also be a total dork sometimes."

"You said it," said Jack.

"You know what?" observed Andy, giving Jack a hard stare. "Sometimes you
sound uncannily like your mother."

There was a long silence as Jack and Andy gazed at each other.

"That's an awful thing to say," said Jack eventually, his face
serious. However, it was obvious that he was fighting to hold back
laugher. Seconds later he had lost the fight and the laughter burst out. He
was immediately joined by Andy.

"So what were we having for dinner?" Jack asked, putting his arm around
Alex's shoulders and staring into the charcoal coated saucepan sitting in
the sink.

"Beans," said Alex, still looking miserable.

"Beans with what?"

"I dunno. I'd only got as far as the beans."

"Well," said Jack, smiling at down at his youngest brother, "maybe that's
not such a bad thing. At least we've only ended up with ONE burnt
saucepan."

So what are we going to have?" Alex asked.

Jack shrugged. "Chris won't be home for another couple of hours; he's got
soccer practice. How about we just have a snack for now, then when Chris
gets home our favorite uncle can buy us all a pizza?"

"Yeah!" Alex's eyes lit up. "I want to choose the topping!"

"I can see that if I spent much time around you guys I'd end up a pauper,"
sighed Andy.

"Better a pauper than a dork," Jack laughed, punching his uncle playfully
on the arm.

After a quick snack Jack went up to his room. Turning on his PC he began to
flip through some of his collection of pictures, taken with his digital
camera. He was feeling horny and what he really wanted was another blow job
from his hot young uncle, but he didn't have the nerve to ask Andy straight
out.

There was a light tap on his room door. Quickly, Jack removed the current
picture from the screen and turned around, just in time to see the door
open and Andy's head appear.

"Can I come in?"

"Yeah, of course you can."

 As Andy crossed the room he looked from Jack to the PC screen which was
showing just the desktop and his face split in a grin. "So which pictures
were you looking at?"

In spite of himself, Jack blushed. "How do you know I was looking at
pictures. I might just be doing some schoolwork."

Andy's grin broadened. "You've got a boner in your pants big enough to fly
a flag from. Somehow I don't think anything you do at school would be quite
that exciting."

"Yeah, ok," Jack admitted, returning the grin. "If you must know I was
looking at the pictures you took of me yesterday. I was wondering..." He
paused then went on in a rush. "I was wondering if maybe we could, you
know, do it again?"

"You mean you want some more pictures?" Andy obviously knew exactly what
Jack really wanted, but wasn't going to make it easy for the sixteen year
old.

"Well, yeah, maybe. But I was thinking more of the other thing."

"The other thing? Oh, you mean you want another blow job? Why didn't you
say so?" Andy playfully ruffled Jack's hair. "You know, I never realised it
was possible for a person's face to turn quite that shade of red."

"You're evil, do you know that?" Jack muttered, giving a tight, embarrassed
smile.

"Yeah," Andy nodded. "But you love me anyway. We'll see about the blow job
later, but in the meantime, how about we get some decent pictures of you;
we didn't get very far yesterday before things got out of hand. Seeing as
Chris won't be back for another hour or so we may as well make the most of
it. I'd like some hot pictures of my cute young nephew to take back with
me. I'm sure Rich would love to see them."

"You're gonna show your boyfriend pictures of me naked?"

"I won't if you don't want me to. But Rich is cool. Also he fell in love
with that poster I did for you; he wanted to keep it himself. I'd like him
to see that you are even cuter than the picture I drew of you."

"I guess it'll be ok," said Jack, blushing yet again. "But what about Alex?
Shouldn't we wait until he's out of the way."

"Alex is easily taken care of," said Andy. He went to the door and called
downstairs. "Alex, can you come up here?"

There was the sound of running footsteps on the stairs and seconds later
the eleven year old appeared.

"Alex, you want to watch Jack pose for some pictures?"

"Oh, yeah! Is he gonna do it now?" Alex fairly bounced across the room and
threw himself down on Jack's bed. His expression one of eager anticipation.

"Hang on a minute," said Jack. "I'm not sure about this. I didn't realise I
was going to have to do it in front of an audience."

"I didn't think it would be a problem," said Andy. "You told me you've
already jerked off for Alex and Jamie, then there's the other stuff you've
done with Alex. Of course, it's up to you.  We could send Alex out, if you
are willing to risk breaking a small boy's heart..." he'd crossed to the
bed and dramatically threw a comforting arm around Alex's shoulders.

Alex didn't exactly look heartbroken. Impatient for the show to begin would
be a better description. "Come on, Jack. Get your clothes off," he
demanded.

"Alright, I suppose it will be ok. Alex can stay." For some reason, Jack
actually felt a little nervous at the prospect of stripping and posing in
front of both his uncle and his youngest brother. "Let's get on with it."
He disconnected the camera from the charger and handed it to Andy. "You
know what to do?"

"I think so," said Andy. "It's pretty straightforward." He lifted the
camera to his eye and pointed it at Jack.  "Let's get started."

Under Andy's direction, Jack began to remove his clothes. He was wearing a
button-up shirt and Andy had him slowly unfasten the buttons then hold the
shirt open to reveal his smooth torso.

"Just push the shirt back off your shoulders, so that it stays open, but
don't take it off yet," instructed Andy. "That's great. Now play with your
nipples."

A little self-consciously, Jack rubbed his hands over his chest then began
to roll one of his nipples between his thumb and forefinger. He glanced up
at the camera and was unable to stop himself giving a shy smile.

Next, Andy had him remove the shirt completely, quickly followed by his
shoes and socks and then his pants leaving him in just his shorts. For the
next couple of minutes he was made to flex his muscles as he was
photographed from both front and back.

"I don't know why you want me to do this," he complained, as Andy asked him
to put his arms behind his head with his elbows pushed back, at the same
time clenching his abs. "I don't exactly have a great body."

"Hey, stop putting yourself down, you have an absolutely beautiful body,"
Andy reassured the boy. "You may not have bulging muscles but believe me,
you are seriously hot. Anyway that's enough of that. Let's have a look at
your butt. Turn away from the camera, bend forwards a little and push the
back of your shorts down underneath your ass. Perfect. Now bend further
forwards and pull your cheeks apart. Alex, get your head out of the way!"

"I just want to get a look at his butt-hole," said Alex, pouting as he
moved back to his place on the bed.

"You can look at his butt-hole as much as you want, later," said Andy. "For
now just keep out of the way. The back of your head doesn't make for a very
interesting picture."

With Alex out of the way, Andy snapped off a couple of close-ups of Jack's
ass. "That's a nice, tight looking hole, you got there Jack. You ever have
anything up there?"

"No, I haven't," said Jack, quickly, casting an embarrassed glance to the
side at the curious eleven year old who was drinking in every little
detail.

"Ok, it's nothing to get uptight about," said Andy, soothingly. "Some guys
like to play with themselves back there while they jerk-off. You should
maybe give it a try sometime."

"I dunno," said Jack. "Maybe." Even though he outwardly sounded
unconvinced, in reality his curiousity had been aroused. Standing like this
with his ass cheeks pulled wide apart and his hole exposed to the camera
was certainly turning him on. He wondered what it would be like to have
another guy's dick pushed up inside him like in the stories he'd read. He
felt his anal muscles contract tight at the thought and his cock was
pushing against the front of his shorts trying to stand upright.

"Done back here," Andy announced. "Let's have some from the front now. Turn
to face me. Now slowly pull down your shorts."

Taking hold of his waistband, Jack slowly pushed the final garment
downwards, his erection also being pushed down, until suddenly springing
free, it bobbed upwards to slap against his stomach.

"Oh, wow! Your dick is enormous," observed Alex, his eyes wide as he stared
at his older brother's swollen boyhood.

"Looks pretty good to me as well," said Andy, smiling encouragingly at the
teenager. He moved forwards and dropped to his knees for a close-up.

The last time Andy had done this, he'd actually put out his hand and taken
hold of the boy's erection. Jack found himself hoping that this would
happen again and found himself pushing his hips forwards slightly,
anticipating his uncle's touch.

As if reading Jack's mind, Andy's hand came up and his fingers gently
brushed Jack's low hanging balls before lightly tracing along the length of
the teen's excited shaft.

Jack gave a soft groan and out of the corner of his eye saw watched a wide
eyed Alex shuffle forwards until he was sitting right on the edge of the
bed, as close as he could get without actually getting in the way.

"It's good to see you're enjoying this," smiled Andy, standing up and
moving a little further back to take some full body shots. "Let's do some
on the bed now. Out of the way Alex."

This time Alex didn't protest, getting up from the bed and moving across to
stand just behind his uncle.

For the next few minutes Andy put Jack through a variety of poses; laying
on his stomach, on his back, playing with erection. "Just a couple more,"
he said, eventually. "To finish off with I want you to get down on your
knees and lay forwards with your face pushed into the pillow and your butt
sticking right up. That's great, but move your knees a little further
apart, I want to get some shots of your balls hanging down between your
legs. Perfect. Just make sure you keep your face pressed into that pillow."

Jack did as he was told. In this position he was totally exposed and with
his face in the pillow he couldn't see what was going on. He strongly
suspected his uncle was up to something, but what the hell? By this stage
he was so horny that he was open to almost anything. He heard footsteps
behind him and several soft clicks as the camera recorded the moment. Then,
he suddenly felt a warm hand take hold of his balls and slowly roll them
around before tugging them gently downwards. He let out a long sigh. This
felt so good. After a few seconds the touch disappeared but then, to Jack's
surprise, was replaced by a different touch; a much smaller hand, more
hesitant and uncertain, Alex!

This was the first time that Alex had initiated any form of sexual
contact. In fact, now that Jack thought of it, this was actually the first
time that the boy had touched him intimately. Jack had touched Alex's
privates on several occasion, but the youngster had never returned the
gesture; until now. Jack felt his already rock hard cock give a lurch as
Alex's inexperienced fingers released the teen's ball sack and slid up
between his legs to stroke along his excited shaft. Then the boy's fingers
wrapped themselves around his brother's cock and squeezed.

"Ooh!" Jack heard Alex gasp; a sound that was echoed from the older boy's
own throat.

"Hold on a minute Alex," came Andy's voice and to Jack's disappointment,
Alex's hand released his aroused boyhood. "Just stay where you are, Jack,"
Andy ordered.

There was the sound of whispering and then a preteen giggle. "You really
think I should do that?" asked Alex's excited voice.

Jack listened, unmoving as Alex ran from the room and then returned just
seconds later. The sixteen year old didn't know what Andy and Alex were
planning, but what ever it was, he was up for it. There followed several
seconds of silence. Then without any warning, Jack felt something cold and
wet make contact with his exposed hole.

"What...?" he started to ask, but got no further as something thin but
solid slid right up inside his him. "Aaargh!" There was no pain, the
exclamation was one of pure shock. On impulse he raised his head and look
around and there was Alex almost doubled over with giggling, is arm
extended out in front of him, his finger embedded for its full length in
his big brother's ass.

"That's for the ice cube you pushed up my bum!" gasped Alex, managing to
get the words out around the laughter. Behind Alex, Andy was also laughing,
and at the same time clicking off some more pictures.

"You evil little monster!" Jack exclaimed. "I'm going to make you so sorry
for that." But in spite of his shock, Jack was unable to keep the grin off
his own face. He had to admit, Alex had certainly managed to exact
appropriate revenge.

Still laughing, Alex slowly withdrew his finger, causing Jack to groan
again. The teen was beginning to understand Andy's earlier comments about
why some guys fingered themselves as they jerked off. He certainly intended
to experiment further, when he had the opportunity.

"I think we'd better go for the finale," Andy suggested. "Time's getting on
and Chris will be back before much longer. You getting ready to shoot,
Jack?"

"Am I ever!" Jack rolled onto his back and taking a firm hold of his
erection he began to stroke slowly along it's length. It felt kind of
strange doing such a personal thing in front of an audience, but by this
stage he was past caring.

Alex climbed up onto the bed right next to his brother, watching Jack's
action's intently. "Can I do it?" he asked. "Can I make it shoot?"

Jack stopped in mid stroke, surprised by the unexpected request.. "Yeah, I
guess. If you want."

"Cool!" Alex's face lit up and he reached out, his own smaller hand
replacing Jack's own. He was like a boy with a new toy as he began pumping
rhythmically up and down the entire length of his brother's stiff
cock. Alex's face took on a serious expression as he concentrated on the
job in hand. With his other hand he took hold of the swollen tool around
the base, for added support.

Jack was soon groaning. This was so much better than when he did it
himself. "A bit faster, Alex," he gasped. "Hold it a bit
tighter. Awwwwwgh!" His hips lifted from the bed as he felt the orgasm
building with him. After everything that had happened over the past hour,
this was going to be a good one. He was only dimly aware of Andy at the
foot of the bed, still holding the camera up to his eye. "Oh, Jeez, Alex!
Ooooooh!" Four long streamers of cum erupted from his throbbing erection,
one after the other, splashing in every direction as Alex dutifully
continued to milk his brother's rod, squeezing out every last drop.

"Stop. It's done." Gasping for breath, Jack took hold of Alex's hand,
bringing him to a halt. The teen's cock was so sensitive, it was almost
painful.

"Did I do ok?" Alex asked, a little nervously.

Jack grasped hold of his brother's shirt and pulled the boy down towards
him. "You were fantastic," he said, kissing him on the cheek."

"Yuk! No kissing!" Alex exclaimed, struggling to free himself and causing
both Jack and Andy to burst out laughing.

"You're a real pro," Andy smiled, ruffling Alex's hair. "Just one more
thing though." With his finger he scooped up some of the cum from Jack's
stomach. "Hold still," he said to Alex.

"What're you going to do?" Alex asked, apprehensive, his eyes fixed on
Andy's glistening finger.

"Just shut your eyes and trust me."

To Jack's surprise, Alex actually did as he was told. The older brother
watched as Andy wiped his finger in a line across Alex's forehead, once
down each cheek, then, scooping up some more of the boy-juice he smeared it
across the eleven year old's lips.

"Rites of manhood," Andy explained. "When a boy killed his first stag he
was 'blooded' to make him a man. I guess in a way this is something
similar."

"You mean I'm a man now?" Alex asked, his eyes springing open in
wonder. "Cool! I'm never gonna wash this off." Almost involuntarily his
tongue flicked out and he licked his lips. "Yech!" He pulled a face. "Maybe
I will wash it off my lips though. It's tastes horrible."

Laughing, Jack once more pulled Alex down and again kissed him.

Fighting his way free, Alex headed for the door. "I'm outa here. I hate
this 'kissy' stuff."



End of chapter 11


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