Date: Sun, 5 May 2002 17:14:33 +0100
From: Gymnopedies <gym@softhome.net>
Subject: Family Album - chapter 9

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   May 2002
gym@softhome.net



Family Album - Chapter 9
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"He's here!" Alex, who had been watching out of the lounge window, raced
for the front door. In the hallway he tripped over the coat he had
carelessly discarded when he had arrived home from school, stumbling
forwards for a few strides before managing to regain his balance. In spite
of this small mishap he still managed to get through the door and out onto
the driveway before Jack even appeared from the kitchen.

Jack had been preparing something to eat for them all when he heard Alex's
call. He too headed for the door, though at a much more restrained pace,
pausing along the way to pick up Alex's coat and hang it up out of the
way. He joined Alex outside in time to watch a dark blue car reversing into
the drive.

"Uncle Andy!" As soon as the figure climbed out of the car, Alex launched
himself forwards, almost flinging himself at the young man.

"Hiya, squirt," Andy replied, holding his arms open to catch his youngest
nephew in a hug.

"I don't squirt," Alex laughed, his arms around his uncle's chest. "Not yet
anyway, but I hope I'll be able to soon. Jack is going to..."

"Alex!" Jack quickly interrupted his brother before the boy had chance to
say something that could get the brothers into a lot of trouble. "Sorry
Andy," he gave the man an embarrassed smile.

Andy didn't reply immediately, but instead bent down and whispered
something into Alex's ear. Jack couldn't catch what was said, but whatever
it was it caused the eleven year old to giggle happily. Andy then turned
his attention to Jack. "Well, aren't you going to say hello properly?"

"Oh, yeah, sorry." Rather self-consciously, Jack took his turn giving his
uncle a quick hug. "You ready to eat?" he asked. "Dinner's almost ready."

"Sure, what have we got?"

"Pasta," interrupted Alex before Jack had chance to reply. "It's my
favourite."

Struggling a little, Alex picked up Andy's bag and took it inside, while
Jack and Andy followed behind.

Uncle Andy was their mother's brother, but he was much younger than
her. Whilst she was in her late thirties, he was only twenty-two, and with
his blond hair, slim build and young looking face he could easily have
passed for eighteen or nineteen. While they were growing up, he and Jack
had always been really close, despite the six year age difference between
them. But over recent years, since Andy had gone off to college, they
hadn't seen so much of each other.

"So how's it going?" Andy asked, as they entered the house. "Coping alright
without the oldies?"

"It's been ok," Jack replied. "It's only been one night. We couldn't have
gotten ourselves into much trouble in that time."

"I wouldn't care to put bets on that," Andy smiled. "Speaking of trouble,
where's the third member of your terrible trio?"

Right on cue, Chris appeared, coming down the stairs. "Hi, uncle
Andy. Sorry, I didn't hear you arrive, I was up in my room listening to
some music."

"That's a relief," Andy laughed. "For a minute there I thought you might
have been studying or something." He put a friendly arm around Chris'
shoulders as they all went into the kitchen to eat.

After their meal they sat around the table, talking. Andy wanted to know
all about what the boy's had been getting up since he last saw them, which
had been over six months ago. He was particularly impressed to hear that
Chris had made the school soccer team and promised that he would make time
to go and watch the match on Saturday afternoon. The boys in turn were
equally interested to hear how Andy was getting on. Since he had graduated
from college he had set up in business as a freelance graphic artist and
had soon earned himself quite a reputation in the industry; so much so that
he had very quickly been in a position to buy his own home; a comfortable
house out in the country.

"Can we come and visit sometime?" Alex asked, eagerly.

"Any time you like," said Andy. "If it's ok with your mom, you can come and
stay over for a few days in the school holidays. She'll probably be glad to
have you out from under her feet. You'll be able to meet my house-mate,
Rich."

"Rich?" Jack was immediately curious. He'd known about Andy's house, but
had just assumed that his uncle lived alone. His mother had never mentioned
anything about her brother having a house-mate.

"Yeah, Richard Dunstan. I think you'll get on well with him. He an artist,
but not like me, he's the real thing. His paintings and drawings are
incredible. He mainly draws people; he might even draw you if you come and
stay."

"Cool, I can't wait," exclaimed Alex. "I think I might like getting drawn
just as much as I like being photographed. Tell him about your camera,
Jack."

"You've got a camera?" Andy asked Jack.

"Mom and dad gave it to me for my sixteenth birthday. It's a digital camera
and connects up to my computer."

"Very nice. I bet you've had some fun with that," said Andy. "I'll come up
later and you can show me some of the things you've done with it."

This immediately sent Alex into a fit of the giggles. Jack glared at his
youngest brother, silently warning him to keep his mouth well and truly
buttoned up.

For a moment, Andy looked puzzled by the boys' reaction but then appeared
to dismiss it. "So, what's everyone got planned for this evening?"

"I was hoping to go out," Chris replied. "If that's ok with you."

"Hey, I'm not your mother," Andy replied, holding up his hands. "You don't
need my permission to go out. Though try not to do anything that will get
me into trouble with my big sister," he added with a grin.

"I won't," smiled Chris. "I'm just going over to see Tim and Mike for a
couple of hours."

"What about you, squirt?" Andy asked, Alex, deliberately provoking the
youngster.

Alex playfully punched Andy's arm. "Don't call me that," he laughed. "Jamie
asked me if I'd go round and see him. He's not allowed out tonight 'cos he
stayed out later than he should have done last night. He was supposed to go
with his family to see a movie but because he was late they missed the
start. He's been grounded until after the weekend."

"So is he still allowed to have friends round, even though he's grounded?"
asked Chris.

"No, of course not, silly," Alex replied. "I go in through his bedroom
window. His mom doesn't even know I'm there."

"Don't tell me any more," said Andy, bemusedly shaking his head. "I don't
want to know. If your mother finds out I've let you do that I'll end up
being able to sing the high notes."

"What do you mean?" Alex asked, puzzled.

Chris gave his younger brother a wicked grin and made as if to reach
between the boy's legs. "He means that mom will tear his nuts off."

"Thank you Chris, for that all too graphic explanation," Andy
grimaced. "Didn't you say you were going out?"

A few minutes later, both Chris and Alex had departed, leaving Jack and
Andy alone.

"So, what about this camera of yours? Are we going to have a look at it?"
Andy asked.

"If you like," Jack replied. "It's up in my room. Do you want to come up?"

"Yeah, I'd like see it. I've been thinking of getting one myself, but
haven't got around to it yet." The two of them made there way up the stairs
to Jack's bedroom.

"You know, it's ages since I've been in here," said Andy, glancing around
the room. "You could maybe do with a few more posters around the
walls. Which reminds me... hang on a sec I just have to get something out
of the car." He disappeared back out of the room.

While waiting for Andy to return, Jack powered up his computer and checked
the charge on his camera. He knew Andy would want to see some of the
pictures he'd taken and he was trying to decide which ones would be best to
show to his uncle. The nude pics of Alex and Jamie were definitely out, for
obvious reasons, as were the shirtless photographs of Chris; he'd promised
Chris that he wouldn't let anyone see those, and had already broken his
promise, albeit inadvertently, by letting Alex and then later Tim and Mike
see them. He really didn't want to risk upsetting Chris by showing them to
Andy. Then he remembered the set he had taken of Tim, Mike and Chris in
their soccer shorts, he hadn't promised not to show anyone those.

There was the sound of footsteps on the stairs and Andy reappeared, a
little breathless. He was carrying a cardboard tube.

"This is just a little gift I thought you might like." Andy smiled, handing
the tube to Jack. "It's a late birthday present."

Surprised and curious, Jack removed the plastic stopper from the end of the
tube and eased out the contents. It was a poster. Quickly he unrolled it.

"Wow! That's amazing. Did you draw this yourself?"

"Yeah, that's one of mine. It's not my usual thing, but it was kind of fun
to do."

The poster contained a full colour picture of a fantasy scene featuring a
youth, clad in just a loin cloth, his taut, almost nude body shining with
sweat as he stood with his arms raised in front of him and lightening
crackling around his clenched fists, as if fighting off some unseen
foe. Looking closely at the youth's face, Jack suddenly realised
something. "That's me, isn't it?" he exclaimed.

"Kind of. I tried to base him on you," Andy replied, "It was a bit
difficult since I didn't have any photos and had to work from memory. I
can't have done too bad a job, since you noticed the resemblance."

"Too bad a job? It's brilliant. I love it. Thanks so much for this Andy."
Jack carefully laid the picture on the bed and gave the man a quick hug.

"I was a worried that you might be a bit embarrassed by it," Andy admitted.

"I can see why," Jack grinned. "You didn't exactly go overboard on
clothes." He rolled up the picture and put it back into the tube. "I'll put
it up later. It's gonna look so great up on my wall."

"I'm glad you like it," said Andy. "So, are you going to show me this
camera?"

For the next half hour the two of them played with the camera, including
taking pictures of each other and transferring them to the computer
screen. Jack demonstrated how the zoom facility allowed for real close-ups
and also how he could take pictures of himself using the timer. He also
showed Andy the pictures he had taken of Chris, Tim and Mike fooling around
in their soccer shorts and then wrestling together on Jack's bed. Though he
was careful not to include the picture of Tim with his shorts down and his
dick on show; that one was safely in a separate directory on Jack's hard
disk.

"This is really good," said Andy. "I'm going have to get myself one of
these. As well as being great fun, I can see how it would be useful for my
artwork. Though I'm a bit disappointed you haven't offered to show me your
more interesting pictures." He gave his nephew a sly smile.

"What do you mean?" Jack asked, suddenly worried. Had Alex been saying
something? No, he was almost certain Alex hadn't been alone with Andy at
any time since their uncle's arrival.

"Come on, Jack," said Andy putting his hand on the boy's shoulder. "You're
a horny sixteen year old. You mean to tell me you haven't taken any naughty
pictures of yourself. You just showed me a few minutes ago how easy it was
to photograph yourself using the timer."

Jack blushed. In one way he was relieved that Andy wasn't referring to
anything he had done with Alex, but at the same time he still felt he had
been caught doing something he shouldn't. Andy was right, he had a whole
load of pictures with himself nude in front of the camera; in most of them
he was hard and in some he was jerking off. He even had a close-up of his
own asshole; this had taken several attempts before he had managed to
obtain a satisfactory picture, lined up just right.

"Um... Yeah. I maybe have a couple of shots. I was just sort of
experimenting."

Andy laughed. "I'm sorry, Jack. I sort of guessed you'd have taken some
pictures like that. You can bet that I'll be doing the same thing when I
get a camera of my own. I was only teasing when I said I wanted to see
them. I admit that I am curious, but I really don't want to embarrass you."

Jack was quiet for a moment. "You won't tell mom or dad, will you?"

"Hey, what do you take me for?" Andy looked genuinely hurt. "Have I ever
blabbed on you before? You shouldn't even need to ask something like that."

"Sorry, Andy. You're right. I know you wouldn't say anything." His dick
twitching in anticipation of what he had decided to do, Jack made a few
clicks with the mouse, moving to another folder on the disk. Another click
opened a new picture on the screen.

"Whew!" Andy gave a low whistle. "My little nephew has turned into a big
boy." In the picture, Jack was totally naked, he stood facing the camera
with his legs slightly apart and his cock half-hard. "You know, I meant it
when I said I was only teasing. I really didn't expect you to show me
you're private pics."

Jack shrugged. "It's ok. I don't mind you seeing them." He was trying to
appear casual about it, but in reality his heart was thumping hard in his
chest. He shifted slightly on his chair, trying to surreptitiously move his
now rock-hard erection into a more comfortable position. This was such a
turn on. Quickly he cycled through several more pictures, showing him in
similar poses.

"Not so fast," said Andy. "I'm not getting chance to have a proper
look. You know, the last time I saw you with no clothes on was when you
were about twelve. Me, you and one of your friends went skinny-dipping. You
remember?"

"Yeah, I remember," Jack grinned. "I got sunburn on my butt. It was sore as
hell for days, but I had to try and pretend that there was nothing wrong
because I didn't want mom to find out."

"Well, it was your own fault. I did offer to rub some cream on it for you
that night, to ease the burning, but you wouldn't let me. You said that
guys didn't touch each other back there."

"I did say that, didn't I? I guess I was a bit shy back then."

"Oh, you mean if it happened now, you'd let me rub the cream on?"

"I might." Jack smiled, shyly..

"You know, you look great in these pictures, but why do you look so serious
in them all?"

"I dunno. I guess I was just concentrating on getting the pictures."

"Yeah, I suppose it's a bit tricky taking pictures of yourself," said
Andy. "What you need is someone to take the pictures for you. Look, we have
the house to ourselves for a little while. If you like we give it a try and
see if we can get some better ones."

Shocked at the suggestion, Jack looked at his uncle. "Are you serious?"

"It was just an idea," said Andy. "It's up to you. I just thought it might
be fun."

Jack wasn't sure what to do. Showing Andy the pictures of himself was one
thing, but actually stripping naked in front of him was something else
again. However, even if Jack was uncertain, his cock sure wasn't; it was
now harder than ever. He remembered how he had felt when he had recently
stripped and jerked off in front of Alex and Jamie, and also earlier that
morning when Chris had seen him naked and hard. The feelings that these
memories stirred up in him were more than enough to overcome any shyness he
might feel at exposing his body to his uncle's gaze. "Ok, let's do it," he
said, a little nervously.

Quickly, Jack once more went the camera controls, making sure Andy knew how
to use the camera's features, in particular the zoom facility. A couple of
quick practise shots and they were ready for action.

"So, what do you want me to do?" Jack asked, moving over towards the bed.

"How about we start with a couple of shots of that bulge in the front of
your pants?" Andy suggested, with a grin.

"Oh, uh, yeah. If you like," said Jack, flushing slightly. He stood with
his thumbs in his pockets and his crotch pushed a little forwards as he
listened to the faint click of the camera.

"Great," said Andy. "Now I want you to take hold of your zipper and slowly
pull it down. Then pull open your fly to show your undies."

Jack couldn't help giving an embarrssed laugh as he pulled down his zip and
held open the front of his pant's exposing his boxers. "You getting a close
up of this?" he asked.

"I sure am. Just try and hold still will ya? The way you're jiggling
around, anyone would think you're nervous or something."

"Sorry," said Jack. "But it's not everyday I show off my boner in public."

"I'm not public," said Andy. "I'm you're favourite uncle. And speaking of
boners, why don't you take it out and give it some air?"

"You're my only uncle," Jack pointed out, as he fumbled around in his
shorts and eventually managed to get his erection out through the slit in
the front. He was sure he heard a soft sigh come from Andy, just before the
click of the camera. Taking the initiative, Jack once more reached into his
shorts and this time pulled his balls through the slit. It was a strange
but extremely erotic feeling being still fully dressed yet at the same so
intimately exposed.

"Do you mind if I get right in close for this?" Andy asked.

"Go ahead."

Andy dropped to his knees in front in front of Jack and pointed the camera
at the boy's erection. "Beautiful," he muttered. "Just let me get a couple
more."

Now that he was getting into it, Jack's nervousness had evaporated. He
couldn't wait to get the rest of his clothes off. He found he could now
understand perfectly Alex's enthusiasm for posing naked; there was
something so sexy about it. But he wasn't ready for what happened next.

Holding the camera to his eye with one hand, Andy reached out the other and
took hold of Jack's stiff cock, pulling it down from it's slightly upward
pointing position until it was pointing straight out from the boy's body.

Jack let out a gasp of surprise, he hadn't expected Andy to actually touch
him. He almost stepped back, pulling away, but that was an involuntary
reaction and he managed to control it. He didn't want to pull away; having
the man holding his cock like this felt so good. Andy's thumb and
fingertips slid firmly backwards and forwards along the shaft a couple of
times before letting go and taking hold of Jack's balls, gently rolling
them around.

Andy took a couple more close-up photograph's of his own hand fondling
Jack's equipment then laid the camera aside. "You want me to show you
something really special?" he asked.

Try as he might, Jack couldn't get his voice to work and had to settle for
a nod of his head. He had read enough stories to have a very good idea of
what Andy had in mind, and though it scared him a little, at that moment he
wanted it more than anything in the world.

"Ever had anyone suck you, Jack?" Andy's voice was soft as he gazed upwards
into the sixteen year old's eyes.

Jack shook his head. His guess had been right. Andy was about to give him
his first blow job. Suddenly his knees felt weak and he didn't think his
legs would support him. His heart was beating so strongly he thought it
would burst from the front of his chest. He wanted this so
badly. "N... No." he managed to croak.

A gentle smile appeared on Andy's handsome face. "Just relax. I'm not going
to hurt you, I promise. Though I think you should sit down before you fall
down and maybe you'd better drop your pants first."

With Andy's help, Jack managed to unfasten his belt. The button at the top
of his jeans put up a bit of a fight but between then them they eventually
managed to get the boy's jeans and shorts down past his knees. Jack sat
down on the bed and while Andy pulled the teenager's lower garments over
his feet, removing them completely. Following Andy's instructions, Jack
shuffled to the edge of the bed and leaned back on his elbows, his legs
spread wide. Once more he felt the thrill of knowing that his naked lower
body was fully exposed to his uncle's gaze.

"Now just relax and enjoy," said Andy. He knelt between the boy's outspread
legs and took hold of his nephew's hard shaft, holding it so that it was
pointing directly upwards. Bending forwards he opened is mouth and lightly
ran his tongue around the supersensitive crown of Jack's erection.

"Ooooooh!" Jack groaned and squirmed on the bed. It felt so good it was
almost painful. He realised that he had closed his eyes and forced himself
to open them again, he wanted to watch this as well as experience it.

Slowly, Andy moved his tongue all around Jack's cock, flicking over the
head and a cross the piss-slit and licking along the hard, twitching
shaft. Moving lower, he nibbled gently on the loose skin around the boy's
balls, before taking them into his mouth, one at a time, and rolling them
around with his tongue.

Jack's breathing was rapid and heavy and he groaned loudly as he fought the
urge to thrust upwards with his hips. His head went back and his eyes
closed once more as Andy's tongue found that sensitive place down behind
his balls, almost in his asshole. Then, he couldn't believe it, Andy was
actually licking right on his hole. The feelings were impossible to
describe, it was one of the most incredible sensation's he had ever
experienced. Almost unconsciously he raised his legs, pulling back on his
knees and opening himself up to give the man easier access to this most
private of places.

For the next few minutes Andy's tongue explored every millimetre of Jack's
ass and balls, probing deep into the boy's virgin entrance while the teen
squirmed and writhed on the bed. Jack had never realised that his hole was
so sensitive or could bring him so much pleasure. The pressure was building
up in his groin and he knew that very soon he was going to shoot. His dick
twitched and his stomach, begging for attention and he reached down and
wrapped his fingers around the hard shaft.

"No, don't do that. Don't touch it." Andy had stopped his reaming of his
nephew's ass and firmly took hold of the boy's wrist, making him let go of
his cock. "I promised you a blow job, remember?" the young man smiled. "I
promise this will be much better than any hand job." He pushed the boy's
legs down and once more took hold of Jack's erection. Starting at the base,
he ran the tip of his tongue slowly up the shaft, flicking lightly from
side to side as he reached the point where the shaft met the crown.

Jack felt as if he had been sent into orbit. It just got better and
better. He watched as if in a dream as the head of his erection disappeared
into his uncle's warm, soft mouth. He felt Andy's tight lips sliding up and
down his teen meat and watched in amazement as has entire length was
swallowed and Andy's nose was pressing into his pubic hair. His eyes closed
and he felt his hips lift upwards from the bed as he tried to fuck Andy's
mouth. He felt the man's hand on his balls, kneading and pulling on
them. His whole body seemed to tingle with electricity. "I'm cumming," he
gasped. He tried to hold it back, but it was no good, he had to let it go,
immersing himself completely in the sensations coming from his throbbing,
pulsing cock as he fired his sweet boy-cum into Andy's throat.

Right through the full intensity of Jack's orgasm, Andy's lips continued to
work rhythmically up and down the boy's shaft, his agile tongue stroking
across the sensitive, engorged head. Jack felt as if his balls were being
sucked dry and realised that the hoarse moaning sound he could hear was
coming from his own throat. "Stop... please..." he managed to pant.

Andy pulled back, a wide grin on his face. "Well, was that better than a
hand job?"

"Yeah, just a bit," Jack grinned back, still panting slightly.

Then, to Jack's complete shock, Andy leaned forwards onto the bed and
kissed the boy firmly on the lips. "You can't imagine how long I've wanted
to do that," he said.

"Do you mean the blow job or the kiss?" Jack asked, realising the slightly
bitter, salty taste on his lips and in his mouth was his own cum.

"Both," smiled Andy. "When you were little I always thought you were really
cute, and now that you are older, you are still cute but now you're really
hot as well."

Jack reached for the box of tissues, kept conveniently by the side of the
bed, trying to hide the fact that he was blushing at being referred to as
cute.

"Better get your pants back on before the others get back," said Andy. He
reached for the discarded camera. "We didn't manage to get many
pictures. When we get chance and we can be sure that we won't be disturbed
I'd like to do a proper session, that's if you want to of course. I'm dying
to see your hot body completely naked. Oh, and when you get your clothes on
you can fill me in on what's been going on between you and Alex."

"What do you mean?" Jack asked, immediately on the defensive.

"Relax," Andy laughed. "I'm not about to go running around telling anyone,
but I've got eyes and ears, and I know that the two of you have some big
secret and I suspect it has something to do with this camera."


End of chapter 9


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