Date: Wed, 30 Sep 2020 01:00:00 -0700 From: John Henry Subject: Growing Up Kyle Chapter 1 (Gay/Incest) DONATION: Nifty is a not-for-profit organization that heavily relies on our donations to keep the site free and accessible. Your donations pay for web hosting fees and other day-to-day activities for the wonderful staff of editors/publishers. You can donate on the website at http://donate.nifty.org/ Every little bit counts. DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction, and contains explicit, sexual content involving adults over the age of 21 and minors under the age of 13, and scenes of incest involving step-parents/step-children. If viewing this material is illegal where you live, OR you're a minor under the age of 18, please stop reading his. If you're not sure about this legatilty, please stop reading until you have looked into your own, local laws. Any likeness or similarity between persons, places, products or concepts are purely coincidental. If you would like to leave any positive feedback, please let me know. Thank you. Chapter 1 "Kyle, I need you to mow the lawn," said Rick as he sat down on the couch, putting his bare feet on the coffee table. "Yes, Sir," the 11-year-old boy replied. He slowly got up, went to his room and changed out of his pants, into gym shorts and put on his beat-up sneakers. It was a hot day out, so he wasn't looking forward to the chore. Rick said, "Thanks, Buddy," as Kyle went into the garage to get the mower. His stepfather was a nice enough man, but sometimes, Kyle wished that Rick would do this kind of stuff himself. The lawn was barely green, as it hadn't rained much all year. It seemed kind of pointless, but he still had to do it. To make matters worse, Kyle was forced to use an old, worn-out mower Rick found at a garage sale up the street. Kyle positioned the mower and pulled the cord; of course, it didn't start. He tried several times until the motor finally kicked in and roared to life, as if annoyed at being woken up. About 10 minutes into the task, Kyle removed his shirt. It was soaked through. I could feel beads of sweat running down his naked chest and back. "Aren't you worried about getting a sunburn?" "No," Kyle responded to his neighbor, Dan. "I just get darker." Dan was a heavy-set, middle-aged man who lived two houses down from Kyle. He lived alone, except for a lab named Lew. Dan was wearing a super hero t-shirt and shorts, and was sitting on his porch, reading. "Lucky you," Dan said. "I get burned more than I tan. I'm definitely jealous." "Yeah, I guess." Kyle moved to the backyard and was annoyed to see that he had to clean up after his little brother, Charlie. Charlie was five years younger than Kyle. He was a chubby redheaded boy with tons of energy. Charlie was running errands with their mother, and Kyle was very thankful, as Charlie would've been in the back making Kyle's job much harder. The two got along fine; in fact, Charlie kind of idolized his big brother, but sometimes the little boy could be too much for the pre-teen to deal with. After Kyle finished, he went back inside to take a shower. Rick was passed out on the couch, snoring rather loudly. Kyle wondered how his mother could sleep next to him with all that noise. In the bathroom, Kyle was standing naked before the long mirror behind the door. He was short for his age and slightly on the chubby side. His doctor said that Kyle was probably getting ready for a growth spurt and should be starting puberty any time now; however, he didn't have any body hair and his cock and balls were still small. He had seen his best-friend, Cody, naked several times, and Cody was looking more like a high schooler instead of a sixth grader. His balls had already dropped, he could get boners and had a tone of pubes. Kyle looked down at his tiny, circumcised penis and wondered if Cody would give him a few pubes to glue to his crotch. Thinking of Cody naked got Kyle hard. He had known that he liked boys as far back as he could remember. Nobody knew it, of course, since he was afraid of being beaten up at school or hated by his family. He almost told Rick once, but chickened out at the last minute. Even though Rick was the only dad he had ever known, he wasn't sure that his stepfather would want to have a faggot as a son. He was getting dressed when Charlie barged into his room. "Dad wants to see you," the boy said. "What have I told you about knocking first?!" Charlie knocked on the open door. "Dad wants to see you!" "Yeah, I got that already. You need to start knocking before coming into my room, and I'm serious." "Sorry," the boy said and sulked away. Kyle would've felt bad if it hadn't the hundredth time he had told his little brother that week. As he entered the living room, Kyle saw his mother, Ronda, talking to Dan; Rick was still asleep. "Hey, Sweetie," his mother said, "Mr. Watkins was hoping that you could do his yard work this summer?" "Yeah, I hurt my back at work and can't do all the bending and stuff. I'll pay you $20 a week to do it." "Sure, I can do it." Twenty dollars, when you're 11, isn't something you turn your nose up at. "Great. Can you start tomorrow?" "Sure." "Fantastic. Thank you Ronda...and Kyle, of course." Dan left looking very happy. Dinner was simple. The four of them sat at the table eating in silence. Rick looked over at Kyle and said, "So, since you're a working man now, we need to start discussing your rent and how much of the bills you'll be paying." Kyle froze. His mashed potatoes sliding off of his spoon inches from his gaping mouth. "He's joking, Kyle," said his mother. "Am I?" asked Rick, eyebrows raised in challenge to his wife's statement. "We can't keep feeding him forever. He's eating so much, he's getting a little pudgy." Rick, smiling, reached over and poked Kyle in the belly. "Stop!" Kyle giggled. He was very ticklish. "I'm just saying that grown men pay their bills around here." "Well, I don't see any grown men around here," said Ronda with a bit of snark. Charlie and Kyle laughed. Rick looked at his wife and said, "I guess I'll have to show you tonight," and winked. The boys' laughter changed to cries of protest about being gross while eating. The rest of the night was peaceful enough. They all watched the latest big studio, kid's movie, and after Charlie went to bed (after lots of protesting), they watched another, slightly more mature action film. Kyle said good night and went to bed. Ever since he was nine, Kyle slept naked. He didn't like the way clothes constricted his body as he slept. The only times he ever wore anything was when he had to share his room with friends or family. He often massaged his small cock until he passed out. He was still self-conscious about how small it was. He and Cody measured their dicks once, and Kyle was about an inch long when hard. Cody was about three inches, and that was before puberty. Kyle was afraid to ask his friend how much bigger he had gotten, but even limp, Cody was easily three inches. He had seen Charlie naked many times, and even his little brother's cock was longer than his own. Kyle guessed that his biological father must have had a small dick, too, which is why his mother left when Kyle was little. At some point in the night, Kyle woke up from the sound of his mother giggling. He listened intently and could barely hear the voices of his mother and Rick talking and laughing from their room across the hall. He was unable to make out any words, but after seven years of living with Rick, he knew that they were about to have sex. Kyle got a boner instantly. Kyle had seen Rick naked a few times. Rick was tall, muscular and hairy. He worked in a mill and was naturally toned from the activity. Rick's dick was about four or five inches soft and had foreskin that just came short of covering the tip of his penis. Once day, while Ronda was at work, Kyle had once asked Rick why his dick looked different than his own. Rick told Kyle about circumcisions and foreskin, but Kyle just wasn't getting it. So, Rick took the 9-year-old into the bathroom and they took a shower together. They had never done that before, so both were rather nervous. Rick showed Kyle his penis and how the foreskin worked, then pointed out Kyle's circumcision scar. Kyle had, without thinking twice, reached up and started fondling Rick's penis, playing with the foreskin and sliding his back and forth over the head of Rick's ever enlarging cock. It was clear to Rick that Kyle wasn't meaning anything sexual by this, but Rick wasn't exactly comfortable with the idea of a little boy freely jerking him off; however, it was Rick's idea, so he couldn't be mad at his stepson. When Kyle seemed satisfied with his exploration of Rick's penis, Rick had Kyle get out of the shower. Rick stayed, and Kyle went back to his room. It was that day that Kyle started to heavily play with his own penis, and the real reason he slept naked was in the hope that, one day, Rick would come in and play with his cock the way Kyle played with Rick's. **Chapter 2 Coming Soon**