Date: Sat, 18 Apr 2015 09:45:35 +0100
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Jamie and Uncle George 24

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This story is completely fictional. It contains descriptions of sexual
interactions between a teenager, his uncle and other males.

Comments always welcome at colin4men@gmail.com



JAMIE AND UNCLE GEORGE

Chapter 24


"Have you seen Jamie?" George asked Anders. "I can't find him."

"Gom has disappeared too. They're probably together," said Anders.

George sighed. "I was going to take him into Nice to get kitted out with
clothes for school. That can wait but he shouldn't be taking Gom away from
his work. I'll need to have words with him."


Meanwhile in the stable loft Gom was getting dressed. "Anders will be angry
with me. I shouldn't have been away for so long," he said.

"Relax. Just tell him I needed your help with something," said Jamie.

Gom frowned. "He will guess what you needed help with - getting off. I
don't know why I let you talk me into it."

"You weren't complaining when we were sixtynine-ing a few minutes ago,"
Jamie said.

"See you later," said Gom before hurrying back to the office.

Jamie lay back and smiled. He liked Gom a lot and he had enjoyed their
afternoon sex session. He was still horny though. "I wonder if Uncle George
is busy," he thought. He decided he should return to the house.


"There you are," said George when Jamie appeared on the patio. "Do you know
why Anders is annoyed with Gom?"

"Is he? Well, I guess it's my fault. I was bored so I persuaded Gom to play
with me for a while," replied Jamie.

"Gom is trying to take the blame but I guessed it would be your fault. I
can also guess what you were playing at," said George.

Jamie laughed. "I was horny."

George shook his head. "You don't seem to understand that Gom is paid to do
a job here. He's not your playmate. You take him away from his work and you
don't even apologise."

"I'm sorry," said Jamie. He now realised that his uncle was upset with him.

"You will be. Bend over my knees - now!" George looked sternly at Jamie.

Jamie gulped and stepped closer to his uncle. George pointed to his knees
and the boy, naked as usual, bent over them.

With one hand holding Jamie steady, George began to spank the boy's bare
buttocks. Jamie accepted it in silence but tears came to his eyes as the
large hands slowly turned his arse cheeks pink. There was little pain at
this point but Jamie felt bad for getting Gom into trouble and for letting
his uncle down. "I really am sorry, Uncle George," he said. The man grunted
and carried on spanking Jamie.

By the seventh spank, Jamie felt his bum becoming sore. "Stop wriggling,"
said George. Two spanks later Jamie groaned and George knew he was getting
through to him. He gave the boy one final spank and then ordered him to
stand up. Ignoring Jamie's hard-on, he took the boy's hand and led him
inside and along to the office.

Anders and Gom looked up in surprise when the pair suddenly entered the
office. "Apologise," was all George said.

"I am sorry for taking Gom away from his work, Anders. It won't happen
again," said Jamie. "And I'm sorry for getting you into trouble, Gom. I was
being selfish."

"Okay, apology accepted," said Anders. Gom nodded at Jamie and gave him a
smile.

"Go upstairs to your room and stay there until you're called for dinner,"
George said to Jamie.

"Yes, sir," said Jamie.

As he watched the boy leave the room, George felt proud of the way Jamie
had apologised. His nephew had behaved irresponsibly earlier but he felt
certain that he had learned his lesson.


Jamie meantime had mixed feelings. He regretted his earlier actions but he
was feeling horny again. He couldn't understand why the spanking had left
him with a hard-on and he recalled the last time he had been spanked. That
had been with Anders and Gom watching, and he had wanked off in front of
them afterwards.

When Jamie reached his room, he went straight over to the full-length
mirror to check out his bum. It was quite pink but there were no
marks. Jamie then faced the mirror and grabbed his erection. He began to
wank, wishing that Anders was standing in front of him again. His hand flew
up and down taking him closer and closer to the edge. Suddenly he gasped
and spunked off, sending several blasts of cum onto the mirror. When he had
finished, Jamie knelt down and licked all the cum off the mirror. Then he
picked up a comic and lay face down on the bed to read it.


***

"Where are we going for my clothes? One of the department stores?" Jamie
asked as his uncle drove them to Nice two days later.

"No, I'm taking you to an old-fashioned tailor's shop that I've been going
to for years. The owner has become a good friend," replied George.

"Old-fashioned?" Jamie screwed up his nose.

"Perhaps I should have said 'traditional.' He caters for modern fashions
but he also does good made-to-measure suits," said George. "I might want
you to accompany me to business dinners occasionally so you need a nice
suit."

Jamie thought that business dinners might be boring but he was pleased by
the thought that his uncle wanted his company. "I must ask Dad to bring my
kilt with him when he comes over next time. I assume I will get the chance
to wear it sometimes," said Jamie.

"Definitely. I like to wear mine once in a while," said George. "And now
you're away from your mother, you won't have to wear underwear with the
kilt in future."

Jamie smiled. "That will be fun."

"Your Dad talked about coming over in October. Remind me to phone him this
evening and I'll ask if he has booked a flight," said George.


On arrival at the shop, they were greeted by a pleasant young man dressed
in a smart, tight-fitting grey suit. "Good to see you again, Monsieur
George. I will let Monsieur Morgan know that you are here." He then
disappeared off into a room at the back.

"You'll like Wynn," said George. "He's lived in France for a long time now
and he's always had lots of young friends." He winked at his nephew.

"He's not French?" asked Jamie.

"No, he's from Wales. That's almost as good as being Scots," replied George
with a smile. Jamie laughed.

"George! So nice to see you," said the grey-haired man who seemed to appear
out of nowhere. He gave George a big hug and then looked down at
Jamie. "And who is this handsome fellow?"

 "This is my nephew Jamie. He'll be starting at the international school on
Monday and we're here to get him kitted out," said George.

Jamie held out his hand but Wynn bent down to give him a hug. One arm went
round Jamie's back with the hand just touching Jamie's shoulder while the
other went lower. Jamie didn't know if it was accidental or not but Wynn's
second hand was resting on his bum. As Wynn stood back up, he said, "I'm
delighted to meet you, Jamie. I hope you will enjoy going to school in
Nice."

"Thank you. I'm sure I will," said Jamie. Wynn was some years older than
his uncle but Jamie immediately decided that he liked him. There was
something about the man's smile and twinkling eyes that appealed to him.

"So shall we start with a school blazer?" Wynn looked from Jamie to
George. "I think I can tell his size just by looking at him." He walked
over to a rack holding various maroon-coloured blazers and selected
one. "Here Jamie, try this one on."

Jamie put the blazer on and buttoned up the front. "That looks good on
you," said George.

"Just perfect, and you'll need a tie too," said Wynn.

"And half a dozen shirts. Is white or grey the recommended colour?" George
addressed Wynn.

"Both colours are acceptable but I think Jamie will look better in white,"
said Wynn. He looked through some packaged shirts on a shelf and pulled one
out. "I think this one will fit you. Why don't you try it on?"

Jamie had taken off the blazer while Wynn was getting a shirt. Wynn had
expected the boy to go to the changing room but Jamie casually took off his
own shirt in the middle of the shop and then put on the white one offered
to him. "Turn round," Wynn instructed and Jamie slowly turned around to
show how well the shirt fitted. "Yes, that's a good fit. I suggest four
short-sleeved shirts like that and two with long sleeves."

"Trousers next," announced George.

"Would you prefer shorts or long trousers, Jamie? The school allows both,"
said Wynn.

"I'd like to wear shorts while the weather is good but I think I should
have long trousers for the cooler months," replied Jamie as he unbuttoned
the shirt.

"A good idea," said Wynn. "Now let's check your sizes." He removed the tape
measure from around his neck and used it to measure Jamie's waist. Then he
knelt down in front of Jamie. With one hand near Jamie's right ankle, Wynn
took one end of the tape measure in the other hand and reached upwards. His
fingers gently pushed into Jamie's crotch while he looked at the other end
of the tape to establish his inside leg measurement.

Jamie looked over at his uncle and smiled when Wynn's fingers nudged his
balls. "You'll give him an erection if you keep rubbing his balls like
that, Wynn," said Bill.

"Sorry. Sorry." Wynn was slightly flustered and he quickly got to his
feet. "Follow me and I'll give you a pair of trousers to try on."

"Is he...one of us?" Jamie whispered to his uncle as they followed the
tailor to the rear of the shop. George nodded. "Good. I can have some fun,"
Jamie whispered back. George rolled his eyes and smiled.

"These should fit you. You can change in that cubicle while I fetch a pair
of shorts for you to try on," said Wynn. He couldn't look Jamie in the
eyes.

Jamie quickly changed into the trousers and came back out of the cubicle to
show them to Wynn and his uncle. "What do you think?"

"I think they fit well," replied Wynn.

"They are not too tight, Uncle George?" Jamie moved closer and winked up at
him.

George squeezed his nephew's buttocks. "No. Feels like a good fit to me."

Jamie smiled. "Good. I'll try on the shorts now." He then started to remove
the trousers.

Wynn was still trying to process the sight of George groping his nephew's
bum but his mouth dropped open when he saw the erection tenting Jamie's
low-cut briefs.

Jamie handed the trousers to his uncle and stood with his hand on his
hips. He waited for several moments and then said, "Can I try the shorts on
now?"

"Oh yes. Sorry," said Wynn as he held out the shorts to Jamie. He watched
as the boy put them on. "I think they look good on you."

"Not too tight here?" Jamie asked while cupping his balls.

"N..no," croaked Wynn.

"Good," said Jamie. He quickly took off the shorts and handed them over to
Wynn to stand in nothing but his briefs. "Uncle George says I've to get a
made-to-measure suit. Perhaps you can take the measurements before I get
dressed again."

"Er..." Wynn turned to look at George who nodded his agreement. "I'll just
go and get my notebook and pen," said Wynn.

As the tailor walked off, George whispered to Jamie, "You're naughty to
tease him."

"I know but it's fun," replied Jamie.

Wynn soon returned and he did his best to ignore the bulge in Jamie's
briefs as he took the measurements for the jacket. "Do you require a
waistcoat?" Wynn asked George.

"No, a two piece suit will be fine," replied George.

"Fine. I can recommend a number of materials and designs. Let me show you
some samples," said Wynn.

"Are you not going to finish measuring up first? You only took rough
measurements for my school trousers," said Jamie. "I don't want anything
sub-standard."

"Er, yes of course," said Wynn. He checked Jamie's waist size again and
then knelt down to take outside and inside leg measurements.

Wynn was careful not to touch Jamie's briefs when checking the inside leg
size but the boy didn't let him off with that. "I don't want baggy
trousers," said Jamie. "Measure me properly like last time."

Wynn blushed but he pushed the tip of the tape measure against Jamie's
balls. "That's better," said Jamie.

Feeling more confident, Wynn stood up. "Just the hip size and then we're
done," he said. He put his tape behind Jamie's buttocks and then brought it
round the front. He gulped but said nothing as the tape went over the clear
outline of the boy's cock when he took his measurement.

"Right, that's us done," said Wynn. "The suit will be ready for a fitting
next Thursday. I'll get your other purchases organised."

"I think I need more underwear," said Jamie.

"What kind of underwear?" Wynn looked at Jamie and then at George.

"I like to see him in low-cut briefs," replied George. "Can you bring us a
selection to choose from?"

"Certainly," said Wynn. He knew that George was gay but thought it odd for
him to say that he liked seeing his nephew in low-cut briefs. As he went
off to get some briefs to show them, he wondered if the pair had any kind
of sexual relationship. The thought gave him a thrill and made his cock
harder than it already was.

Jamie meantime was talking quietly with his uncle. "Let me see if I can get
him to give me a blow-job. I'm sure he will want to once he sees me totally
naked."

"He might not be into giving boys blow-jobs," pointed out George. "What
then?"

"I'll offer to give him a blow-job," replied Jamie.

George smiled. "Suppose he wants more than that?"

Jamie shrugged. "I'll let him fuck me. I guess he deserves it after me
teasing him."

"I've created a sex monster," said George.

Just then Wynn returned carrying an armful of underwear. "We have lots of
briefs but only three low-cut styles. They come in a variety of colours
though. Here you are."

Jamie looked at the briefs and selected the most revealing. It was not only
low at the front and the back, it was cut high at the sides. "I like this
white one. Can I try it on?"

"For hygiene reasons we don't allow..." Wynn was interrupted.

"Please. I really want to see what it looks like on and I think my uncle
would like to see how it fits," said Jamie.

"Well..." Again Wynn wasn't allowed to finish.

"Great!" Jamie said before taking hold of the waistband of the briefs he
was wearing and slowing pushing them down his smooth legs.

Wynn watched with his mouth open as the boy calmly revealed his rigid cock
and then stood naked for a second before taking the tiny white briefs and
slowly easing them up his legs and over his erection.

"What do you think, Uncle George?" asked Jamie as he stood tall with his
crotch thrust out. The material was so thin it was almost
transparent. George and Wynn could easily see the boy's cock and balls
through the white covering.

"Not bad. Turn around and let me see the back," said George.

Jamie turned to show that the briefs clung to his lower buttocks and left
the top of his arse crack visible. Wynn gasped when he saw how much flesh
was revealed.

"I really like those briefs. Don't you think they suit Jamie well?" George
addressed Wynn.

"I can see a damp patch," Wynn said in a quiet voice.

Jamie looked down at the briefs. "Oops, sorry. I better take them off."
Jamie then calmly took the briefs off and stood with his hard-on pointing
at Wynn. Pre-cum leaked as he became more aroused in anticipation of sex
with Wynn. "Do you like what you see?" Jamie asked after a few moments of
silence.

Wynn nodded and then turned to look at George. "Go ahead. It's obvious he
wants to have some fun," said George.

Wynn went on his knees in front of Jamie and took hold of the boy's
cock. He ran his other hand over the light stubble of pubic hair. "You have
been shaved. It looks good," said Wynn. Then he bent forward and licked the
pre-cum from Jamie's cockhead.

"Ooh, that's nice. Suck me," said Jamie.

Wynn took Jamie's cock into his mouth and sucked it briefly. He then pulled
back and used his hands to turn Jamie round. "Let me see that beautiful
little bum," said Wynn. He ran his hands over the tanned globes. "Such soft
skin, not a blemish on it. And you've clearly been sunbathing nude." He
parted the arsecheeks and gasped at the sight of the tiny pink puckered
entrance. "I've never seen anything so lovely," said Wynn before shoving
his face into the crack and tonguing the arsehole.

Jamie groaned when he felt the man's tongue prodding his hole. "Oh
yeah. That feels so good. Oh fuck, yeah." Encouraged, Wynn probed deeper
while kneading Jamie's buttocks. "Ooh, I need something bigger inside
me. Fuck me! Fuck me, please!"

Wynn stood up and quickly opened his trousers. He pushed them and his
boxers down, allowing George to see his throbbing 7 inch (18cm) cock which
was wet with pre-cum. At the same time Jamie bent over and placed his hands
just above his knees. Then Wynn moved closer and pushed his cock between
Jamie's arsecheeks, seeking out the hole. He soon found it and pressed his
cockhead against it. Jamie pushed back and, despite there only being saliva
as lubrication, the cockhead went inside fairly easily.

Jamie moaned with pleasure as the cock went deeper inside him. Wynn moved
his hands to the boy's waist and pushed the rest of his cock all the way
in. Jamie felt the man's pubic hair pressing against his buttocks and said,
"Yeah, fuck me now. Fuck me hard!"

Like Jamie, Wynn was hugely turned on and he was soon fucking the boy with
long, deep thrusts. George took his cock out and fed it to Jamie. Soon he
was mouth-fucking Jamie rather than allowing the boy to suck him.

Jamie hadn't expected anything like this when he set out on his shopping
trip but now he was being fucked at both ends and loving it. He had been
leaking pre-cum for a while but was getting close to spunking off. He
moaned around his uncle's cock as Wynn began to fuck him faster. The man
was really pounding into him now. Suddenly Jamie started shooting off,
firing blasts of cum onto the floor. Wynn's thrusts became harder.

"Uncle Wynn!"

George looked up to see the young shop assistant staring at them. Wynn
looked round and said, "Fuck!" and at the same time he began spunking off
inside Jamie.

The young man turned and hurried outside, slamming the door behind
him. "Daffyd!" Wynn shouted while continuing to pump his cum into Jamie's
arse.

Then it was George's turn. He gently held Jamie's head while spunking off
into the boy's mouth. Jamie swallowed it all.

After watching George unload into Jamie's mouth, Wynn withdrew his
softening cock and made himself decent. "That was Daffyd, my sister's
son. He's been working with me for a couple of months now and sharing my
bed for almost as long. I guess he doesn't like the idea of me having sex
with anyone else."

"Maybe it was just the shock of seeing you do it in the shop," suggested
Jamie.

"Well, I'll have a chat with him when he returns," said Wynn. "Now let me
get all your purchases together. How many pairs of these briefs do you
want?"

George smiled. "Make it six. And you put your clothes on, Jamie."

As they walked back to the car, Jamie tutted. "I never got to see or suck
Wynn's cock. How annoying."

George rolled his eyes and said, "You're never satisfied."



To be continued