Date: Thu, 5 Jul 2018 10:03:52 +0100
From: Bill Jonners <colin4men@gmail.com>
Subject: Jamie and Uncle George 96

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

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JAMIE AND UNCLE GEORGE


Chapter 96


"A letter for me?" Jamie was very surprised. Then he saw the Belgian stamp
and recognised the handwriting. "It's from Mum," he said as he opened the
envelope.

George looked on but said nothing as Jamie read the letter. He thought his
nephew didn't look very happy.

"She wants me to visit her in Brussels," Jamie told his uncle when he
finally put the letter down. "Says she misses me but also wants me to meet
her new boyfriend."

"You don't seem very happy to get the invitation," George remarked.

"I am glad she has a new boyfriend because I didn't like the previous one -
that English guy Joey. I always thought he only loved himself."

George smiled. "And what does Moira - your mum - say about the new man in
her life?"

"Not much. Just that he is Dutch and a little older than her," replied
Jamie. He frowned and went on. "I will miss Sture if I have to go to
Brussels."

"You only need to be away for a few days. I'm sure you can arrange to go
while Sture is working," said George. "How are you going to get to
Brussels? Do you want me to take you?"

Jamie shook his head. "That won't be necessary. Mum said that she has
spoken to Dad and he will meet me at the railway station in Paris. He will
come with me to Brussels."

"I see. Well, I think you are old enough to travel by yourself. It's a long
journey but you can get a direct train from Nice." George went over and
gave Jamie a hug. "I will miss you when you are away."

"I'll miss you, Uncle George," said Jamie. "I'll try to make it a short
trip."

"When will you go?" George asked.

"Mum suggested next weekend. She said that would suit Dad as well," replied
Jamie. "I will check with Sture when he phones later and maybe we can buy
train tickets tomorrow."

"That sounds like a good idea," said George.

***


The following Friday morning Jamie stood on platform 1 at Nice-Ville
station. He had just said goodbye to his uncle and now he was hugging
Sture. "I will really miss you." There were tears in his eyes when he spoke
to his Swedish boyfriend.

"I will miss you too but you will only be away for five days," responded
Sture. "You'll be back before you know it. Besides, it will be good to see
your mum and your dad again." Sture looked around and gave Jamie a quick
kiss. "Now you'd better get on the train. It is due to leave in a minute or
two."

Jamie made his way into the compartment where he had left his suitcase and
the picnic lunch prepared by Anders. He was pleased to see that he had the
compartment to himself but there were tears in his eyes when he sat down by
the window and waved to Sture. There was a whistle and the train started to
move forward. Jamie waved until Sture was out of sight then gazed out of
the window at the passing scenery for a while.

Enjoying his book, Jamie hardly noticed the train stopping at Cannes but he
looked up when the compartment door opened and a man in his late twenties
entered. Jamie thought the man looked familiar but he couldn't remember
where he had seen him before. However he thought the dark-haired man was
very sexy.

The man nodded at Jamie and said, "Bonjour" as he sat opposite him. Their
eyes met and the man smiled. Suddenly Jamie remembered. He was Monsieur
Gerrard's assistant and they had met in Cannes when Monsieur Gerrard took
photos of Sture.

"You are Jamie, n'est-ce pas?" The man held out his hand.

"Yes, and you are Lucien. We met at the Palais des Festivals et des
Congres." Jamie returned the smile as he shook the man's hand. "Are you
going to Paris too?"

"I am," the man confirmed. "It will be nice to have your company on the
journey." Lucien had heard from his boss about the blowjob he had given
Jamie. "Are you travelling alone?"

Jamie nodded. "Yes but my dad will be meeting me in Paris. We are going to
Brussels together."

"That's nice," said Lucien. "I'm going for a business meeting which is why
I'm wearing a suit. I prefer casual dress."

"You look very smart...but I'm happy to be wearing shorts," said Jamie.

"You look good in shorts, quite sexy." Lucien winked.

"You think so?" Jamie smiled but he could feel his cock beginning to
stiffen.

"Definitely." Lucien smiled. "But I think you would look even better
without them. My boss - Monsieur Gerrard - told me that he saw you naked."

"I think he did - when I was changing out of my wet underwear." Jamie
didn't want to say too much in case Lucien didn't know everything that
happened when he was alone with Monsieur Gerrard.

Lucien smirked. "Yes, that's correct. He also said that he would like to
take more photos of you and your...um, boyfriend."

"Sture is the real model but I'd be happy to pose for some photos too if he
visits the farm where I live," said Jamie.

"Yeah? I will have to tell him," Lucien responded.

"Aye. I might even pose for naked photos. Sture wouldn't but I would."
Jamie winked.

"In that case, I must get my boss to arrange a visit. I'd love to see you
naked." Lucien smiled.

Jamie groped his hard cock. "Would you? I'd like to see you naked."

Lucien grinned. "I bet you would."

Jamie was hoping the man would make a move but instead Lucien picked up his
newspaper and looked at the front page. Then the ticket inspector came in
and checked their tickets. Jamie's cock was still very hard and he decided
he would have to make the first move if anything was to happen on the
train. He put his hand up the leg of his shorts and pulled out his stiff 4
inch (20 cm) cock. Lucien didn't seem to have noticed so Jamie coughed.

Lucien glanced over at Jamie and then his eyes widened when he saw the
cockhead and Jamie's hand around the shaft. "What are you doing? Somebody
might come in."

"The ticket inspector has already been and the train won't stop again until
we reach Marseille," said Jamie. "It's very unlikely that anyone will pass
by let alone come into this compartment."

Lucien swallowed. "But..." He was at a loss for words.

"You said you wanted to see me naked," said Jamie. "Shall I take my shorts
off?"

"Well...I am not sure that's a good idea." Lucien wanted to see more of
Jamie but he was nervous about being in a public place.

"Pull down the blinds on the corridor windows and door," suggested
Jamie. "Then nobody will see anything if they walk past."

Lucien hesitated for a moment but then walked over and pulled down the
blinds. When he turned round he saw Jamie pulling off his shorts and
briefs. "Jamie..."

Jamie just grinned and then moved to stand in front of the man. "You can
touch if you want."

Again Lucien hesitated. Then he reached out and ran the tip of a finger
slowly up the cockshaft. Excited by the touch, Jamie's cock sent out a
bubble of pre-cum. Lucien smiled and then licked his lips. He took the cock
between his finger and thumb and gently wanked it. "Do you want me to give
you a blowjob?"

"That would be nice but I'd rather give you one," replied Jamie. "Can I see
yours?"

"Well...I suppose so but I'm not taking my trousers off," said Lucien.

That was enough for Jamie to get on his knees between the man's legs and
reach out to the bulging crotch. Lucien sighed as the small hand squeezed
his erection. When Jamie's other hand started to undo his fly, Lucien said,
"Let me help you." Soon the man's belt was unbuckled, his trousers opened
and Jamie's hands were tugging at the man's briefs.

Lucien raised himself off the seat and allowed Jamie to pull his briefs and
trousers part way down his thighs. "Wow! You've got a nice one," said Jamie
as he saw the thick 7 inch (18 cm) cock in all its glory. He wrapped his
fingers around the shaft and squeezed it. "It's a beauty. I would love to
be fucked by this."

"You like being fucked?" Lucien asked.

"I love it," Jamie replied with a big grin. "If we were somewhere more
private, I'd let you fuck me now." Then, with no more ado, Jamie bent
forward and took the man's cockhead into his mouth and sucked it.

Lucien moaned and then looked on as Jamie sucked, licked and then teased
his cockhead with his tongue. He knew that this was no innocent young
teen. He allowed Jamie to do as he pleased for almost ten minutes then said
softly, "I'm getting close. You'd better move off if you don't like to
swallow."

Jamie carried on as before, playing with the man's hairy balls as he waited
for the explosion of salty cream. Lucien gasped and then began spunking
off, sending spurt after spurt of cum into Jamie's mouth. Jamie swallowed
every drop and then licked the man's cock clean. "You taste good," Jamie
said when he sat back. "And it was a nice big load too."

"Thanks." Lucien smiled, unsure of what to say to such a compliment. Then
he pulled his briefs and trousers up and made himself decent. "Now it's my
turn to get your cream," he said.

Jamie stood up and his stiff, now dripping cock pointed at Lucien. The men
bent down and took the whole cock into his mouth. His hands grabbed hold of
Jamie's buttocks and he went to work, slurping on the juicy boy-cock. It
didn't take long before Jamie was moaning and trying to hold back. He
wasn't successful for long though and he cried out, "I'm going to cum!"
seconds before firing his load into Lucien's eager mouth.

Lucien smacked his lips and said, "Delicious. It's been a long time since I
have tasted teenage boy cum."

"Maybe I can give you some more when you and Monsieur Gerrard come to the
farm," Jamie said with a smile.

"I'd like that," said Lucien. "You'd better put your clothes back on now as
we are approaching Marseille."

Jamie quickly put his briefs and shorts back on and looked quite innocent
when the train drew into the station. He was quite disappointed when three
other people entered the compartment because this meant there wouldn't be
an opportunity for more fun with Lucien. However there was some innocent
chat and the journey passed pleasantly.


"Sture will be returning to Sweden in a few weeks so tell your boss to
arrange a visit soon if he wants more photos of us," Jamie said as he left
the train with Lucien. "Oh, there's my dad. Bye!"

Lucien looked on amused as Jamie ran into the arms of a man waiting by the
platform entrance. "I wonder if that man knows what his son gets up to," he
said to himself as he walked past them.

"Let me carry your suitcase," Andy said when Jamie finally let him go. "Our
hotel is just around the corner."

"Okay." Jamie couldn't stop grinning. "It's great to see you again, Dad."


Minutes later they were in the hotel room and sharing a passionate kiss. "I
hope you're going to fuck me, Dad," Jamie said afterwards.

"I can see you're horny." Andy nodded down at the tent in Jamie's shorts
and smiled. "I don't want a quick fuck though. I want to make love to you."
He paused to give Jamie a quick kiss on the lips. "Let's have dinner first
and then we can take our time to enjoy ourselves."

Jamie was disappointed at having to wait but he wanted to give his dad the
best possible sex. "Okay, I suppose we should eat first...and I am hungry,"
he said.

"I spotted a nice little restaurant earlier. Let's go." Andy gave Jamie a
hug before opening the hotel room door.

Jamie liked the cosy bistro and was pleased to be seated next to a
window. He bent forward and whispered, "We can check out cute passers-by as
we have our meal."

Andy laughed and responded, "Do you think about sex all the time?"

"No, not all the time," Jamie replied with a very serious look on his
face. Then he smiled and added, "Just most of the time." Andy rolled his
eyes and then turned his attention to the menu.

The waiter came over to take their order a short time later. Jamie asked
for Magret de Canard before noticing the bulge at the front of the man's
trousers. His eyes widened and then he looked up at the man's face. He
guessed the waiter was about forty and thought that the touch of grey hair
made him look very distinguished. The waiter seemed to sense Jamie looking
at and turned back to him when he'd finished taking Andy's order. "Is there
something else you'd like, young man?"

"Yes, but it's not on the menu," replied Jamie. This earned him a kick from
his dad and Jamie said, "Sorry. No, nothing else."

The waiter turned and walked away. "Could you be a little less obvious when
you are lusting over a complete stranger?" Andy said with some annoyance.

"Sorry, Dad, but did you see the size of his bulge? He must have a huge
one!" said Jamie.

Andy shook his head. "You really must learn to be more careful in
public. You could get into serious trouble."

"Sorry, Dad." Jamie bowed his head, knowing he had gone too far.

"Okay, think before you speak in future," said Andy.

The rest of the time in the restaurant passed without incident. They both
enjoyed the food and Andy enjoyed the Kronenbourg beer. Jamie avoided
looking at the waiter and added a few Francs to the tip left by Andy as an
apology before leaving.

After a short walk, they returned to the hotel. "I hope you are as horny as
me now," Jamie said as they rode up in the lift.

Andy laughed. "Maybe. I don't think we'll get the chance to do anything
when we're staying in your mum's apartment so we'd better make the most of
this evening."

Locking the room door behind them, Andy said, "I enjoyed the two beers at
the restaurant but I need a pee now. Put on the tv if you wish."

"I don't want tv. I want you to pee over me," said Jamie. "Please..."

Andy smiled, remembering the previous occasions on which some piss action
had taken place. It always made Jamie very horny. "Okay, you'd better strip
off...and do it quickly. I'm bursting." He removed his shoes, trousers and
briefs while Jamie stripped completely.

Jamie was kneeling in the shower and displaying an erection in less than
two minutes. "Soak me, Dad. My body and my face."

Andy stepped up closer and pointed his semi-erect cock at Jamie's
chest. "Ready?" Jamie nodded and Andy let go. The initial trickle soon
turned into a steady stream and Andy sprayed it across his son's chest,
down over his cock and balls, and then at his face.

Jamie moved his head so that all parts of his face received some of the
pale yellow liquid and then he opened his mouth. Andy took the hint and
aimed for his son's mouth. Jamie gulped down as much as he could but some
piss dribbled down his chin onto his chest. Finally the flow came to an
end. "That was great, Dad. Thanks," Jamie said as he stood up. "Do you want
to finish stripping off and then have a shower with me?"

"Aye, I'll join you." Andy smiled. Moments later they were running soapy
hands over each other and Andy was as stiff as Jamie. Nothing was said as
they looked at each, even when drying after the shower, until Andy finally
lifted the boy into his arms. "Do you want to, son?" he asked as they moved
towards the large bed.

Jamie nodded. "I want it just as much...no, I want it more than you. I've
missed you, Dad."

"Even with Sture?" Andy asked.

"I love Sture in a different way. He's very special to me but you are my
dad," Jamie replied. "I want us to be as close as humanly possible." He
lifted his head and kissed his father full on the mouth.

When they parted, Andy smiled and lay Jamie tenderly on top of the bed. "I
want to make love to you, son," he said as he climbed on top of his teenage
son and wrapped his arms around him. He covered Jamie's face and neck in
kisses, and then slowly worked his way down kissing as he went.

Jamie sighed when his father opened his lips and took the whole 4 inch (10
cm) teenage cock into his mouth. He had been leaking pre-cum for several
minutes and Andy slurped it off before sucking and licking the iron hard
rod. "So good," Jamie muttered in a soft voice while running one hand
through his father's hair. He was tweaking his own nipples with the other
hand. When his father's fingers started toying with his hairless balls,
Jamie spread his legs to allow full access.

A short time later Andy pushed Jamie's legs up and back so that he could
lick under the balls. Jamie took hold of his legs and said in little more
than a whisper, "Yes, Dad. Eat my pussy. Get me ready for your lovely big
cock."

Andy looked at Jamie lovingly as he gave the boy-cock a swipe with his
tongue and then licked along the perineum to the rosebud which had been his
ultimate target. Jamie moaned as the tongue flickered over the pink pucker
and then arched his back and hissed when the tip of the tongue started
probing inside. "Yeah, take me. I'm all yours," the boy cried.

The probing tongue was then followed by a finger, and then later by a
second finger. After a few more minutes of prodding and stretching, Jamie
begged. "Please, Dad. Give me your cock now. I need it inside me."

Andy grabbed the tube of lubricating jelly when he'd left handy earlier and
quickly greased up his throbbing 7 inch (18 cm) cock. Then, after bending
to give Jamie a quick kiss, he got into position and gazed at the twitching
boy-pussy. He rubbed the cockhead over it and then raised himself a little
higher and applied pressure. Jamie pushed back and then, with apparent
ease, the cock slid inside.

Jamie smiled as he felt the cock penetrating deeper. "Thanks, Dad. I love
you."

"I love you too, son," said Andy as he bottomed inside the tight warm
hole. They came together and kissed passionately before the urge to fuck
couldn't be ignored. Andy started moving with short, regular thrusts but
these quickly became faster and faster.

"Yes, Dad. Fuck me hard. We can do it more gently next time," said Jamie.

Andy was grateful for Jamie's words because he knew he'd find it hard to
hold back. He started to really pound into Jamie, taking both of them
towards a climax. Jamie was the first to cum, moaning louder before crying
out, "I'm going to cum!" and then spunking off. This triggered Andy's
ejaculation and he gasped before sending blast after blast of man-cream
deep into Jamie's arse.

The pair kissed and then hugged afterwards before drifting off to
sleep. Their plans for a second round were wiped out by exhaustion from the
long, tiring journey.


Jamie was the first to come to life the next morning. He smiled when he
turned and saw his dad cuddling up to him but soon moved under the covers
in search of the man's cock. He was sucking it when Andy awoke. "What are
you doing?" Andy asked sleepily.

"Don't you know?" Jamie grinned and took the stiff cock back into his
mouth. This inevitably lead to Jamie being fucked before breakfast.

Two happy guys smiled at each other over cheese, cold cooked meats,
croissants and pains-au-chocolat with orange juice and milky coffee.

Andy checked his watch. "We only have an hour until our train leaves from
the Gare du Nord. We better hurry up."

"Yes, Dad." Jamie winked. "I am glad we had plenty of time before
breakfast."



To be continued