Date: Sun, 6 Feb 2011 12:38:26 +0800
From: Ben Ng <ng.ben9@gmail.com>
Subject: My Nephew Cory 4

** This is a fictional account of sexual acts between an uncle
and his nephew (a minor). If this offends you, please stop
reading. However, if you like the story and has questions,
comments or suggestions, feel free to email me at
ng.ben9@gmail.com. I appreciate constructive feedback. **

I woke up at 7 am the next morning as the alarm clock
announced it was time to get up. For a moment I thought I was
still in a dream. A naked boy was in my arms, my hand still
holding his cock, and my cock nestled in his bum. It's too
good to be true. Cory stirred slightly, but he was not waking
up yet. He was having a morning wood and so was I. It was
amazing that he was hard again after three spectacular
climaxes last night. Oh the wonder of youth.

I started stroking him gently; I've decided it's going to be
my way of waking him up in the next few days. As I manipulated
his member he started to moan and open his eyes. For a moment
he was disoriented. He was not used to waking up this way.
Turning his head he saw my face and started to relax and
smile.

"Good morning, uncle Ben." He greeted me with his sleepy
voice.

"Good morning, Cory. How was your sleep?" I smiled back at
him.

"I was sleeping like a log. Too tired, I guess." He yawned and
stretched.

"I bet, after all that exercise you've been through." I
smirked.

"Yeah, I'm still tired though. Can we sleep more?" He pleaded.

"Well, not if we want to get there by noon and set up camp. We
have a long way to go. Come on, you can sleep in the car." I
offered.

"Ok." He rubbed his eyes and got ready to get up. What I love
about this kid is he never argues with me. He always behaves
in front of me because he knows I take him places and doesn't
want to annoy me. It works for both of us. Besides, our
interests are similar so there's seldom a disagreement anyway.

We got up, had a quick breakfast, and were on our way by 8 am.
It's good that we loaded everything onto the car the previous
night, because we could just hop on and drive. We had roughly
a three- to four-hour drive, depending on traffic. We were
going to a beautiful lakeside campground, and we were going to
set up camp right next to the lake and jump in as we felt like
it. It was going to be great. The best thing is that I knew a
secluded spot under the trees that guaranteed privacy. Most
people thought it was a forested area and wouldn't think about
setting up camp there, but there was a clearing just enough
for a tent and it's the perfect spot: beautiful scenery, shade
from trees, and the lake nearby. It's like a private
campground.

Just thinking about it got me excited. I was humming to the
tune on the car stereo. I like putting on upbeat music on
trips like this. It gives me the holiday mood. But today, I
turned down the volume because Cory was sleeping next to me. I
don't blame him; in fact, I was guilty of depriving him of
sleep by jacking him off the previous night. I looked over at
him. He was sleeping peacefully, not even stirring as the car
drove on. Luckily we were on the freeway. As we get near the
campground it would be too bumpy for him to sleep. So I just
let him sleep as much as he could. Watching him sleep was a
pleasure as well.

Cory woke up after about an hour into the trip. He yawned,
stretched and asked "are we there yet?"

"Not by a long shot," I told him. "We are only about one-third
into the trip. We are lucky there is no traffic. We should get
there by eleven."

"Good." He said as his hand slipped into his shorts, and I
could see he already had a bulge.

"Horny already?" I teased.

"Well, you were jacking me this morning and you didn't finish
the job, so I have to." He smirked. He took his cock out of
his shorts and started stroking it in earnest.

"Man, you got to be careful." I cautioned. "People can see you
from other cars and traffic cams can pick it up too."

"No way. Your SUV is higher than most cars and there are no
traffic cams on freeways anyway." He said lazily.

"You are addicted to doing it in public, aren't you? Ever
since the shower room jack off you've been bugging me to take
you there again."

"Yeah, I like the excitement." He smiled.

"Well, you need to tone it down because you are going to get
us in trouble. Well, get ME in trouble, mostly." I protested.

"Alright, I guess I'll wait until we stop for gas or
restroom." He said as he put his puppy back into his cage.

The thought of doing it with him at a public restroom excited
me, but I didn't want to think about it too much as I was
focused on driving. "You really can't wait until we get there,
can you?"

"Well, ever since last week, sex was all I had on my mind. I
seem to be hard constantly." He said, his hand still in his
shorts rubbing his erection. I rolled my eyes as I asked if
that was his way of being discreet.

"Would you like a wank too? Or a blow job?" He offered while
reaching over and grabbing my cock. "I'll be discreet."

"Gosh, do you even know what discreet means?" I howled. I was
half joking, half annoyed. If he wanted to keep this up, he
had to be more covert. At this rate, one of us is going to be
arrested, and it's not going to be him.

Sensing my anger, he backed down. "Hey, I was only joking, ok?
I'm not stupid."

"No, you are not," I assured him, "you are just letting your
cock think for you."

He laughed, giving my cock one last squeeze and then stopped
jacking either of us. I could see his cock still throbbing
indecently in his shorts, but he's resisting to touch it.

"That's better." I said. "We can have plenty of fun when we
get there."

Five minutes later, he gave his cock a squeeze and I could see
a wet spot on his shorts. "When is the next gas station?" He
asked. "I'm going to cum soon."

"Without touching it?" I asked incredulously. "You are even a
bigger horn dog than I was at your age."

"I keep thinking about last night and you sucking me. It was
so hot I can't get it off my head. I have to cum so badly." He
was almost begging me.

"Ok. Let me find a place to stop." I told him. "Cover yourself
with my jacket or people will see your boner."

I took the next exit that led to a gas station. It was a small
town in the middle of nowhere, with a restaurant, a few shops,
a gas station and nothing else. I parked the car quickly and
got out. We went into the shop next to the gas station and
pretended we were looking for things to buy. Cory immediately
located the restroom, got the keys from the counter and walked
towards it. It was a one stall restroom on the other side of
the building. Having the key means others would have to wait
before we return it. In any case, I made sure the door was
locked when we went in. I was relieved to find it clean.

Immediately after I locked the door Cory started to strip. He
took off his t-shirt, shorts and underwear in no time. I
helped him hang his clothes behind the door and he started
stroking right away. He was breathing heavily and bucking his
hips. Boy, he was close to climax.

"Suck me." He said breathlessly. He sure wasn't wasting any
time. I got on my knees and took him into my mouth. He was
leaking precum and his cock was throbbing wildly. I took his
entire cock in and savored the taste of his precum. Delicious,
I thought. This young sexy stud is mine, all mine. I've woken
the beast in him and there's no stopping it.

He gave a few thrusts, and started cumming. He really was so
close. He held my head tightly, and jabbed the back of my
throat as he came. One, two, three, four shots of cum blasted
my throat, and I drank it all. His body arched, and his knees
started to get weak. He gave a long sigh and started to
collapse on me. I had to support him, just like I did at the
shower room last week. What a wild beast, I thought to myself.
What have I done to him?

When he finally came to his senses, he gave me a weak smile.
"That was awesome!" He exclaimed. "It's so much better when I
hold it off. I've been horny since this morning. I've been
holding off for two and a half hours!"

"Yey, way to go, my boy!" I cheered. "Now can you hold off for
another one and a half hours as we get on the road again? At
this pace we will never reach the campground!"

Cory smiled sheepishly and said, "I'll try my best. But now,
it's your turn!" Really, at age thirty two, I didn't have to
get off every two hours. But I wouldn't mind if someone is
offering to suck me. How can I turn him down, my cute nephew?

As he went down on me, I stroked his back lovingly, caressing
his hair and neck with my other hand. This boy was giving me
his love, and he was sucking me with such gentleness and care.
He was going to take his time, to repay me for giving him an
intense orgasm. Once he had his climax he lost all his
animalistic lust. Instead, he was making love to me, gently
and affectionately. While licking up and down my shaft, his
hands were stroking my legs. Sometimes he would cup my balls
and squeeze them gently. His hands would move to my butt,
holding my cheeks firmly, moving in circles. I was in heaven
as I enjoyed his expert touch. This boy was fast becoming a
world class cocksucker.

He surprised me when he parted my ass cheeks with his hands
and explored my crack. He slid his finger up and down my
crack, trying to locate my anus. When he found the hole, he
inserted his finger gently and wiggled it in. I was not
prepared for it so a yelped a little. I've never put anything
up my ass and it was uncomfortable, to say the least.

He felt my discomfort and he looked up at me, quizzingly. He
was unsure if he should proceed or stop. I told him I was a
bit uncomfortable, but he could proceed gently. He started
deep throating me while slowly inserting one finger in me. He
wiggled around and found my prostate, and started pressing on
it. I felt like I was going to cum immediately, every time he
did that. After rubbing my prostate a few times, I started
cumming involuntarily. It was like I had no control. I came
hard, shooting squirt after squirt of thick cum. I lost count
of how many volleys I had; I was in heaven. I've never had an
orgasm so intense. I've heard about prostate massage but I've
never done it before. It was a new experience for me and
totally blew me away.

"Wow, where did you learn to do that?" I asked breathlessly.

"Well, I've been messing around with my friends for a couple
of months now. Some of them like to finger themselves while
cumming. Did it feel good?"

"It was beyond good. It was the most intense orgasm I had." I
told him honestly.

"Well, let's see... I gave you the best blow job you've had, and
the most intense orgasm. That's two down, two to go." He
grinned.

"What's the other two?" I asked.

"The best hand job, and the best sex. That's the jackpot." He
answered seriously.

"Are you competing against my wife? And are you trying to take
over?" I joked.

"Well, you know how competitive I am, and I always want to
win. And knowing I'm better at sex than your wife makes me
proud." He looked me straight in the eyes as he spoke.

"To be honest, Vicky is not all that into giving hand jobs
either. It's mostly kissing, petting, and sex." I told him.

"Well, I'm not going to compete with her on the kissing part,
but I believe I got the hand job, blow job, and best orgasm
down. And the sex part... let's wait on that, but I think I
already won with three out of five categories." He said
proudly.

"Great. You won. Now get your clothes back on and let's
continue our trip. Otherwise we won't get there till dusk.
Boy, this kid was determined to give me the best sex in every
possible way! What have I done to deserve such luck?

To be continued...