Date: Thu, 10 Feb 2011 12:33:45 +0800 From: Ben Ng Subject: My Nephew Cory 7 My Nephew Cory 7 ** 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. ** Usually I wake up early on camping trips. This day I couldn't, because I was so thoroughly spent last night. I was already exhausted when I went to sleep, but in the middle of the night, my nephew Cory decided to sit on my cock and force himself on me. I was too sleepy to know what's going on, and the deed was done. Just like that. I've fucked my nephew. I'm screwed. I could hear sirens around me as cops surrounded my tent and asked me to walk out with my hands on my head. They'd throw me on the ground, cuff me and send me straight to prison. I'm going to be there for the rest of my life. Those were my thoughts as I started to wake. "Uncle Ben, wake up! WAKE UP!" Corry was shaking me violently as he yelled. "What? Are cops outside?" I asked, still half asleep. "What cops? It's a DEER!" He exclaimed. "A deer, huh? What's the big deal?" I said in my sleepy voice and went back to sleep. "It's right outside our tent! Look!" Cory kept shaking me. I opened my eyes and looked out from the window of our tent. Sure enough, there was a deer about ten feet away eating grass. They like to feed in the early morning. "Yes, Cory, a deer. Grab your camera and approach it slowly. Don't make any noise." He did as I told him and snapped a few pictures of the deer. As he was taking pictures, he accidentally stepped on a branch, scaring the deer away. "Aww... it ran away." Cory said disappointedly. "But I got a few good pics of him." "Cool. Now, Cory, I want to talk to you about last night." He knew what was coming and was silent. "What you did last night was wrong, inappropriate to say the least. You shouldn't have forced yourself on me." "But you were enjoying it too, weren't you?" He protested. "That's not the point. The point is, I wouldn't have done it if I had a choice." "It's not like I raped you or anything... I was the one getting fucked!" "But still! I could end up in prison for the rest of my life! Have you considered the seriousness of your action? I could swear cops were after me this morning. It was so real." "I'd tell them I raped you, ok? You are innocent!" "And they would believe you? A twelve year old boy raped a thirty-two year old man?" "Well that's the truth, whether they believe it or not. I'm not the victim. And who's going to report it anyway? Are you turning yourself in? I'm sure not going to report you." "Even so, I'm going to live with the consequences for the rest of my life! I fucked my nephew! Oh God!" "It's always YOU YOU YOU! You getting into trouble, you living with the consequences." He yelled. "Fine! I'll leave you alone and I won't touch you ever again!" He stormed out of the tent, still naked from last night's activities, and sporting a morning wood. "Where are you going? You are freaking naked with a boner! At least put some pants on, and shoes!" He wasn't turning back, and he was walking straight towards the forest. "Fuck off!" He yelled. I had to chase after him. He could encounter all kinds of animals in the forest. And what would people think when they see a twelve year old naked boy with a boner walking in the forest? I quickly put on my shorts and shoes, and ran after him. As I reached the edge of the forest, I looked all around but there was no sign of him. He simply disappeared. He has to be in this forest still, I thought. He couldn't have gone to the main campground naked, and he surely couldn't leave the site without a car. He has to be hiding somewhere in the forest. "Cory! Where are you? Come out! Let's talk about this, ok? Let's work this out. I'm sorry I was mad at you. Please come out!" I shouted, but there was no answer. He was not around. The forest was too big for me to search alone; it would take hours. But he's got to be here somewhere. May be he went back to the tent already? I thought to myself. I ran back to the tent, only to find it empty. He wasn't just saying it. He was really pissed and decided to leave me, not even taking any of his clothes or belongings. I sat in the tent, never feeling so helpless before in my life. I have to find him. If I had to search every inch of the forest, I would. I took my hiking gear and systematically searched every inch of the forest. I would wonder if he had gone back to the tent halfway, but I couldn't risk going back and forth and starting over again. After three hours, I combed every inch of the forest, still no sign of my Cory. I walked slowly back to the tent, half thinking he was going to be in it, half terrified that he wasn't, and I was going to lose him forever. "Twelve year old boy mauled by bear," I could see one headline reads. "Naked boy found dead in forest," another. Those thoughts swirled in my head and I started shaking. I couldn't risk losing him. I can't live without him! As I approached the tent, I was terrified. If he's not here, he's still out there and I had to contact the authorities to organize a search. As I tentatively opened the zip of the tent, I saw Cory sprawled on the floor, jerking his cock absent-mindedly. "Where the hell have you been?" I asked sternly. "Around." He said coolly. "I've been searching every inch of the forest for you for three hours! Where the hell were you hiding?" I was fuming. "I was hiding behind a tree when you came after me, and wherever you went, I went the opposite direction. I waited for a while, then came back here." He said calmly. "You deliberately avoided me, and made me search for you high and low?" I was so mad. "Yeah, I didn't want you to find me so soon." I was so angry I was shaking. I've never been so mad at him, and part of it was because I thought I would lose him forever. Tears started to run down my face. "I thought I was going to lose you. I searched everywhere but couldn't find you. I thought you were mauled by a bear or something." Seeing my tears, he started to soften. "Sorry... I guess." He sat up, a concerned look on his face. I couldn't stand it any longer and I broke down. I hugged him tightly and tears kept running down my face, onto his hair. "I thought I would lose you forever. I couldn't bear the thought of it. I can't live without you, Cory." I was sobbing uncontrollably at this point. Cory was sobbing too, and he kept mumbling "sorry." "Promise me you'd never do something like this." "I promise. I shouldn't have stormed out like that. I did force myself on you and didn't consider your reaction. I thought you were going to like it." "I know, Cory. I know you'd never put me in harm's way intentionally. It's all having fun to you." "I'll be more careful now. I promise." "Everything is ok now. Let's settle down." We both sighed a breath of relief, and sat down next to each other. As if on cue, we both started laughing. We needed to release the tension, all the emotional stress building up to this point. Things were fine again; more than fine in fact. Our attachment was even stronger. "Did you mean what you said, uncle Ben?" He asked in his innocent voice. "You can't live without me?" "Well, technically, anyone can live without anyone else..." "UNCLE BEN!" "I'm kidding. I love you very much and a part of me will always be with you." "That's not the same as you can't live without me." "I mean... I'll die a little death each day without you. You sucker!" With that, he was satisfied. He gave me his signature grin I missed so much. "You will always be in my heart and I have a special place reserved for you." "What place is that? Your cock?" "Is that all you think about?" "Yeah, pretty much." He said, and we both laughed. "So, can we play now? I haven't cum all morning." "Yeah, what do you want to do?" I asked him. "Well, I want to try edging on you, and the hands-free orgasm. You still owe me two orgasms last night, remember?" "Ok, but I'm not sure how much more my cock can take. It's already sore. While you came twice without touching your cock, all three of my cums involved intense cock action." "But my other three were intense action too, and you don't see me complaining!" "Fine. Do what you want. Take it easy, ok? Don't rub too hard. I don't want it to fall off." "Don't worry. I'll do the hands-free one first to give your cock some rest." To do the hands-free orgasm, as we called it, he needed to massage my prostate. I lay down, spread eagle, and let him do his job. He wet his finger with the lube he brought, and he inserted one finger in me. It went in without too much resistance. He kept wriggling his finger, trying to find my prostate. When he found it, I jumped a little and he knew he got it. He started rubbing it back and forth, and my cock was responding. I resisted the urge to hold my cock as he massaged my gland. As he rubbed it more and more, my cock got harder, and my orgasm was building. I couldn't cum from a prostate massage as quickly as Cory can, but given enough stimulation, I believe I can do it eventually. With him fingering me with one hand while the other hand played with my balls, I could feel my cum rising in my shaft. I was going to have my first hands-free orgasm! It took some time, but when I finally came, it was a full, mind-blowing experience. My cock jerked violently, but didn't ejaculate much. I've been spilling too much cum in the past couple of days, and my testicles can't keep up. I'm not a teenager anymore. In any case, it was great, and I thanked Cory for that. "Your turn now?" I asked Cory. "No way. I had five cums and you had four. You need another one. And I'm going to be edging you. You had me close to cumming for four times before letting me climax. I'm going to repay you." Oh boy, it's going to be a long, excruciating afternoon. "Can we have lunch first? I'm starving and I hiked the forest for three hours, remember?" I pleaded. "No! You'd fall asleep after lunch. I need you lean and hungry! Lie down!" "Help!" I cried. To be continued...