Date: Thu, 18 Oct 2018 19:15:10 +0200
From: JG
Subject: My Nephew Kyle Part 1

NKYLE

My sister had been hemmed and hawed enough. I was starting to lose my
patience. She was obviously working up to making a big ask of me but didn't
quite know how to do it.

"Look, Pam, if you need to ask me for something, just go right ahead and do
it!" I said finally in exasperation.

"Well, it's about Kyle," she began.  Kyle was my 7-year-old nephew, her
only son.  "We have access to a free attorney through work to do our wills.
I sat down with her last week and the first thing she asked me was what
would I do with Kyle if something happened to me."

"Let me stop you right there," I said, knowing where this was going. "Put
me down to take Kyle if anything happens to you.  I love that kid!"

"Oh, Rick! That means so much," Pam said.

That was three years ago.  It was one of those conversations that seemed
important at the time, but since I thought nothing would ever happen to
Pam, I had forgotten all about it.  Then there was Pam's accident, the
funeral and everything connected to those events.  I did remember talking
to her about it, but until her lawyer called, Kyle coming to live with me
seemed kind of unreal.

I got used to the idea pretty quickly though, because Kyle was such a great
kid. We always hung out at family gatherings, wrestling on the floor or
tossing the football around in the backyard.

Almost every visit, Kyle found a way to crawl up in my lap or snuggle up
next to me on the sofa.  A few of those times, I noticed how sweet, soft
and innocent he felt up against my body.  His soft, round butt looked so
tempting in sweatpants or shorts, but I knew taking those thoughts any
further would be disastrous, so I had dismissed them.

Now 10, I had to admit, the last time I saw Kyle and wrestled with him, I
loved it when that hot little butt brushed up against my cock. I caught him
looking at me with a knowing grin after one of these wrestle sessions,
almost like he felt my slightly hard cock against him and liked it.

In any case, I would love having him around and I think somehow, this
opportunity to help fulfilled a deep need in me.  And as a gay man in my
50s, I had all but given up the dream of ever being a father.  Maybe this
was the universe's way of giving me something I thought I'd never have?

I sat there, pondering all this, sitting on the little twin bed I had
bought for Kyle.  The room was all done up in an NFL theme, with the logo
of his favorite team, the Indianapolis Colts, everywhere.  I had to admit,
I had so much fun putting it all together.

The doorbell rang, it was my cousin, Jody, who was bringing Kyle down to
move in with me.

"Hey Kyle!" I said cheerfully.  But the little guy just smiled and waved at
me before plopping onto the sofa.

"He's been so quiet lately," Jody said.  I helped her in with some of his
things, offered her a snack and less than an hour later, said goodbye. Now
it was just me and Kyle, alone in what was to be "our house" for the very
first time.

Kyle did like his room, but his sullen attitude set me on edge.  Our
conversations were stilted, but the boy did respond when I pulled him close
and held him on the sofa while we watched TV.

 When it was time for bed, I supervised his shower time.  I looked in on
him and noticed his sweet, white rounded ass through the shower door.  It
was the first time I had ever seen my nephew naked, and I have to say, it
made my cock rock hard.  Feeling that sweet boy butt fleetingly now and
then on family visits was one thing but seeing it shiny and wet from the
shower was quite another.  I had to go to the living room for a while and
let my lust subside.

After he dried off, I presented him with his new, royal blue Colts PJ's. He
smiled at me and his blue eyes twinkled.  I hugged him and let my hand
slide down to the small of his back.  I wanted to feel that tight little
ass, too, but I stopped myself.

After talking about his new life with me for a while in his room, I tucked
Kyle in his new little bed, kissed him on the forehead and before I turned
out the light, looked him square in the eye, and told him I loved him.

"Thanks, Uncle Rick," was all he said.

About an hour later, I was just settling in my own bed, thinking about
beating off to some awesome porn I had found and downloaded to my iPad.  I
had gotten into twinks lately, the younger looking the better. I had even
dated a couple of college age guys for a while, but beyond getting some
good head and a little tail, none of those relationships had quite worked
out.

I had my hand around my cock when I looked up and noticed Kyle at the door.

"Hey buddy, thought you'd be asleep. Everything okay?"

"I guess, well, no...I just can't sleep on my own yet.  Is it okay if I
sleep with you, Uncle Rick?"

"Uh, sure, buddy, come on over here."

I let go of my boner and eased it back into my sleep pants. Normally I
sleep naked, but with Kyle living here now, I had decided that wouldn't
quite work anymore.  Kyle crawled into bed with me, we chatted a while and
then I realized I had a gif of a hot young twink on my iPad with a huge,
hairy cock in his mouth.

Hoping he didn't see, I clicked the iPad off and set it on the nightstand.
Kyle snuggled up next to me and in just a few moments drifted off to sleep.
I turned out the light and snuggled up with him.

Well, that night started something.  Pretty soon, Kyle didn't even start in
his own room, he just went to sleep in mine and later I would join him.
Sometimes I would jack off in the living room under the blanked or take
care of my needs in the shower, but every night I was snuggling up and
holding that little boy with his hot little ass all night long.  I would
wake up with a raging boner, but since I got up before him, I doubted he
ever noticed.

One night, though, my hard cock almost gave me away. I was still have
asleep and feeling that soft little butt up against my hardness was too
much.  I woke up just before I started humping him, came to my senses and
realized I couldn't do that.

Some mornings, I noticed that little Kyle sometimes had a nice tent pole
going on in his pajamas, too.  I suspected he loved feeling my cock near
his ass, but it could also be just normal "morning wood." I didn't dare
broach the subject.

Then one night, something changed all that. We had just finished watching
his favorite TV show and having popcorn together on the sofa.

"Uncle Rick, you're gay, right?"  Kyle asked completely out of the blue.

"Uh, yeah, I am, Buddy.  Why do you ask?"

"Well, I think I am, too," he shot back.

I was stunned into silence.

"What makes you say that?" I finally managed.

"Well, I love sleeping with you.  I am not afraid here anymore, but I don't
want to give up sleeping in your bed because I love feeling you up against
me.  I mean, I know about erections and stuff.  Whenever you get one when
we are sleeping, I get one too."

My heart started to race. I didn't know what to say next.  The boy had been
feeling my nocturnal boners up against his butt a lot more than I thought.

"Well, now, hang on.  You might enjoy sleeping in my bed, cuddling, and
all. And since it feels good you might get an erection.  But that is a
totally different thing than knowing for sure that you're..."

"I like boys. Not girls, Uncle Rick," he said flatly. "I have a tough time
in gym class because some of the boys are so cute, they give me a hard
on. It can be embarrassing."

"I see," I said.  That sounded familiar, I had to admit.

"Well, do you get teased about that or anything? Are you having any
problems because of..."

"No, nothing like that.  There are a couple of gay boys in my class and we
hang out at lunch.  I don't tell anyone about my feelings other than them.
We keep one another's secrets."

I then remembered how one of Kyle's friends had been over for a few hours
one weekend and without even considering that anything could go on, I had
let them play in Kyle's room with the door shut for an hour or two.

"So, can I ask you something, Kyle?"

"Sure, Uncle Rick."

"Have you had sex with any of these boys?"

"No, not here...none of these boys.... But back home before I moved here me
and a neighbor boy, James, and I well, we sort of..." He stopped short,
looked at the floor, then up at me.

"It's okay, Kyle, you won't shock me."

"I sucked him off.  A few times.  Well, a lot, every day after school
before mom got home."

"Oh, okay."

"I liked it. I loved it. I love cock, to be honest. And I miss it."

"Well, I, uh...I do too," I finally said.

"I never told anyone about it because I didn't want to get in trouble and I
didn't want James to get in trouble.  But it is over now, and well, we had
fun. It's not wrong or anything, is it? I am not gonna get in trouble?"

"No, not at all," I told him, reaching for his little body and pulling him
next to me on the sofa.  This time, I let my hands wander down the small of
his back. He was leaning over on me, so I had access to his hot little ass.

"You and James ever do anything down here?" I asked, gently rubbing my hand
over his two, sweet little mounds.

"No, I've seen video clips of guys doing anal, but I never have. I am a
virgin."

"I guess you are," I said.

"Is that what you like, butt sex?" he asked.

"Well, among other things...yeah."

"Uncle Rick, would it be wrong for me to suck your dick?"

"Yes. Many people would say that it is.  I mean you're a boy, only 10..."

"I'll be 11 in two months."

"Well, still, you're a boy and I am a man. And I am your uncle. There are
taboos and all. People don't think it's a good idea for a grown man and a
boy to..."

"But I want to. And I won't tell anyone.  James had a big one, bigger than
a lot of boys, but I'll bet yours is huge.  At least it feels that way when
you're sleeping and its pressed up against me."

I sat there, feeling my cock start to swell but also knowing I could be
making the biggest mistake of my life.  Then I looked at Kyle and imagined
his sweet little mouth wrapped around my cock.  My lust took over and I
rubbed his little ass even harder.

"I will do a good job, Uncle Rick.  You will love how I suck it," He said.

Then he reached over and found my stiffening tool and rubbed it through my
jeans.  I looked down at him and pulled him up for a kiss.  Usually, we
kissed on the cheek, but little Kyle knew what he wanted. He aimed his
little lips right for mine.  I didn't hesitate to thrust my tongue in his
mouth, which he seemed to love.

His grasp of my cock tightened, and I slid my hand down his pants to make
direct contact with his hot, smooth ass.  He wiggled a little as I caressed
him, all the while kissing him deeply.

"Oh, mmm.....oh..." he said to me when I let go for a second. Then, I went
right back to kissing him and pulled him even closer.  My cock was almost
fully erect, and with Kyle's big, blue eyes watching, I slowly unzipped my
jeans and slid them past my thighs.  My red underwear was straining to hold
back my thick, 8" Daddy cock.  I smiled at Kyle.

"You sure you want to do this?"

"Oh yeah, I can't wait!" the little boy said, reaching over to rub my tool
through the thin, silky underwear material.

I slid my shorts down and my cock sprung forth in all its glory, fully
erect.  Kyle gasped. He looked at me and smiled.  For the first time, I saw
his sexuality through his boyhood.  The smile was carnal and knowing.  It
perfectly matched his story of being a little cock sucker every day after
school with his friend, James.

His little hand wrapped around the base.  I am uncut, and that seemed to
fascinate the boy.  He slowly started jacking me, observing how the
foreskin retracted as he pulled down.  I groaned at the pleasure he was
giving me and smiled at him.

We kissed a few more times, then I decided we needed to get naked.  I
stripped off my t-shirt, stepped out of my jeans and underwear.  With my
hard cock now starting to throb, I helped my little nephew strip out of his
clothes and through them aside.  His beautiful, white, body made me pant
with lust.  I rubbed my hands all over him, savoring his smoothness. His
two little pink nipples were standing at attention, and I gently stroked
each one.

I ran my hands down his back. Kyle closed his eyes and shuddered. I found
his hot little ass again.  I spread his cheeks apart, caressed his buns and
squeezed them, which he really seemed to like.  Then I licked my fingers
and found his little boy pucker and gently touched him there.

"ooh....oh" he said.

"I don't know if I want to..."

"It's okay, baby," I told him.  "I won't hurt you. You can just suck my
cock like you wanted."

By then I was leaking pre-cum. Kyle knew just want to do. He got down on
his knees like a little slut, opened wide and began to blow me.  I was
amazed at how expertly he was working me with his mouth.

I rubbed the back of his sweet little, blonde head. He looked up at me with
those eyes. Holy fuck! Those sweet, big baby blue eyes.  His mouth was
stuffed with my massive cock. His lips stretched tight around it. His
little tongue worked the underneath like a pro, it felt great.  I eased my
hips forward and pushed the back of his head to see how much he could take.
I stopped when he gagged, spit my cock out and smiled up at me.

"Dang it's so big, Uncle Rick," he said.  Then he went right back to
sucking me, taking it as deeply as he could, which was only about the first
three inches or so.  I didn't mind at all. His hot, wet little mouth was
getting me off.  And visually, it was the sexiest thing I had ever
seen. All the pent-up lust I had for the boy was getting satisfied.

My tool was oozing pre-cum, some of it, mixed with Kyle's spit and was
oozing out of the corners of his mouth and down his neck.

"Fuck yeah, boy," I groaned. "Suck my cock."

Kyle stopped, choked my dick and looked up at me.

"I want you to be my daddy," he crooned.  "I love sucking Daddy's cock!"

That sent me into a lustful rage.  I forced my cock back into his willing,
little mouth and thrusted him fast and hard. He gagged again, but I didn't
stop.  He looked up at me one last time.  I felt my nuts tighten, my ass
muscles clench and I held tightly on the back of his head to make him take
what was sure to be a massive load.

"Suck Daddy's cock...fffuck...yeah...."

And with that I began pumping my seed into little Kyle's mouth.  He
swallowed repeatedly but couldn't get all of it down. It a was about a
three-day load, and I am a heavy cummer. I didn't let go of his head. Some
of my cream oozed around my cock and joined the streams running down his
neck.

When I came down, I leaned over and kissed him tenderly. Then, using my
fingers, I fed him the cum that was on his face, neck and even his chest.
He greedily gulped it down like his life depended on it.  Then he smiled at
me.

"Did I do a good job, Uncle Rick."

"You did, Kyle...And you can call me Daddy now."