Date: Wed, 30 Aug 2017 15:30:55 -0400 From: Daniel1989a . Subject: My Nephew Stephen-Part 2 My Nephew Stephen-Part 2 This series contains nudity and sex acts between men and a teen male. If that offends you, please don't read. Please consider making a donation to help keep the nifty archive running. Stephen and I lay in the sun for about 30 minutes, then turned over to sun our backs. At 15 he was still by far the youngest person at this beach and curious I asked, "Don't your friends come here Stephen?" He was facing away from me but I could tell he was anxious as he said, "No, not usually." "Then why do you come here?" He turned his face towards me and said, "I just prefer it, Uncle Nick." I knew there was more, "Is it because you prefer older men to watch you, Stephen?" He closed his eyes and nodded his head. "Yeah." "Nick, look at me." He opened his eyes, his face red as I told him, "Stephen, that's cool, nothing to be ashamed of." He finally flashed his white teeth at me in a huge smile and as I rolled over onto my back, he did the same. I watched as he laced his fingers and put them behind his head and closed his eyes. It gave me the opportunity to check him out. At first, I thought he had not grown any arm pit hair, but the closer I looked I saw there were some, it was just very fine and very blond, making them almost invisible. The hair on his head was very blonde too and medium length, his chest had some nice definition and was as smooth as it could be. His nipples were brown and medium size and at that moment quite erect. He had obviously been working on his abs as so many boys did now, and I wanted to run my fingers over his impressive six pack. I wanted to run my hand down his torso and feel that beautiful skin of his, but it was getting late so I said, "We should go." He stood and picked up his shirt, then gave me a questioning look. "Put it back on Stephen." He pulled his t-shirt on and we walked slowly down the beach to his home. Once inside he headed to the shower and as I heard the water running I crept into his room and turned on his laptop. I worked with computers and easily bypassed his password screen and went right to his browser history. There were many sites about surfboards, skateboards, and sites he used for homework, but one site kept appearing as I scrolled. I loaded it and smiled when I saw it was a gay sex story site. It took a moment to find the right section, but when I did I saw that Stephen had been exclusively reading stories about nudity, exhibitionism, and humiliation. I closed the browser and did a quick search of the hard drive, using keywords and found the folder where he stored his favorite stories. I smiled as I saw that although there were some about regular nudism, most of them were about forced nudity, humiliation, exhibitionism, and submission. As I scrolled through the list I found he had saved over 100 of these stories. In the same folder, there was s sub folder that contained hundreds of pictures of naked older men, there was not a single picture of a boy even close to Stephens age. If I had any doubt before about his sexuality, it evaporated. I was about to close his laptop when I noticed another folder and clicked on it. I was shocked to see literally hundreds of pictures of me, many of them I had never seen before and had no idea how he had got them. There were even a few blurry naked shots of me and I realized he must have either hidden a camera in the shower or he had snuck in and taken them himself. I heard the shower stop running and quickly turned off his laptop and ran back to the main room. Minutes later Stephen walked in, again fully dressed, now in jeans and a button down shirt. I stood and went into the washroom and searched around looking for a hidden camera but finding none I took a long shower thinking about what I now knew about my nephew. I slowly stroked my cock thinking about my hot nephew lusting after me and as I shot my load I decided to begin pushing him to see if this was just fantasy or something he was ready and willing to experience. I knew I would have to involve my Sister and I was pretty sure once she knew everything, she would help and probably even enjoy helping. I knew she was frustrated with some of Stephens behavior mainly lying, not helping out around the house and a few times he had stolen money from her, but we had not talked openly about it yet. I got an idea and pulled my shorts on, leaving my shirt in the washroom I walked out to the main room and saw Stephens eyes checking me out. "Stephen, your Mom will be home soon, why don't you start making dinner." He looked at me confused and said, "Why? Mom always does the cooking." I turned my face to look in his bright blue eyes and said firmly, "Get in the kitchen and start making dinner now!" I saw something in his expression change, his eyes lowered slightly and after a pause he said, "Yes, Sir." I had noticed so far that every time I got assertive with him, I became Sir instead of Uncle Nick to him and I liked it. I heard him moving around, heard pots and pans being used and later when his mother arrived she said, "Stephen, you're cooking?" She was delighted and later the three of us sat down and ate a spaghetti dinner. It was obviously his first time, the meal was not great, but appreciated anyway. My Sister stood to clear the table, but sat back down as I said, "Stephen can clean up, right Stephen?" He looked at his Mother, then me, "Okay, Uncle Nick." My Sister, Mary, had a shocked look on her face as he carefully began clearing the table. "I've not been able to get him to do that in years, Nick." I nodded and said, "Boys need rules and boundaries Sis, it's good for them." She quickly agreed and asked how it had gone at the beach. "Stephen took his shirt off while we there, I think he's just getting used to his maturing body." Her eyes showed surprise as she said, "That's great, I haven't seen him without a shirt for a couple years now, I've been worried." I knew my sister was very open minded so I winked at her and asked, "Would you like to see him take his shirt off right now?" I saw a slight twinkle in her eyes as she said, "He'd never do it, trust me." I knew Mary was curious to see if Stephen would do it, although obviously not for the sexual thrill, I knew she wanted to regain some control over him. Mary had always been a strong woman, but over the last few years, she had somehow let Stephen assert himself too far. I called his name and a few seconds he appeared in the doorway between the kitchen and where we were sitting. I used a firm tone, "Stephen, take your shirt off." His eyes opened wide as he looked at his Mother then at me and we both watched as his face began to get red as he uttered, "Wwwhat?" I stared into his eyes and raised my voice a bit more, "Stephen, take your shirt off right now!" I saw that look in his eyes and knew he was embarrassed but at the same time, I saw he wanted to be embarrassed. He dropped the dish rag on the table and we both watched as his fingers slowly undid the top button of his shirt. I could see my Sister was surprised, even a bit shocked as he undid the second and then the third button. His fingers slowed as he undid the last two buttons and his shirt parted a bit. Stephen stood there not making eye contact with either of us, his face a deeper red. "Stephen, take it all the way off and place it on the back of the chair." His hand reached up very slowly, shaking slightly as he carefully pulled his shirt free and hung it over the back of the chair. My Sister got her first look at his naked torso in over three years and said, "You've really been working out Stephen." Stephen's hands immediately raised and crossed in front of his chest, covering it and I decided to push him a bit further. "Stephen, drop your hands to your sides right now." This time there was no pause as his hands immediately fell to his sides, giving both of us a perfect view of his naked torso. After a full minute, I said, "Go finish the dishes." When Stephen reached for his shirt I said, "Leave it there." I saw how much he wanted to put it back on but he turned and went back to the kitchen. My Sister was amazed and said, "I wish he would listen to me like that Nick." I smiled and said, "He should listen to you Sis, you're the authority figure here, it's your house." She sighed and said, "He listens to me some of the time, but I really wish he would behave more." I listened surprised as she gave me details of Stephen being rude, not doing his chores and even stealing from her. I said, "You need to be more assertive Sis, like you used to be, show him who the boss is." She seemed reluctant expressing that he would never listen to her and I figured it was time. I slowly told her about my search of his computer, going slowly to let her absorb as much as possible before moving on. At first, she was obviously shocked, but the more I explained she seemed to calm down. Finally after telling her everything I had seen I said, "Think about it Sis, at his age this might be a phase or things he just wonders about, but if this is who he really is, it would be much better to find out here at home, instead of him experimenting with strangers." My Sister thought about that for a long time, then said, "Deep down I always knew he was gay. And you're very right, I don't want him experimenting with strangers, with his good looks and age it could be very dangerous." For the first time in years I saw Mary's face regain some of its assertiveness and a minute later I knew she was fully on board, and more than that, she looked like might just enjoy it. She looked at me and then at the kitchen and said, "Stephen, come here." He did not respond quickly and I was about to jump in when she raised her voice, "Now!" He appeared at the kitchen door, a confused and anxious look on his face. "Stephen go get me your laptop, mines broken and I need to use it." His eyes opened wide and we both knew why. My Sister rose her voice, "Go get it now Stephen." Stephen hesitated again, and I knew he was wondering where his mothers assertiveness had come from until she raised her voice even louder, "You will do what I say, Stephen, go get your laptop right now." I saw that same look in his eyes as his head lowered he walked to his room and slowly placed his laptop on the table in front of his mother. He turned it on and typed in his password, then went back into the kitchen to finish the dishes. I showed my Sister what I had found, I knew she had believed me but wanted to look for herself. Minutes later she turned it off and asked me how we should begin. I told her that getting him more comfortable wearing less clothing would be a good start and she agreed. My sister then got an idea of her own and when Stephen walked back into the room his eyes darting to his laptop as she pointed at his jeans and said, "Stephen you've spilled tomato sauce on your jeans, take them off and let me wash them." He looked down and saw the stain, right beside the zipper, so he headed to his room to change, but stopped when my Sisters voice raised. "Now Stephen, I don't want spaghetti sauce dripping on my carpet or in your room." He looked up, scared and anxious and said, "I'll be careful Mom." I gave my Sister and encouraging look and appreciated it when her tone got firmer, "You will take those pants off right now young man." I was unsure if Stephen would do it, but smiled when he slowly turned his back towards us as he undid the button and then the zipper of his jeans. We both watched as he pushed them down and stepped out of them, giving us the first view of his legs. Like his underarms they were covered with fine blonde hair, making him look almost hairless, but what caught my eyes more was how his butt looked in his tiny briefs. I had seen bubble butts before, but his was beautifully round and looked very firm as he stood back up. His waist was narrow and his back formed a nice V shape up to his shoulders. I marveled at his ass, his tight briefs covered it perfectly and I could see the very tiniest part of his crack at the waistband. His Mother said what I was thinking, "Stephen, how old are those briefs, they look much too small for you." His neck was flushing with embarrassment as he mumbled, "I'm....not...sure." "Well, I think it's time I took you shopping. Now hand me those jeans." I almost laughed as Stephen tried to walk backward until Mary said, "Stop this right now Stephen. Turn around and hand me your jeans." I knew this was a huge moment and felt my cock stirring at the idea of seeing what he looked like. Stephen very slowly turned and faced us, holding his jeans in front of his briefs. His face was as red as it could get, his eyes focusing on the floor as he slowly extended his arm to pass his jeans to his Mother. She snatched them away quickly and his hands immediately covered up. My Sister was getting her first look at her almost naked 15-year-old son in years and I could see she was enjoying his obvious unease and embarrassment as he stood, his hands tightly clutched over his briefs. Minutes ago I had not expected anything more than to see Stephen without his shirt and I had not been fully sure he would even do that, now he stood just a couple feet away, almost naked. I admired the parts of his body I could see and saw again how much time he must have spent working out, but now for the first time, I got a good look at his legs without long baggy shorts in the way. His legs were slim but defined and like the rest of him looked totally smooth, except for faint very fine blond hairs. His hands were trying so hard to cover up his groin that his arm muscles flexed a bit. He kept his eyes focused on the floor and I was sure my Sister would end this, but my eyes opened wide when I heard her say, "Did the sauce soak through to your briefs Stephen?" He looked up, an almost terrified expression on his face and I saw that his breathing had sped up as well. I saw that my Sister was really enjoying this and after the stories she had told me about the way he had been acting, Stephen was getting what he deserved. "I asked you a question, Stephen." He shook his head, his medium length blond hair wagging back and forth as he uttered, "No Ma'am. I noticed as my Sister did that he had just called her Ma'am instead of Mom. I knew this was the first step of Stephen showing his submissiveness and I loved how my Sister paused, letting him think about her question as his humiliation intensified. A full minute later she said, "Well, I better wash them too anyways." Stephens' legs shook a tiny bit as her words sunk in and in a squeaky voice he said, "I can wash them myself Mom." We both noticed he had gone back to Mom, but that changed as my Sister rose her voice and said, "Stephen, you've never done laundry before and I am not going to let you experiment with my washing machine." I loved how she had thrown in that he had not been doing his chores and was now using it against him, her tone intensified, "Take those briefs off right now and hand them to me or I'll pull them down myself." I realized I had been holding my breath and now took in a deep gasp as Stephen slowly turned his back towards us and I again got a look at his briefs covered butt. I had to admit, he was the whole package and his tight tiny briefs really showed every curve. I watched as his thumbs went to the waistband and slowly began pushing his briefs down, then I almost groaned out loud as he pushed them lower and his naked butt came into view. Just like I had thought it was perfectly rounded with firm mounds and totally smooth. I also noticed that as he pushed his briefs a bit further down he had pulled the front of them out a bit, and I knew it meant he had an erection. The idea of that was too much and I felt my own cock fully harden as Stephen pushed his briefs down to his feet and bent over as I got a pretty good view of his very tight boy hole. He stood back up, his briefs in his right hand now standing fully naked as my Sister again paused, letting him fully experience the embarrassment before she said, "Hand them to me, Stephen." He again tried to step backward but her voice rose to an almost yell, "Turn around right now and hand me your briefs, Stephen." Stephen paused briefly, then slowly turned around to face us, his briefs in front of his cock and balls, his face bright red, his hands not moving. Again my Sister waited then said, "It's been a few years Stephen but if you think you're too old for a spanking, you're very wrong. Do you understand me?" His eyes darted from his mother to me then back, his head lowered and I watched as he placed his right hand in front of his groin, then slowly handed his briefs to Mary with his other hand as he said, "Yes, Ma'am. I'm sorry Ma'am." Mary dropped his briefs on top of his jeans and we both stared at him, fully naked, only his hands covering his cock and balls for a few minutes until she finally said, "Get to bed right now." Stephen turned so fast he almost lost his balance and I watched every move his butt made as raced to his bedroom. Once his door closed she looked at me and said, "How was that?" "I think you have shown him that you are back in charge Sis. Did you mean it when you threatened the spanking?" She nodded and said, "Yes, very much. In fact, I was hoping he would disobey me and give me the opportunity, that butt of his has been asking for it for a couple years." I stored that info away for later use, the threat of a spanking had really made Stephen react and I wondered if an actual one would come into play sometime in the future. I said, "How should we proceed, I think getting him more used to being naked would be best, and there's no safer place than at home Sis." She thought it over for a few seconds and smiled, "Starting tomorrow, Stephen becomes a full-time nudist in this house." The idea thrilled me, the thought of seeing him naked all the time was very arousing, making my cock throb. As she began to make a call I ran to the washroom and quickly jerked off, imagining the parts of Stephens body I had seen and imagined the rest. When I got back to the table Mary said, "I just made an appointment for him tomorrow morning for a complete physical, he never got fully checked at the last one, do you mind taking him?" I told her I would be happy to, then smiled when she said, "I think you should go into the exam room with him. I just spoke to the nurse at the office, a great friend of mine and she is going to make sure Stephen sees a new Doctor this time. And she assures me that this particular Doctor is very fond of teen aged boys, and since I gave her permission for the Doctor to do a complete examination, I think both you and the Doctor will enjoy yourselves." I took in a deep breath at the prospect of watching Stephen get a full physical and wondered just how detailed it would be, then smiled as my Sister said, "When you get back from the physical, Stephen stops wearing clothes in this house permanently, and I have a surprise for him in the morning." I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Comments and suggestions are what keep me writing.