Date: Tue, 15 Nov 2016 15:57:19 -0500 From: Sissy Rikki Subject: Puberty I pinched my nephew's sweet little ass. He was visiting for the long holiday weekend--his parents had gone on a cruise to Cozumel. We were hiking uphill through the woods. "You know," I said, after a pause to sip some canteen water. Vodka actually. "We're far enough away now. We could go naked if you wanted." "Naked?" I realized this was a foreign, even bizarre concept to my nephew. He was ten years old! Now a relative four times his age was encouraging him to undress. "Only if you want to," I said. "Why should we go naked?" Jeremy asked. It was a fair question. Imminently fair. "It's fun," I replied. "Liberating. I know it's a little chilly, but..." "Like this?" a smiling Jeremy said, unbuttoning his plaid shirt. "Like that." I was beyond pleased. My nephew got it! Whatever "it" was. "What about you?" "Me too," I replied, lowering my backpack to the ground. I then watched in amazement as my 10-year-old nephew sat down on the fall leaves, removed his boots & white socks, rose and pulled down his jeans and Jockey briefs. I had a hard time keeping up. I was only down to removing my hiking boots. "Jesus you're cute!" I said, watching my nephew's liberated willy swinging between his legs. I got up. Pulled down my pants and briefs. Approached my nephew. Put my arms around him, kissed the top of his head. "You know we have a unique relationship." "What's that?" a naked Jeremy asked. "Uncle and nephew. Special. You and me, sweetie." "How come you get like that?" His little hand encircled my hard-on. And I had to remind myself how innocent, how naïve my nephew was about these things. "Darling," I replied, "this is how older men get when they're aroused. Want to have sex. In a few years you'll experience this." "What is sex?" Obviously, I guess, my sister and her husband had not informed their son about this crucial subject. I squeezed my nephew's firm ass. What a sweetie! I piled all the clothing--his and mine--into my backpack, shouldered it and proceeded uphill, my bobbing erection leading the way. On top of the mountain, such as it was, we broke out lunch. Sandwiches and such. Jeremy sat in front of me, naked, harboring in his little ten-year-old crack my grownup erection. "When will I get that?" he asked, about my hard-on. "Soon. Next year? A couple of years? Depends..." "Why does it get like that?" my nephew asked. "Biology," I tried to explain. "The male gets hard like this, penetrates the female, like your mother, and shoots his load in her." "Load?" "Sperm. Human seed. The way babies are made. Except some men don't desire women--me, for instance--they desire other men. Boys. You for instance, sweetie." "Me? What's...sperm?" I was about to shoot it all over my nephew's backside. A storm was brewing up. Dark clouds scudding in overhead. "Sperm is half of how babies are made," I explained. And I reached around and fondled my nephew's little hairless balls. "Here," I continued. "Combine this with a female's eggs and...it's called procreation." "Pro...?" "Sperm is white and thick. It's sweet, smells like flowers..." I was kissing the top of my nephew's head again as I explained the facts of life to him. The low, grey-blue clouds were now on top of us. Scudding... "How would you like to experience it?" I asked. "What?" "A grown man's sperm. On your face, in your mouth..." "It's sweet?" "Sweet and delicious. You'll never forget it, darling. We could go off in the woods, find a private spot...I'll shoot it all over you, in your mouth. That's the reason we grown ups get hard, so we can do this." "Where?" I must confess I admired my nephew's blind willingness. I collected the backpack and the two of us, naked, descended from the mountain top down into the woods. We found a discreet place, well off the trail. Rain was already pelting down. Had I missed the forecast? I thought it was supposed to be sunny all day. Cool but sunny. I directed my nephew to get down on his knees and open his mouth. I stood over him, stroking myself. "This is...cum?" "No, not yet darling. That's rain. In a minute I'll shoot my sperm in you. You'll love it. Open wider..." Finally I came. It was a wild scene off in the woods. Some of it shot directly into my ten-year-old nephew's mouth; some looped out and landed on his pretty face. To his credit he swallowed. And swallowed. Now the rain was bucketing down and it washed the errant white seed off his face. I finished. I was spent. My nephew asked my permission to stand. I granted it. His knees were brown from the forest floor. We hugged. In the pouring rain. "We got caught out," I said. We were still naked. I opened the backpack and the two of us pulled on our wet clothes. We descended. It was slippery, the trail. He slept with me, my nephew, naked, in my bed the next three nights. My younger sister Andrea put an arm around my waist as we walked the grounds. Was it my fault daddy and mommy had left the estate to me? And was she angling for a spot in my will? "I hope Jeremy wasn't any trouble," my sister said. "Not at all. He was a pleasure." "Really?" Andrea said in disbelief, looking up. "Conan"--her current husband--"and I think he's a pain in the ass sometimes. "No. He was a delight," I said. "Anytime you want to drop him off..." Andrea still seemed amazed, and delighted. "I just may take you up on that." "I hope you do." Honestly, I was still visualizing that sweet little ten-year-old ass. And crack. And dark, innocent hole... "Anytime," I repeated. Andrea rolled brown eyes. "The thing I hate most?" "Yes, dear?" "Puberty."