Date: Wed, 02 May 2018 02:29:23 -0400
From: lexnifty <lexnifty@protonmail.com>
Subject: The Thirst For More, Chapter 2 (Revised)

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"Uncle Bryan!  Please... It's not what it looks like!" The boy says, frozen
in place.

Bryan takes in the scene in front of him.  The boy is sprawled out in bed,
the iPad, in its case, propped up next to him, a watery puddle of what he
assumed is cum on the boy's chest, and his dirty underwear crumpled up in
his hands.  He couldn't lie, the inner perv in him was turned on.

Payton, on the other hand, wanted nothing more but to disappear.  If the
ground could open up and swallow him whole, he would gladly accept his
fate.  Would his uncle tell his dad?  His mind was flooded with questions.

"Get yourself cleaned up and come downstairs," Bryan said, taking a final
glance before walking out of the door.

His head was racing.  What was he going to say?  Should he tell Marcos what
he found?  As he started to process everything that just happened, he
started to pick up on little things.  The boy being curious about his dad's
cock, getting hard while sitting on his lap, sniffing his pits, the
underwear.  Everything was starting to make sense.

Sitting down at the table, he waited for Payton to come downstairs.  He
felt for the boy, remembering what it was like for him discovering his own
sexuality.  He promised himself to help the boy in any way he could.

A few minutes later, Payton appeared, his head hung low in shame.

"Come take a seat, sport," Bryan said calmly.

"Before you yell at me, Uncle Bry, I'm sorry!  I was just..." The boy's
voice trembling before sobbing.

"Hey, come on now.  Don't cry, sport.  Everything is gonna be ok," Bryan
reassured the boy.

He got out of his chair and went over to him.  He placed his arms around
the boy, consoling him, letting him cry it out.  He held the boy tight,
kissing the top of his head.  He grabbed some napkins and let the boy blow
his nose before speaking.

"So... You're gay?  Does your pops know?" Bryan asks, sitting down at the
table across from his nephew.

Payton shakes his head vehemently.

"No, he doesn't know.  You're not gonna tell him, are you?  I'm not even
sure if I'm gay.  I mean, I like looking at naked guys and I like sucking
them..." Payton replies, blushing realizing what he said.

"Look Payton, there's no need to be embarrassed, sport.  I'm not going to
tell your dad because it's not my secret to tell.  When you feel the time
is right, you can tell him.  You know, I'm gay and your dad has no problem
with it," Bryan tells him, ignoring the sucking comment for the time being.

"I know!  He told me when you brought your ex-boyfriend to our Christmas
party a few years ago.  He told me sometimes boys love each other and
that's ok," Payton says.

The boy knew deep down his father would be ok if and when he came out.
However, he wasn't sure he would be as accepting if he knew the kind of
things the boy was into.

"So, you like su...," Bryan started to say before Payton cut him off.

"Yes!  I really love sucking," the boy says quickly, blushing but proud of
the fact.

"When dad sent me to spend a few weeks with my mom, I sucked her roommates
two older boys.  At first it was just me experimenting, but the more I did
it, the more I liked it.  Every time I went over to my mom's I would do it
with them," Payton started to explain to his uncle.

He wasn't sure why he felt so comfortable telling him all of this, but the
man had just caught him sniffing his used underwear and watching his
homemade porn.

"Did they force you?  Or did you want it?" Bryan asks quickly.

"No, I wanted to do it," Payton says boldly.

"So, what were you doing with my underwear?" Bryan asks, deciding to get
right to it.

Payton blushed, "Well... If I tell you do you promise not to get mad?"

"Sport, if I was going to get mad, I would have already.  I watched you
shoot your load with my underwear in your face, so I can imagine what you
were doing, but why?" Bryan asked.

Bryan was a dirty fucker.  Nothing turned him on more than a slutty, pig
bottom who worshipped him and his scent.  His ex-boyfriend Christian was
responsible for that.  He loved when Bryan came home sweaty from work or
the gym.  Christian would wait on his knees for Bryan to get home.

He would start by worshipping Bryan's feet, removing his steel-toe work
boots, the sweaty, funky smell permeating the room.  After kissing and
sniffing the man's feet and boots, he worked his way up to Bryan's pits.
The sweat and scent of a hard day's work lingering heavily in the dense
forest of hair.  He saved the best for last, his cock.

Christian would rub his face all over the hairy, uncut man's crotch,
savoring the smell and taste.  He loved peeling back his man's foreskin to
be rewarded with the strong aroma only an uncut man, a real man in
Christian's eyes, could produce.  It was pure testosterone.

At the beginning, Bryan felt self-conscious about the way he smelled.  He
knew he was ripe, however that's what Christian liked, and he wanted to
make the guy happy.  Seeing the hunger in Christian's eyes, he quickly
threw all care out the window.

When they broke up, Bryan realized there were guys like Christian
everywhere!  Guys willing to worship his body, hell, even pay just for a
chance to sniff his jock strap.  His junior year of college, Bryan
discovered just how much he could make selling his sweaty gear.  There was
no shortage of satisfied clients.

"To be honest Uncle Bry, I don't know why but I love the way men smell.  I
have sniffed a few of dad's underwear after we workout together and my dick
gets hard.  This morning when I was cleaning up the room, I saw yours
laying on the ground and I decided to... Well you know, you saw.  You
probably think I'm disgusting, don't you?" Payton asked.

Bryan was shocked.  He had never heard the boy use that kind of language.
He did his best to keep his facial expressions in check as he listened to
the boy.

"No Payt.  I don't think you're disgusting.  Some guys like how other guys
smell.  I dunno why, but just like you, Christian loved sniffing my
underwear too.  It's nothing to be ashamed of.  However, you shouldn't take
things that don't belong to you nor should you be going through my iPad,"
Bryan says firmly, tugging at his now hard cock.

"I know but it was an accident," Payton says, getting a look of disbelief
from Bryan, "I got bored playing your games, so I got on Snapchat to take a
few selfies.  I saved a few of them and when I went to go see them, I found
your movies."

"Hmm..." Bryan says, unsure whether to believe the boy's excuse or not.

"I swear!  I wouldn't lie.  You already caught me.  Plus, it made my dick
get hard and I shot cum for the first time!" Payton says proudly, all care
now fully out the window.

"You did?!" Bryan asks curiously, before shaking his head, "well, those
aren't things you should be watching, you're just a kid."

"Come on Uncle Bry.  You think that's my first time watching porn?  It's my
first time seeing someone get peed on, but I am not as innocent as I look!"
Payton said, a bit more defiantly.

It was now Bryan's turn to blush.  He couldn't believe what he was hearing.
Not only was his innocent, seemingly straight nephew gay but he liked
watching his dirty smut videos.  He gave his dick a few more tugs, feeling
a wet spot starting to form.

"Alright enough.  Why don't you get ready to go the park so we can play
some ball," Bryan suggested before he did something he might later regret.

"Ok!" Payton said, getting up from the table.

As he reached the stairs, he quickly ran back to Bryan and gave him a big
hug.

"What was that for?" Bryan asks.

"For being cool about everything!" Payton says smiling before running
upstairs.

As the two played, Bryan noticed every time Payton boxed out, he would rub
his ass against Bryan's crotch.  Not just that, but he noticed Payton would
accidentally touch Bryan's dick.  It could have been his imagination, but
those fingers wrapped around his cock and lingered far too long for it to
be an accident.

"Hey Uncle Bry?  You want to make this game interesting?' Payton asked,
causing Bryan to cock his head up.

"What did you have in mind?" Bryan asked curiously.

"Well, why don't we have a free-throw contest?  Best out of 20 wins, and
the loser has to do whatever the winner says!" Payton says.

"You are definitely your father's son!" Bryan laughs.

Marcos was extremely competitive.  When they were growing up, everything
and anything would be made into a contest.  Guess the apple doesn't fall
too far from the tree, he thought to himself.

"Sure!  You're on!" Bryan says, unaware of the preteens ulterior motives.

"You're old, so you can shoot first," Payton teased.

"I'll show you old, punk!" Bryan fired back, taking the ball, dribbling it,
getting himself in positon.

Bryan wasn't the world's best player, but he could shoot.  He made 11 of
the 20 free-throws.  He felt confident enough in his performance.  Plus,
there was no way this kid was going to beat him.

"Not bad, old man!" Payton taunted, taking the ball from his uncle.

Unbeknownst to Bryan, Payton had been practicing his free-throw shots all
year.  His first 5 shots go in easy.

"Like butter, baby!" Payton says, cockily.

Bryan laughed nervously, until the boy missed the next 5 shots.

"See!  You can wipe that shit-eating grin off your face, boy!" Bryan
replies.

With one shot remaining, Payton had already made 6 shots, tying the game.
Payton got into position, bounces the ball twice, bends his knees and
shoots.  The ball hits the backboard, spinning around the hoop before going
in, giving Payton the win.

"Oh yeah!  I won!  I beat you!  I told you!  I'm a beast Uncle Bry!" Payton
yelled out, doing a victory dance, making Bryan laugh.

"Alright, alright!  Good job!" Bryan laughs, slapping the boy on the butt
to congratulate him.

"Do you think, we can get some pizza or something?" Payton asks.

"Sure, sport.  We can stop on the way home, but I gotta take a leak first.
Here take the keys and start the car," He says, handing the boy the keys.

"Actually, I gotta pee too!" Payton announced, grabbing his junk and
crossing his legs.

As they made their way to the restroom, Bryan congratulated the boy even
more on his win and complimented his form.  The bathroom was empty when
they enter.  The wall was lined with three urinals, with no dividers.

Not giving it much thought, Bryan steps and begins to relieve himself, not
realizing Payton, at the urinal next to him, has his eyes glued on his
cock.  The boy watched as the man's loud and heavy stream of piss hit the
porcelain.

"Shit Uncle Bry!  Your dick is huge!  It looks just as big as my dad's"
Payton says without thinking.

Bryan finished, shaking the remaining drops of piss from his cock and
tucking it away, ignoring the boy's comment.  As he looked over, he noticed
the boy was rock hard.  He knew he would have to nip this in the bud.

"First of all, Payton, watch your mouth.  You don't talk like this around
your dad because you know he'd beat your ass, so don't do it around me.
Secondly, I know you're curious, but you can't just be looking at a guy's
dick... I mean penis," He scolded the boy, even though the compliment
stroked his ego.

"I'm sorry!  It's just... Well it's just you caught me jerking off and
sniffing your underwear, I guess I just thought I could be open with you,"
Payton replied discouraged.

"You can.  I just don't want you swearing or getting your ass beat if a guy
gets pissed cuz you're looking at his junk.  You know what I'm saying?"
Bryan explained.

"Yeah.  I'm sorry Uncle Bry," the boy replied, zipping up his pants.

Before Bryan could say anything, Payton's stomach rumbled with hunger.
They both looked at each other and laughed, washing their hands and exiting
the men's room.  Payton couldn't get the image of his uncle's huge dick.
Even though it had been in his mouth the night prior, it was nothing
compared to seeing it in daylight.

On their way home, they stopped by a local pizza shop.  Instead of taking
it home, they decided to eat there.  They both ate until they were stuffed,
finishing off an extra-large between the two of them.  Bryan had two beers
to wash the food down, much to Payton's delight.

The boy knew his uncle wasn't a huge drinker since he worked out so much.
One more beer and the man would be drunk.  It seemed as though the universe
was putting his plan into motion without him having to do much.

As they finished up and Bryan paid for the meal, they drove the 5-minute
route home in silence.  Both were too full and a bit tired from playing
ball.  They were both a bit sluggish, plopping down on the couch once they
arrived home.

"Hey Uncle Bry?" Payton asked looking at his uncle.

"Yeah bud?" He replied, getting up to go to the kitchen to grab himself
another beer.  "Well I was wondering; do you think I can try beer?" Payton
asked innocently.

"What did I tell you earlier?  If your dad doesn't let you get away with
this shit, why would I?!" Bryan informed him.

Payton didn't say anything and laid back down on the couch.  He noticed
Bryan getting comfortable and a bit more relaxed, his hand resting on his
ample, sweaty crotch.  Payton bravely got on the floor, right next to
Bryan's shoe covered feet.

He slowly starts to undo the laces of the man's shoes before taking them
off.  The smell of his uncle's sweaty feet hit his nose instantly.  His
body begins to tingle and his dick, rock hard.  Bryan didn't seem to notice
and if he did, he didn't say anything about it, allowing Payton to
continue.

The boy grabbed the man's socks and pulled them off, the smell
intensifying.  There was no way his uncle couldn't smell his own funk, but
he didn't say anything.  Payton started massaging the man's feet, pulling
them closer to his face.  He looked up at Bryan who had his eyes closed,
mouth slightly open, enjoying the attention his size 13 feet were
receiving.

Payton rubbed his uncle's feet all over his face, making sure the funk
covered every inch.  He tentatively stuck out his tongue, tasting the salty
sweat.  He couldn't wait any longer.  He needed his uncle to help him
explore his rauncy desires.

Bryan knew what was happening.  He could feel the boy's tongue running up
and down the soles of his feet, inhaling the scent.  Maybe it was the beer,
maybe it was the fact this was taboo, but he couldn't stop the boy.  He
didn't want to either.

"Uncle Bry?" Payton says, on his knees in between Bryan's stiffening
crotch.

"Yeah, sport?"  Bryan replies, eyes still closed, afraid if he opened them
he'd make the boy stop.

"So, you know how I beat you in basketball?" He asks, causing Bryan to nod,
"well the rule was the loser has to do whatever the winner says, right?"

"Yeah.  A bet is a bet.  What did you have in mind?  Money?  Movies?" Bryan
asks taking a sip of his beer.

"Will you pee on me?" Payton asks after a moment of silence.

Bryan's eyes shoot open.  His eyes immediately go to the boy on his knees,
he looked so innocent. He could tell the boy was embarrassed but also
hopeful his uncle would give in to his request.  Bryan thought about the
boy's request momentarily, rubbing the back of his neck, exposing his hairy
pit.

"Payton... look sport, I know I said I'd do whatever you want, but I don't
think that's a good idea.  For one, I am an adult.  Two, if your dad found
out he'd kill me. And three, don't you think it's kinda gross?" Bryan
explained, knowing the boy would question why not.

"Look, I know you think I am a little kid, but I suck dick already and I
love it!  I have been since I was 5 and I never told anyone.  Dad wouldn't
know because neither of us will tell him. Plus, you already caught me
looking at your di... penis, and sniffing your underwear.  Please Uncle
Bry!! I wanna try this stuff with you because I trust you and I know you
won't hurt me or make me do anything I don't wanna do.  Would you rather I
go online and find a guy to do it with?  If you don't that's what I'm gonna
do!" Payton explained defiantly.

Bryan couldn't believe what he was hearing.  On one hand, the kid had a
point.  If he was going to do it, he might as well do it in a controlled
and safe environment.  On the other hand, he could be risking everything if
anyone ever found out.

He gave his dick a few tugs, chugging his beer.  His mind was going a
million miles a minute, debating what he should do.  He looked down at the
boy, still on his knees, eagerly awaiting his response.

"Look Payton, if I do this for you... You cannot tell another soul.  I
could get arrested and your dad would kill me.  I want you to know I'm only
doing this for you because I don't want you doing it with someone who might
hurt you or take advantage of you.  Do I make myself clear?"

"Uncle Bryan, I swear.  I won't tell anyone!  I promise!" Payton exclaimed,
jumping to his feet, grabbing his uncle's hand to get him up.

"Calm down, boy!  Let me drink another beer to make sure I have a nice,
healthy flow for you!" Bryan says, grinning a bit.

Without being told, Payton ran to the kitchen and grabbed his uncle another
beer, his hard dick leading the way.  Bryan was sweating nervously as the
boy approached him.  He took the beer, popping the top loudly and chugging
it.  What am I getting myself into, he asked himself.

As he got up, Payton was right behind him, trying to contain his
excitement.  They reached the master bathroom, Payton frozen awaiting
instructions.

"Alright, well get undressed and jump in the tub!" Bryan growled.

Seeing the boy following his every command turned Bryan on even more.  His
little nephew was well on his way to becoming a bitch boy and he was more
than willing to help.  He watched as the boy removed his shirt, revealing
two tiny nipples.

Payton quickly removed his shorts, showing off his hard, hairless dick.  He
didn't bother to cover up, he wanted his uncle to look.  He started to walk
over to the bathtub, bending over to move his clothing to the side, giving
Bryan a clear view of his untouched, virgin boy hole.

As his cheeks spread open, Bryan became rock hard.  He had never seen such
a beautiful hole.  The tiny pucker looked tight.  The outer ring pink,
hairless and inviting, begging for him.  He shook his head of his impure
thoughts as the boy spoke.

"Uncle Bryan?  Do you think that I could smell you first?  I wanna smell
your pits and your dick!" Payton said bravely.

Bryan thought about it, massaging his cock, a wet spot now forming where
the head lay.  He knew he should say no, but he couldn't.  He didn't want
to.  Instead of saying anything, he nodded, walking closer to the boy.

Payton rose up on his tip toes as the man lifted his arms, exposing the
hairy pit.  Payton inhaled without inhibitions, letting out a loud moan.
He loved the musky scent of a man.  He could smell the sweat, the funk that
only a man could produce.  He did this for a few minutes alternating
between pits, Bryan letting out a few moans as well.

Bryan pulled back momentarily. Payton, scared his uncle was going to change
his mind, wrapped his arms around him.

"Easy!  I'm just taking off my shirt!  Now get on your knees, boy!" Bryan
barked.

Payton dropped to his knees immediately.  The boy was under Bryan's trance.
There was nothing the man would ask of him that he wouldn't do.  He knew
this was what he was made for, as he watched his uncle drop his basketball
shorts.

Standing in a pair of sweaty white briefs, Bryan grabbed Payton by the
hair, bringing the boy's face to his crotch.  Payton moaned as he, for the
second day in a row, sniffed his uncle's crotch.  He could smell the musky,
sweaty smell.  He lapped at the fabric, desperate to taste the essence of
his uncle.

Bryan was in heaven.  On his knees sat his best friend's boy.  He wasn't
normally attracted to boys this age, but how could he say no to that
angelic face and his slutty requests.  He rubbed the boy's head as Payton's
nose and hands explored his body.

"Alright enough!  Get in the tub!" Bryan ordered, breaking Payton out of
his trance.

The boy quickly assumed the positon, on his knees, in the bathtub.  He kept
his eyes open, not wanting to miss anything.  He wasn't disappointed as his
uncle pulled out his 8 inch cock, the dense patch of dark hair framing the
beautiful piece.

Lost in his own fantasies, he was startled when he felt his uncle's stream
hit his cheek.  Bryan's eyes were wide open as he aimed his golden shower
all over the boy's face.  He was a loud and heavy pisser normally, but the
beer had helped.

Payton was in heaven, jerking his cock as his uncle's piss covered his
body.  He opened his mouth curious to taste it.  He immediately spit it
out, not a fan of the acrid taste.  He, however, welcomed it all over his
body, the smell intoxicating.

Finished pissing, Bryan takes his cock and slaps it on Payton's face
shaking off the last drops of piss.  Payton reached up and took hold of the
heavy, uncut cock and opened his mouth.  Bryan opened his mouth to stop him
but couldn't.  He felt the warm, wet tongue attack his foreskin.

He grabbed the boy's head, attempting to feed him more of his cock, but the
boy's mouth couldn't handle anymore.  Seeing the boy eagerly attempt to
impale his mouth on his meat got Bryan close to the edge.  He wasn't a
quick cummer by any means, but the scenario playing out in front of him was
too hot.

With a final grunt, he began to unleash.  His heavy nutsack contracting and
feeding the willing boy.  Payton was having trouble swallowing the large
load, each shot causing more cum to leak out of the sides of his young
mouth.

"Fuck!  Yeah that's it bitch!  Take my fucking load.  Don't you dare waste
a drop!" Bryan moans out, not letting go of the boy's hair.

Payton's eyes were locked with his uncle's.  He was eager to obey, hoping
if he did a good enough job, he'd be allowed to do it again.  His lips were
red and puffy from Bryan's thick meat.  Bryan dropped the last few spurts
into Payton's mouth before pulling out.  The boy's jaw was sore, but he
didn't care.

He used his fingers to scoop the cum on his face and drank it.  It was
stronger than Lee and Stevie's.  It was sweet and thick, he couldn't get
enough.  He grabbed Bryan's dick and used his tongue to clean him.  He
loved the sensation of the extra skin.  It was at that moment Payton became
not only a cum whore but an uncut dick lover.

Bryan allowed the boy to lick him clean.  He felt the strong urge to piss
again and without warning began to unload his yellow stream onto the
unsuspecting boy's face.  He yelped in surprise before proudly displaying
his face, eager to take whatever his uncle was giving him.

Neither said a word as Bryan started the shower, cleaning them both off.
The smell of man musk and piss filled the air, slowly fading as the water
washed them clean.  Payton's mind was racing with new sensations and
feelings.  He had cum twice while his uncle fucked his mouth.

Getting out of the shower, towel wrapped around his waist, Payton heads
toward his room.  He looked back at Bryan, hoping the man asked him to
stay.  He didn't.  A bit disappointed, Payton lays in his bed naked,
starting to play with his dick when Bryan popped in.  The boy didn't stop
pleasuring himself as his uncle tossed a pair of socks and underwear at
him.

"You earned these, sport.  Dinner's at 6!"  Bryan says walking out of the
room, a smile plastered on his face.

AUTHOR'S NOTES:

Well there we have it chapter 2!  I hope you guys like this chapter, as I
had a ton of fun writing it!  There will be two more chapters for sure!
You guys seem to really enjoy the story!  I cant wait for you guys to read
even more!

This story is definitely a bit more graphic and explores different themes
not in my first story, My Little Brother, The Slut.

Anyway, like usual please feel free to email me with your suggestions and
constructive criticism.

Again, thank you to my two editors for proofing the story and making it
easier for you to read!

Lex
lexnifty@protonmail.com