Date: Fri, 01 Jul 2022 16:28:19 +0300
From: Ben Craig <poobottom@outlook.com>
Subject: Time with my nephew part 6

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Time with my nephew part 6 (half term part2)

After I put Adam in Aden's bed I went into the garden where I had hung
the sheet and quilt after yesterday morning's weewee session. I made my
bed and went downstairs for a drink. I started to wonder what to say to
Adam in the morning. Would he listen to reason, would he want to call his
parents? Ah well I had to wait and see.
After about an hour I went back up and stuck my head round the door of
Aden's room. Both boys were sound asleep laying on top of the quilt.
Adam's head was resting on Aden's chest, they looked comfortable.
I had a quick shower and made sure I cleaned my poohole out properly
before I crept into my own bed.

I was woken up around 5am by giggling and laughing. This sounded like
good news. I decided to stay put though and drifted off again. The next
time I woke it was 8 o'clock, crikey I slept most of the day away. I
jumped out of bed and went into the bathroom for a weewee, then I decided
it might be an idea to put in a dressing gown so not to upset my new
guest. I walked downstairs but there was no one there. Where were those
little tykes gone. As I looked into the garden I saw them playing
football both totally nude. Two little willies bouncing up and down
without a care in the world. My willy started to raise, it was the only
willy that hadn't got an unload last night.
Now both lads were standing in the middle of the lawn talking quite
earnestly. I noted that throughout the conversation Adam was scratching
his little poohole and then sniffing his finger. It was done
absentmindedly I could see that. Obviously a habit he had. I thought it
was pretty exciting though. I wondered if he would let me scratch his
poohole, what would he smell like. All musky I bet. Slowly I started to
rub my willy. `No stop it', I told myself. Instead I opened the door
and shouted `breakfast anyone?'
Both heads turned and they both shouted `yes please', in unison.

`Why are you wearing your dressing gown Ben?', asked Aden.
`To be honest I was not sure how Adam was feeling this morning. You
looked pretty shocked last night young man.'
`Yeah I know', answered the boy `but Aden said all was ok and he told
me what fun things you do. I like to try the weeing on you.' He still
blushed a little when he said it.
`You can do weewees on me anytime. So you think you may settle in, I
don't have to phone your daddy to say you want to go home?'
`No Ben, I think it will be lovely this week. I like Peter a lot too. I
was a bit shocked seeing the sauna on the television though. Now Aden
says I can ask you anything.'
`Yep.'
`Go on', said Aden.
Blushing ensued again.
`Oh, don't be silly', said his friend. `Ben Adam he's not been poo
for 4 days and his tummy is hurting.'
`You silly boy, pooing is very important and we need to sort that. Up
you go into the bedroom.'
The three of us went upstairs.
`On the bed, bottom in the air', I demanded as I walked into the
bathroom. `Now relax.'
His poohole was totally closed.
`Ok we need a distraction. Aden! Your willy, Adam's mouth.'
Aden eagerly jumped to it.
Slowly Adam started to suck the offering. His tight little poohole now
had something else to think about and I manage to insert a suppository.
`There now wait 10 or 15 minutes and there be a result. Remember I need
to check your poo so you call me when you are done.'

As predicted the result came pretty quick. The toilet bowl was pretty
much full. The poor lad had suffered for four days not being able to poo.
I could not detect any blood in his poo or around his poohole so I gently
wiped his bottom with baby wipes until it was clear. There was the
temptation to scratch the little brown star and sniff my finger but
instead I gently spanked his bottom and said `your done, now remember
anything to do with your wee, poo, willy, bottom, tummy or head I need to
know.'
`Are you gonna take his temperature up his bottom like you did me?',
Adam asked.
`No, not in this case.'

`Now after we sorted poo problems we will have breakfast. Perhaps we can
go to the late bootsale?'
`Yeah, that sounds fun.'
`Now make sure you wear black swimmer shorts. I'm sure Aden will have a
spare pair for you.'
Quizzical looks were shown.
`It's going to be very busy. The toilets are not nice at all so if you
need a weewee do it discretely in your swimming trunks. In this heat they
will dry pretty much immediately.'

You could see the thoughts milling in their little heads combined with
sly grins. Forever they were taught not to wet their pants and bed, here
it was all ok.

`We will go in the van so if there are some damp pants they won't ruin
the leather in my new car.'

We set off and got to the bootsale 15 minutes later. `What are we
looking for', I asked.
I want Enid Blyton books said Adam.
`Wow that's unusual,' I said
`Yeah love them best books ever.'
`What about you, Aden?'
`Just happy to walk about thanks.'

The three of us set out, the weather was gorgeous. `Who's going to do
the first weewee', I said.
`Me said Adam, just done one walking about'.
`Can I feel', Aden said, grabbing his friend's naughty bits. `Lovely
and wet', come here behind that van.
I wondered what was going on. It was soon obvious that they had swapped
pants.

We spent 3 hours at the bootsale and all three pairs of pants were soaked
by the end of it.

As we were not far from the nudist beach we made a return there. Adam,
now fully ok with being nude, whipped his pants of as we came to the
nudist beach sign. I made sure both boys had suncream rubbed into their
willies and over their bottoms. This caused three willies to rise up.
`Look', I said, `there's plenty of time, we'll have fun at home so
just go and have a swim in the sea.' Both boys ran off with their little
boners sticking up. There were one or two surreptitious looks from people
seeing two dancing hard willies though. I concentrated on staring at the
sky to get my willy down.
A little while later a man walked by and started talking. `Are they your
two boys, that ran into the sea?'
`It's actually my nephew and his best friend.'
`Nice looking boys, they seem to be pretty close. Sorry how rude of me I
am Mike by the way. We have a mutual acquaintance I believe? Peter?'
`Ah yes, I believe he mentioned you, you are a photographer aren't
you?'
`Indeed I am. I would be very interested to photograph the two boys,
purely for my own records. Nothing commercial.'
`I don't think....'
`I would pay them handsomely, and you can be at the session.'
`How much would you pay them and what would they have to do?'
`I be happy to pay them 500 pounds for an afternoon shoot. They would
just have to be themselves but naked.'
`So you would photograph their faces or just their willies and
bottoms.'
`I would photograph whatever action would occur.'
`Look I don't think....'
`One thousand pounds. And 500 pounds for you to see nothing
inappropriate happens.'
`Wow that's a huge amount of money. I will have to ask them. `If they
say no then the deal is off.'
`Naturally.'
`Look they are just coming back if you just move away I will ask them'.

The boys came back busily chatting. Both willies were back to normal I
was not sure if the problem was sorted in the sea or they had lot their
train of thought.
`Boys, I have a question', I started.'
Both faces looked at me expectantly. Tommy immediately started scratching
his little poohole and sniffing his finger. It really seemed a default
action when he was concentrating. I just wish he didn't do it now
because I certainly could not concentrate while he was doing it.
`A friend of Peter', I decided that was the best way to start, `he is
a photographer now he wants to take pictures of you nudie. A whole
afternoon and you guys have to be yourselves. Play, have fun. Just do
whatever you do normally but nudie. Now before you say no. He will pay
you both 500 pounds each and no one will ever see the pictures they are
only for him.'
They looked at each other `wow 500 pounds each. What do we have to do?'
At that moment Mike appeared.
`Hello lads, my name is Mike I am the photographer. What you have to do
is be yourselves. No limits. Nothing is naughty or bad. You will be in my
studio everything you want is there you just be yourselves. Oh and your
uncle will be there the whole time.'
`Aden looked at Adam and said, `you say if you say ok I am ok.'
Adam looked at me, I gave a small nod with my head.
`Ok Adam said,' as he hold out his hand to Mike.
`Ok said Aden', holding his hand out too.
Mike shook both hands. `Fantastic', he said passing me his card.
`Shall we say Wednesday afternoon? He then walked off.

Both boys started chatting excitedly. So much money and nothing was
naughty or bad.
I joined the chatter. `So how are you going to explain this money to
your parents Aden.'
His little face dropped, he had not thought of that. His hand disappeared
to his bottom and he scratched, then his finger went to his nose.
`Oh come on', said Adam, `we will keep it at ours for when ever you
need it.' He seemed totally oblivious by his friends tic.

When we got home we ordered pizzas and had a great afternoon/evening.
Talk of the town was the photo session though.
`Why does he pay us that much money?', Adam asked.
`I think he wants you guys to do sexy scenes but without limits', I
offered.
`I don't get it.' The lad answered.
`I'm sure you will by Wednesday.'

At around 10pm it was decided we had a busy day so an early night was
called for. The three of us cuddled up in my big queen size bed. It was
soon clear that sleep was the last thing on the boys' minds.
`Ben', came Adam's voice.
`Yes buddy.'
Next thing I felt was a stream of hot wee against my buttocks.
`You tyke', I shouted in mock anger as I turned round and pulled him
across my knee. The wee was now covering my willy, I started spanking his
bottom. There was much squealing.
Aden did not want to be left behind. `Where's my spanking, he jumped up
ran to the bathroom and got the bath brush.
`No', I said, `that's only for proper naughty'!
I could see his mind ticking. `Ok I understand. Can I sleep with my
bottom against your willy?'
I was a bit disappointed that this was the end of the session already.
Aden had his bottom firmly melted into my lap, Adam's willy was nestled
between my buttocks. Everything was settled down. Then I felt a sensation
against my willy. `What the...', he was only pooing on my willy. Soft
poo spread all over my lap and his boy bottom. I knew I should be angry
but my willy jumped to attention on this strange sensation.
`Oi', I screamed, `what do you think you are doing?'
I pulled the quilt away to find my willy covered in a chocolaty coloured
poo. I was so aroused by this that I could feel myself at the point of
exploding my spurts all over the poo covered bottom. `You done it now',
I said. `On your knees bottom in the air.'
I entered the pooey poohole and slowly pumped as not to spill my spurts
too quickly. This was heaven, I had only ever dreamed about this. With a
moan I spurted my biggest load inside the boy's tummy. We collapsed onto
the bed attached together.
`Now have I been naughty enough', he whispered.
Next thing I felt was a warm sensations of drops all over my face.
Adam had spurted his load too.
The three of us fell asleep in a glorious messy bed.