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Once in a Lifetime Chance
by kewtieboy (kewtieboy@hotmail.com)
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The 18 year old nephew of a gay guy's partner has a
little too much to drink when staying over and he uses
it to his advantage. (MM, adult/teen, nc-gay-expr, inc,
mast, oral, alcohol, sleepy)
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Our respective families had to know we were gay. We had
lived together for a number of years but the subject was
never really discussed. I was now in my forties and my
partner on his thirties. Though my family were grown up
and my sisters both had children and, even
grandchildren, my partner's sister had two boys from a
now finished marriage. They had been a little out of
control as they grew up but now, as they got older,
their relationship with each other was becoming more
hostile.
Peter had just turned 18, older by two years than his
younger brother Louis. Where Louis was shorter and
slightly stockier, Peter was a slim, blonde haired
beauty. They were both a bit rough around the edges and
both at that hormonal stage. Peter was always boasting
about "getting to second base" with this girl or that.
His younger brother sullenly ignored him and I assumed
that he wasn't getting anything and grudged what his
brother was seemingly enjoying.
Other than admiring Peter, that was it as far as any
sexual interest went. The "family" thing kicks in and
you don't really think of them sexually, or shouldn't.
Things changed, however.
My partner's sister had met a guy and wanted to have a
night away with him. She asked if we could take the boys
for the night as she didn't trust them at the house. We
decided to turn in into a "boy's night in" and get and
watch a movie, have a meal and have a drink. The guys
seemed quite keen and we arranged for it to happen.
The night went well though Louis sat on his own sulking,
again. He was given a Coke and Peter was allowed a
couple of beers. My partner and I had some business
issues and were constantly being called away with phone
calls and we left the boys for a number of short periods
together, watching the television.
Eventually we settled down and I was aware the boys
looked a little drunk. Louis was asleep on one couch and
Peter, ever the livelier one, was quite hyperactive and
chatty on the other. My partner was oblivious to this
and as he had been mixing beer and wine, quickly dozed
off on the chair.
Eventually my partner told me to lock up and crawled off
to bed. I was stuck with his two nephews. I realised
that Louis had been topping up his Coke with vodka and
Peter had been helping himself to my beers. With Louis
still passed out on the other sofa, I sat with Peter
when he asked if I had any porn. I said I had some and
he asked to see it. I put a straight DVD in the player
and we both sat to watch it. The guy in it had a big
cock and was stroking it up and down on the girls arse
crack.
"That's hard to do," he said.
"What?" I replied.
"Fuck someone in the arse. It's quite tight and really
difficult but good once you get going."
"How do you know?" I asked.
Obviously buzzing from the drink, he said he and another
guy had fucked a "gay" guy in school who wanted it and
since they were horny, they both did him.
That surprised me, and for a brief moment I wondered if
he was actually coming on to me but he didn't seem to
be, merely telling me the story, his tongue loosened by
alcohol. The movie finished and as the player switched
back to television the volume increased, wakening his
brother who said he was going to bed.
I suggested to Peter it was time we all went but he
asked if he could watch the end of a television
programme. I agreed, knowing that was not what he wanted
to do.
The house layout was such that when you climbed the
stairs to the room and looked right, you could see back
into the lounge through a "Georgian pane glass door. I
put out all the lights except the one by the couch and
climbed the stairs putting all hall lights out as I
went. I clumped about getting ready for bed, flushed the
toilet, put out all the upstairs lights and then
carefully tiptoed to the top of the landing, naked. I
gently bumped down a step at a time until, in the pitch
darkness I could see into the lounge. I was rewarded.
Peter was stretched on the couch, his jeans around his
knees and his briefs at the same height. His right hand
was stroking a stiff five and a half inch cock and he
had a bushy little blonde hair patch above it but few
other hairs. I stroked my own cock as I watched this
beautiful boy masturbate himself and relished as I
watched the concentration as he built himself up and
relaxed, getting close to cumming before stopping.
Then it happened...
A stream of cum landed on his exposed belly. Three
generous squirts hit there. He stood up and shuffled
into the kitchen (which was off the lounge) and returned
after mopping himself before starting to switch off the
television. I quickly dashed to my room and waited.
He came upstairs, went to the toilet and then to bed.
After around ten minutes I tiptoed back downstairs,
opened the kitchen bin and, sitting on top with the
unmistakable smell of cum, was his little clump of
tissue. I carefully opened it and in the middle, still
very wet, was his cum. I licked it with my tongue and
gently smeared it on my face as I frantically wanked
myself, spraying my own juice into the tissue.
I personally found the incident very erotic and assumed
that was it until three weeks later, we were asked again
and since both lads were enthusiastic, probably thinking
we hadn't noticed how much booze they had pinched, we
agreed. Where the first incident had been totally
accidental, there was some premeditation with the second
visit. Things, however took a slightly different turn of
events.
The evening followed a slightly similar pattern and
sadly, once again the two of us were occupied during
part of the evening. I was aware the boys were taking
full advantage of our absence to keep themselves topped
up but I had not fully realised that they were drinking
a lot more than just the vodka and had consumed
considerably more booze than I thought. I became aware
of this much later.
My partner is an odd drinker in that he drinks quite
quickly then gets sleepy, something which has given me
quite a lot of "sleepy-time pleasure" in the past. He is
particularly bad if he mixes spirit, beer and wine. To
keep him out of the way, I ensured he mixed his drinks
that night and, sure enough, he burned out by ten. Louis
had gone into depression and then just slumped into
sleep.
I suggested he go to bed and he clumped upstairs before
I heard him being sick. I rushed upstairs as he came out
and I carefully ensured he was all right before letting
him get to bed. I looked in on my partner who was
sprawled on top of the bed, the covers half down and his
cock on display. I should have covered him but the devil
in me left him. The door was almost fully closed anyway.
I went back downstairs and found Peter struggling
slightly with sleep. The different DVD I had put on,
showed a MMF threesome and he was sitting watching, idly
squeezing between his legs.
"Good isn't it?" I said.
"Bloody great," he said. "Do you mind?"
His head nodded towards the hand on his crotch as I
said, "Be my guest and I'll sit over there to give you
peace."
He eased his stiff cock out of his flies and started to
wank while he watched. He watched the movie and I
watched him wank. All too soon the movie stopped and he
tucked his cock away. The room was semi-dark and I saw
most of the action but not enough.
"I think I'll go upstairs now," he said.
He stood and stumbled. He was very unsteady so I offered
to help him. I put out the lights and helped him
upstairs. When he got to the bathroom I guided him in
and he let me, fumbling with his flies.
"Here, let me," I said and he just stood, dropping his
hands to his side.
I unzipped him and his pants dropped to his ankles. He
stepped out of them and dropped his briefs too. They
were kicked aside to he was standing, semi-erect,
stripped from the waist down. He started to pee and it
went over the side of the toilet. I took his cock in my
hand and aimed for him. He didn't object at all as I
felt the liquid pulsing through his half hard dick. I
deliberately allowed some to spray on my hand and I
aimed back and forth around the bowl, my own cock
starting to stiffen.
When he finished I dried his cock with tissue and helped
him out to the hall.
"Where's my uncle?" he asked.
"Sleeping like a baby," I said.
He pushed the bedroom door open and there lay his uncle,
on the bed naked, his soft cock and balls exposed.. The
scenario was exciting me. My partner is a slim, good
looking guy and the thought of him exposed to his nephew
was very erotic and taboo.
"He's big isn't he?" said Peter.
"It gets a lot bigger," I said.
"How big?" he slurred.
"About seven inches," I replied.
"Gotta see this," he said, stumbling into the bedroom.
I steered him in and he sat on the edge of the bed. His
hand stretched over to his uncle's limp cock and he
lifted it, squeezing it as he did so. I knew my
partner's reaction to being stroked while asleep as I'd
done it enough myself. As expected, it started to grow.
Peter's drunken stare told me he was not in a normal
state of mind but something was driving him to continue.
With little fuss, my partner's cock was soon at full
mast sticking straight up in the air as Peter gently
stroked it up and down. I didn't want to participate
because if he remembered any of this, I wanted him to
feel he had instigated it and not me. I whispered gently
to him.
"Suck it!"
He turned and looked at me and I saw that his cock was
stiff too. He looked, blinked, turned back and then
lowered his mouth covering his uncle's cock. His eyes
closed and while gripping it with one hand, he sucked
the stiff cock. The scene was highly erotic. His other
hand stroked his own cock gently as he went. I slid out
of the room and took a single shot on my camera, not
wanting to scare him.
The scene was brought to a slightly abrupt halt as he
said he was feeling a bit queasy so I had to take him
back and sit him in the toilet. The queasiness came to
nothing but when he came out, it was as though nothing
had happened and he just went to the other bedroom and
climbed into the bed. I went through and folded the
covers back down to waist level and left him.
After fifteen minutes I returned and he was sleeping
soundly, a gentle snoring coming from his lips. I pulled
the covers back and caressed his small hanging balls in
one hand while stroking his cock with the other. It took
some time but I was rewarded with a five and a half inch
erection, the foreskin, like his uncle's, peeling back
to reveal a piss slit and firm head. My mouth wrapped
around it and I sucked happily, feeling his pulsing cock
in my mouth.
He made no attempt to turn so I opened his legs further
and licked his balls, my tongue venturing up the full
cock length before enveloping the cock. I gently wanked
him at the same time. I did this in near darkness as I
didn't want to waken his brother but I could see enough
to enjoy it and for future wanking fodder, I went for my
camera and took a few snaps of his hot rigid cock with
my hand wrapped around it.
While I was sucking madly on his stiff organ, he
whimpered and moved and I wasn't sure if I should stop
but as he showed no sign of actually wakening I kept
going and a stream of cum shot into my mouth. I'm not a
fan of swallowing cum but this nectar was not being lost
and I swallowed as though it was the most precious
liquid on Earth. His cock softened and I decided his
poor body had had enough molestation for one night.
I went next door and decided to continue on my partner,
the remains of his nephew's sperm being spread from my
mouth on to his much larger organ. His cock rose as
quickly as it always did and though I was not always
rewarded with a spray of cum when I did this I felt sure
the warm up act would have him randier than usual. Sure
enough, as I stroked my own cock, my partner's seed
fired into my mouth and, once more, my normal habit of
spitting it out, was forgotten and as I shot my own
load. I swallowed every drop.
This had been a night to remember but the opportunity
never came around again due to Peter's age. He bought a
car shortly after and his social life had no need for
sleepovers at Uncle's. Nothing was ever mentioned about
the night, and there was not even a hint that he had
remembered anything. He had a thumping hangover in the
morning though and his younger brother looked as though
he might stay off alcohol until he was legally allowed
to drink it.
Both lads have girls now and Peter is married with three
kids, two of which are his. He is totally devoted to
them. I often wondered if the story about fucking the
gay boy at school was true though.
I still have my set of pictures to remind me of the time
I took my "once in a lifetime chance."
END
kewtieboy@hotmail.com
www.kewtieboy.blogspot.com
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
any way, shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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