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My older sister got pregnant in her early teens, gave birth to a boy, christened John. I became an uncle before I was 10.
Somehow I came be like an older brother to John when he grew up. He was a sensitive, shy boy, not fond of the rough games. A bit girlish.
My grand dad had a log cabin in the woods not far from where we lived. I liked to be there with him, enjoying God's nature.
When I grew older I was allowed to be there alone. Especially as grand dad was not feeling strong enough to go there very often. Later I brought John there.
Sometimes I spent all weekend there all alone.
My sister had most of her days taking care of John, not caring much for boyfriends since she had been let down by her first experience.
By the time John was entering his teens my sister stared dating seriously. Late one summer my sister came to me with a request.
- Trev! You know Rick, the guy I have been dating for some time, wants to take me for a trip next weekend. Can you look after John for me?
- Sure, I replied.
I picked John up Friday afternoon, coming from work, and we were to spend the entire weekend in the log cabin.
We had a great time, fishing, grilling and walking in the woods.
Saturday evening a storm surprised us. We had to sit indoors and listen to branches scratching the walls, thunder and lightning.
I did not care much but John seemed a little uptight.
I decided to tell a scary story, maybe ot the best of things to do right there and then. Or ...
There were to small bedrooms in the log cabin. I used the one with the larger bed, John the other tiny room.
Just as I was going to sleep I thought I heard something.
-Trev, I am scared. Can I sleep next to you?
It was John.
I was in the state where you just about to fall asleep as I lie there on my back with left arm across my chest and the other one next to my right side, they way I prefer when going to sleep.
I had no strength to whisper a reply, thought something like "if you wanna come into bed with me,it's ok".
John must have thought I was already asleep and he slowly climbed into bed, tucking himself very close to my right side, putting his right arm on my belly.
I always sleep in the nude. This John discovered when slowly moving his hand downwards, finding my pubic hair.
I pretended to be asleep, wondering what John will do next.
His hand continued down, finding my cock resting.
He started examining my cock and balls. Very gently, fearing he'd wake me up, I guess. My cock reacted to his touches and began growing. Soon it was fully erect and I could hear John's breath was getting heavier.
He made sure cock was lying pointing upwards on my belly, began to slowly wank it.
I tried to keep calm and collected.
Suddenly John stopped, twisted and turned a little before moving back close, close to me. I felt John's hard cock against my arm. He had removed his boxers.
John tried to put his cock into my hand, and I did just enough to help him, gripping it gently.
This seemed to please him as he returned to wanking my cock while slowly moving his hips, no more than a centimeter or two, with his cock rubbing against my palm.
His cock was rock hard, felt like burning and was shivering.
John wanked my cock slowly up and down, up and down under the blanket. I knew I could not last for long.
I tried to relax and not make any sounds. Then I felt the eruption cumming, flew out on my belly, never mind the bed sheets.
When John felt me cumming, it triggered him and he came immidiately. I felt his spurts into my palm and onto my hips.
The bed was really in a mess but I thought I'd just play the game and pretend to sleep, leave it for the morning.
It was a bit awkward and wet but John soon fell asleep and so did I.
The following morning I woke up while John was still sleeping. He had such an innocent look on his face, and I can swear he was smiling too.
I went up, fixed breakfast, wondering if John would mention what had happened. I surely wouldn't. Hey, I was sleeping, wasn't I!?
John never brought up the issue. I think he believes I was sleeping through the entire thing. No point in telling him the truth now, years later.
So, what about John? Well, three or four years later he had a steady boyfriend.
Me? The odd girlfriend, no lasting releationships - and more no boys. Although I relive that night over and over agin, wouldn't mind a repeat.
Somehow I came be like an older brother to John when he grew up. He was a sensitive, shy boy, not fond of the rough games. A bit girlish.
My grand dad had a log cabin in the woods not far from where we lived. I liked to be there with him, enjoying God's nature.
When I grew older I was allowed to be there alone. Especially as grand dad was not feeling strong enough to go there very often. Later I brought John there.
Sometimes I spent all weekend there all alone.
My sister had most of her days taking care of John, not caring much for boyfriends since she had been let down by her first experience.
By the time John was entering his teens my sister stared dating seriously. Late one summer my sister came to me with a request.
- Trev! You know Rick, the guy I have been dating for some time, wants to take me for a trip next weekend. Can you look after John for me?
- Sure, I replied.
I picked John up Friday afternoon, coming from work, and we were to spend the entire weekend in the log cabin.
We had a great time, fishing, grilling and walking in the woods.
Saturday evening a storm surprised us. We had to sit indoors and listen to branches scratching the walls, thunder and lightning.
I did not care much but John seemed a little uptight.
I decided to tell a scary story, maybe ot the best of things to do right there and then. Or ...
There were to small bedrooms in the log cabin. I used the one with the larger bed, John the other tiny room.
Just as I was going to sleep I thought I heard something.
-Trev, I am scared. Can I sleep next to you?
It was John.
I was in the state where you just about to fall asleep as I lie there on my back with left arm across my chest and the other one next to my right side, they way I prefer when going to sleep.
I had no strength to whisper a reply, thought something like "if you wanna come into bed with me,it's ok".
John must have thought I was already asleep and he slowly climbed into bed, tucking himself very close to my right side, putting his right arm on my belly.
I always sleep in the nude. This John discovered when slowly moving his hand downwards, finding my pubic hair.
I pretended to be asleep, wondering what John will do next.
His hand continued down, finding my cock resting.
He started examining my cock and balls. Very gently, fearing he'd wake me up, I guess. My cock reacted to his touches and began growing. Soon it was fully erect and I could hear John's breath was getting heavier.
He made sure cock was lying pointing upwards on my belly, began to slowly wank it.
I tried to keep calm and collected.
Suddenly John stopped, twisted and turned a little before moving back close, close to me. I felt John's hard cock against my arm. He had removed his boxers.
John tried to put his cock into my hand, and I did just enough to help him, gripping it gently.
This seemed to please him as he returned to wanking my cock while slowly moving his hips, no more than a centimeter or two, with his cock rubbing against my palm.
His cock was rock hard, felt like burning and was shivering.
John wanked my cock slowly up and down, up and down under the blanket. I knew I could not last for long.
I tried to relax and not make any sounds. Then I felt the eruption cumming, flew out on my belly, never mind the bed sheets.
When John felt me cumming, it triggered him and he came immidiately. I felt his spurts into my palm and onto my hips.
The bed was really in a mess but I thought I'd just play the game and pretend to sleep, leave it for the morning.
It was a bit awkward and wet but John soon fell asleep and so did I.
The following morning I woke up while John was still sleeping. He had such an innocent look on his face, and I can swear he was smiling too.
I went up, fixed breakfast, wondering if John would mention what had happened. I surely wouldn't. Hey, I was sleeping, wasn't I!?
John never brought up the issue. I think he believes I was sleeping through the entire thing. No point in telling him the truth now, years later.
So, what about John? Well, three or four years later he had a steady boyfriend.
Me? The odd girlfriend, no lasting releationships - and more no boys. Although I relive that night over and over agin, wouldn't mind a repeat.
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