


               JOHN'S DREAMS - Uncle And Dad (MM, Mb, MMb)


                                        by John P

                                   Copyright© 2011



My sleep seems never to be restful and I'm constantly dreaming
during the night, and the dreams are almost always of a sexual
nature. I'm starting to think that I need a partner, a
girl-friend or boy-friend, to give me the release I need for
fitful sleep. I see the digital readout on my alarm clock each
time I wake and I remember each dream so vividly. This is another
one of my dreams.


UNCLE AND DAD

I'm an 11-year-old boy called John and I'm not too smart but I've
been this way since I was born. My twin sister Julie is fine
though, smart as a whip so everybody says. The doctor called my
problem some long name when I was examined but it really meant
that my brain was 'not wired up right' and there was nothing they
could do to fix me. I don't talk much because it's not easy to
form the words but I understand what happens around me.

People who meet our family always say, "Aren't your kids
beautiful!" and Mum and Dad say how proud they are of me and
Julie. It's only later that they find out that, although we look
the same, Julie is the smart one and I'm defective. She loves me
though and plays with me a lot although it probably takes a lot
of patience.

Daddy, whose name is Tommy, normally bathes me but lately Julie
has been doing it while Daddy watches her. I think she must have
been doing it OK because now Daddy leaves her alone with me and
she washes me good, particularly around my peepee and between my
legs and my bottom. I don't mind, in fact I like it when she
touches me in those places.

Yesterday there was a lot of shouting between Mummy and Daddy
and, although I was in my bedroom, I heard some of the things
that they screamed. Mummy was shouting, "I can't believe you'd
fuck your own little girl, you pervert!" and I heard some banging
about in their bedroom. I didn't know what it meant but I figured
it must have been serious because the next thing I knew, doors
were slammed and Mummy was gone, along with Julie.

When Daddy came into my bedroom, he sat down on my bed with me
and held me, and said, "Mummy's taken Julie and they are going to
stay with Aunty Kelly and Uncle Jeff for a few days," but it
didn't fool me. I thought that they would probably stay at least
a week. Daddy cuddled me and I thought maybe it wouldn't be too
bad. I was going to miss Julie's hands on me in the bath.

The rest of the day, Daddy was sad so I cuddled him often. He was
sat on a kitchen chair and I moved between his open legs to
cuddle him again and he held me, but I could feel a hard lump
against my knees. When I put my hand down to feel what it was, I
found that it was Daddy's peepee I could feel through his pants
but it had gone all hard.

He looked at me with his eyes half-closed and whispered, "Yes,
Julie! Keep doing that! Just like before!"

I was confused. Didn't he see me? Didn't he know me? He took hold
of my hand and pressed it harder against his lump so I gripped it
like I thought he wanted. He sighed and put his head beside mine,
kissing my cheek and then my neck. I liked this and kissed him
back in the same way, my lips brushing his skin softly.

He moaned and I was scared I was hurting him but his hands went
to his zip and he fished inside. I watched as his hands brought
out his peepee. It was enormous and I stared at it in awe!

"Wank me again, Julie! Do it for Daddy!"

I didn't move because I didn't know what to do. Was Daddy sick?
Didn't he know that Julie was gone?

He took my hand and placed it on his peepee and I felt the soft
skin on his hard shaft and the thickness of it. It was hot and
pulsing and I gazed at it in my little hand. My fingers wouldn't
quite meet because it was too thick but I liked the feeling
anyway. There was a big knob thing on the end and it was quite
red, and there was some clear stuff leaking out of the pee-slit.
When I touched it with the tip of my finger, it felt slippery and
Daddy's peepee jumped in my hand.

His hand surrounded mine and he moved it slowly back and forth, I
suppose to show me what he wanted. When I was doing it right, he
let my hand go and his hands went behind me to fondle my
bum-cheeks through my shorts. I carried on stroking Daddy's
peepee with my hand and was surprised when he pulled down my
shorts and made me step out of them. Then he pulled the T-shirt
over my head so that I stood there naked in front of him.

My hand returned to his stiff peepee and I stroked again but I
was puzzled when he kissed my chest and started to run his tongue
around my nipple things. That was definitely nice and I hoped he
would keep doing it because it tickled. His hands went round
behind me again and he caressed my little bum. That was nice too,
just like Julie liked to do to me. I opened my legs slightly,
just as my sister had taught me, and his finger ran the length of
my crack.

"What a lovely bottom, Julie! You're so beautiful!" and then he
put his lips to mine and kissed me. His tongue pushed against my
lips and I wondered what he wanted me to do.

"Suck Daddy's tongue, sweetheart," he said and I opened my lips
slightly, and then his tongue was in my mouth and I sucked on it.
The tip of his tongue went around in my mouth, against my teeth
and my gums, and I started to feel a bit woozy with the
sensation.

My own little peepee had gone hard now as well and I wondered
why. It only ever did this in the mornings when I woke up and I
thought maybe I should go and wee so that it would go soft again
but Daddy didn't want to let go of me so I stayed, still sucking
his tongue and stroking his peepee.

"I'm going to cum, sweetheart! Quick! On your knees!" he panted
and I went swiftly onto my knees between his legs and carried on
stroking the long thick peepee that had become thicker all of a
sudden.

"Faster, honey!" he panted and I stroked him much faster,
gripping the thick tube of flesh harder as I did so.

"Open your mouth, Julie!" he said and I opened wide for him.

His peepee jerked in my hand and he moved slightly forward on the
chair so that his peepee rested on my bottom lip. Something hot
spurted into my mouth and Daddy groaned loudly. His big peepee
kept jerking in my hand and I noticed that each time it pulsed,
some more hot stuff was pumped into my mouth. More spurts came,
one after the other, and Daddy cried, "Take Daddy's spunk,
darling! Take it all, Julie!"

He took my head between his hands and held it, his eyes closed as
he shot even more of his hot stuff into my mouth. I could taste
it now, kind of salty and a bit fishy but nice anyway, but I was
wondering what I should do when my mouth was full. The jerking of
his peepee in my hand stopped and there were no more spurts of
the hot stuff but I looked up at him for an indication of what he
wanted me to do next.

"Swallow it, sweetheart! Swallow all Daddy's spunk!" he said
softly, stroking my cheek with his fingertips. Now I knew what
the stuff in my mouth was called.

I gulped it down, savouring the taste before it slid easily down
my throat. When it had all gone, I opened my mouth to show Daddy
and he smiled and held me to him and I felt his peepee against my
belly, not as big as it was but still long and thick in it's soft
state.

"Lick my peepee, honey! Taste it," he whispered and I fell to my
knees again and licked the big knob thing on the end, tasting
with the tip of my tongue the last few salty drops of his 'spunk'
dripping from the slit where he peed from.

He sprawled back on the chair, watching me lick his knob, and I
looked up into his eyes as he smiled down at me.

"I love you, John," he said softly and pulled me up so that I was
straddling his hips. He knew me again! He brought my face to his
and kissed me again and this time I opened my lips for him and he
thrust his tongue inside my mouth. My arms went around his neck
and I felt safe in his arms. His hands went behind me and he
caressed my bottom again, feeling for my bum-crack and running
his finger from top to bottom. Wow! That felt good!

"Your bottom is just as beautiful as Julie's," he whispered as
the tip of his finger touched my poop-hole and I jumped,
startled. "It's OK," he whispered. "I won't hurt you." It tickled
but in a nice way and I snuggled contentedly against Daddy's
chest.

Five minutes later, he smacked my bottom lightly and said, "Come
on, John. Time for your bath," and I climbed down off him.

When the bath was ready, he lifted me up and lowered me into the
water and began to wash me. I kept watching his lovely peepee as
it swung with each movement and I wanted to touch it again, to
feel it in my hand and maybe taste it again with my tongue. Darn!
My own peepee has gone stiff again. Why does it do that?

Daddy noticed it and made me stand so that he could wash between
my legs but instead of running his hands between them, he kissed
my little peepee and then opened his lips and took it into his
mouth. And just to make the feeling better, he licked my little
balls with his tongue and then took them into his mouth as well
as my peepee. Wow! I mean... WOW!

He was so gentle as he sucked and his hands went behind me again
to play with my little bottom. I parted my legs more, just like
Julie always wanted to me to do, and Daddy put the tip of his
finger to my poop-hole and rubbed around it, tickling me, but the
funny thing was that I pushed back as if I wanted him to do it
harder or to put it inside me. Strange, that. Why did I do that?
I hoped Daddy wasn't mad at me for pushing back like that.

Something was happening and I panicked briefly as I thought I
wanted to pee but Daddy still held my peepee in his mouth but he
released my balls and started to play with them with the tips of
his fingers. I was going to wee in Daddy's mouth! No! Oh no! But
it was too late.

My body shook and I was scared as I couldn't stop trembling and I
held Daddy's head tight so he wouldn't let my peepee out of his
mouth. My legs went weak and I almost fell in the bath but Daddy
held me up with his strong arms until the trembling stopped.

When I started to regain my senses, I finally spoke. "What was
it, Daddy? Did I pee in your mouth? I'm sorry!"

He released my little peepee and smiled up at me.

"It's quite OK. You didn't pee. It's what happens to men and
boys, John," he said quietly. "Your peepee did the same as
Daddy's. Did you like it?"

I nodded enthusiastically, still dazed and not quite sure what
had happened to me. Daddy hugged me to him for a minute and then
lifted me out of the bath and started to dry me. I noticed then
that my stiff peepee had gone soft and I touched it to make sure.
Yes, it was soft again.

When Daddy put me to bed and kissed me goodnight, I whispered to
him, "Daddy, can we do it again tomorrow?" and he smiled at me
and nodded. He watched as I snuggled down in my bed and I drifted
off to sleep with his fingers stroking my forehead.



Today, the phone went and it was Uncle Jeff. Daddy spoke quietly
into the phone and once he had hung up, he told me that my uncle
was coming round about 9 o'clock tonight to see us. I thought it
would be about Mum and Julie so maybe they would come home
earlier than I thought.

By 8-30 though, I was falling asleep and Daddy put me to bed,
kissing me goodnight and promising that we would do those nice
things again soon.

I woke up though around 10-30 because I wanted to pee and I went
to the bathroom. I was going to flush the toilet but I heard
moaning and it came from Daddy's room so I hurried there, afraid
that Daddy might be ill and need me. The door was not quite
closed so I pushed it open and saw Daddy on his back, his legs in
the air, a pillow under his hips, with Uncle Jeff naked on top of
Daddy and hurting him.

Something stopped me from charging in and I waited in the
doorway, watching as Uncle Jeff pushed his peepee in and out of
Daddy's bottom. Daddy was moaning but he kept pulling my uncle
down and kissing him, using his tongue as he had done with me. So
Uncle Jeff wasn't hurting Daddy at all. How odd!

"So good, Jeff," he moaned into my uncle's mouth, "so fucking
good!" There was that 'fucking' word again, the one Mummy had
used when she shouted at him about Julie.

Uncle Jeff was moaning too and I wondered if it hurt him to do
that to Daddy. If it hurt, why was he doing it?

It was then that Daddy looked in my direction and saw me watching
them. A quick glance at Uncle Jeff and then at me brought my
uncle's attention to the fact that they had an audience.

"Come in, John," said Uncle Jeff and I moved forward but he
didn't move from his position on top of Daddy.

When I was beside the bed, I looked down to see my uncle's big
peepee buried inside Daddy's bottom and I was fascinated.

"It's alright, John," said Daddy. "Uncle Jeff is loving me. Do
you want to love me too?" and I nodded, not taking my eyes away
from where uncle's big peepee remained in Daddy's bum-hole.

"Jump up here and sit on my face," he said softly, "facing Uncle
Jeff," and I climbed on the bed. Daddy placed me on his face and
I could see everything that Uncle Jeff was doing.

Just then, I got the most wonderful feeling as something warm and
wet touched my bottom-hole. It could only be Daddy's tongue! He
pushed and pushed, and I felt my bottom-hole open a little and
the tip of it went inside me. I closed my eyes at the feeling but
opened them quickly when a soft pair of lips touched mine and a
warm wet tongue tried to open my lips. Uncle Jeff wanted to kiss
me!

I opened my lips slightly and Uncle Jeff's tongue went into my
mouth, licking around inside. My peepee started to get hard again
and I still couldn't figure out why. Daddy's tongue was going in
and out of my bottom-hole and Uncle Jeff was kissing me! WOW! I
sucked on his tongue, just as I had done with Daddy and he must
have liked it because his arms went around me.

Uncle Jeff began to move and I looked down briefly to see his
long peepee moving in and out of Daddy's hole again. It was shiny
and I wanted to touch it so I looked into Uncle Jeff's eyes and
he nodded, taking one of the hands I supported myself with and
placed it on his shaft. It was hard and thick, just like Daddy's
and he stopped moving so that I could play with it.

"Like that?" he whispered and I nodded. "I love your daddy very
much and I'm making him feel good. Is that OK with you?" he asked
and I nodded again.

I was becoming very excited now. Daddy's tongue felt wonderful in
my bottom, Uncle Jeff's peepee felt hard in my hand and my uncle
began to kiss me again. He began to move inside Daddy's bottom
again and that's when I felt Daddy's peepee under my hand. I
remembered what I had done the day before and I stroked it,
making him moan into my bottom. I felt the vibration of his
moaning in my bottom-hole and Daddy held my hips tight as he
pushed his tongue in and out of my little hole.

Uncle Jeff took his tongue from my mouth and he cried, "I'm going
to cum inside your daddy!" and he pushed hard one last time and
held himself still. His face looked like he was in pain but the
muscles in his neck and chest were tensed, and I saw the same
expression Daddy had when he had shot that hot stuff into my
mouth yesterday. The hot stuff... what was it again? Oh yes,
'spunk'. He was shooting spunk into Daddy's bottom and Daddy had
started to groan too as he was being filled.

Uncle Jeff panted and groaned as his peepee kept shooting his
spunk deep into Daddy and his tongue stopped briefly as my uncle
continued to fill him up. I tried to imagine for a minute what it
might feel like to have spunk shot up inside me and I thought it
might be nice to try it once.

After about twenty seconds, Uncle Jeff relaxed and I supposed
that all his spunk was now inside Daddy's bottom, so when he
started to pull his long peepee out, I watched carefully and was
amazed to see that Daddy's bottom-hole was gaping wide and there
was white stuff around the edge of the hole. That must be spunk,
I thought, and I touched it tentatively, feeling how slippery it
was between my thumb and forefinger.

Just then, Daddy's tongue started to move again, pushing in and
out of my little bottom and making me feel wonderful and I
stroked his thick peepee again, making him moan. I'm surprised
when Uncle Jeff moved a little and took Daddy's knob thing into
his mouth and began to lick it.

"Cum in my mouth, Tommy!" he said softly. "Let your little boy
watch!"

My hand stroked the full length of Daddy's peepee but the knob
thing was in Uncle Jeff's mouth and he seemed to be sucking it.
My hand kept touching Uncle Jeff's lips each time I moved my hand
upwards and I thrilled when I felt his big hand begin to stroke
my little stiffy.

It was only seconds before Daddy cried out, "I'm cumming, John! I
love you!" and I felt the jerking of his peepee in my hand. The
tube underneath his shaft was pulsing and I knew that Uncle
Jeff's mouth was being filled with Daddy's spunk, and the thought
thrilled me. Daddy groaned loudly and the sounds were resonating
through his tongue and making my little bottom-hole tickle.

I felt the pulses as each shot of spunk was pumped into the mouth
that I'd just been kissing and it seemed to go on and on. Daddy
was breathing fast through his nostrils and I could feel his hot
breath around my bottom-hole as his peepee continued to fire his
spunk. This went on for about ten seconds and soon he relaxed his
body as there was no more spunk left to shoot. Uncle Jeff opened
his mouth to show me and I saw Daddy's spunk before he swallowed
everything.

He lay down on his belly again and he took my little peepee into
his mouth and sucked while Daddy resumed putting his tongue in my
bottom-hole, pushing it in and out and making it tickle. Uncle
Jeff's fingers fondled my little balls as he sucked me and that,
together with what Daddy was doing to my bottom, made me more
excited and I got that feeling again that maybe I was going to
wee in my uncle's mouth but I remembered yesterday and how it
felt and I didn't want to wee after all.

My body shuddered and shook as my feeling overtook me, and I felt
weak as the feeling continued. Uncle Jeff kept my peepee in his
mouth until the feeling finished and I trembled slightly as the
big tremors began to be small tremors and when they were gone,
Uncle Jeff released my peepee from his mouth and kissed me again.

He pulled me from Daddy's face and lay me down between them in
the bed and they both cuddled me. Both back and front, I could
feel their big peepees against my body, even though they were
soft, and as I was being asked who I wanted to fill my bottom
with his peepee...



My eyes open and I check the clock. It's 2.27 and I'm awake again
with a hard-on. My mind goes back to when I was 11 and I picture
my father and Uncle Jeff taking turns to fill me with cock and
shoot their spunk deep inside me and I masturbate once more to
the dream.

END



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