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 Young Nephew Exploited by Uncle - A Case Study

   By billy69boy

   (The following is based on a true story, related to the author by one
who wishes to remain anonymous.)

   A man came to my practice complaining of conflicting emotions regarding
a subject that seemed to causing him a great deal of stress and discomfort.
He appeared to be around 40 years of age, rather calm in demeanor and in
good spirits.  He thanked me for seeing him, and had heard that my research
on contemporary sexual issues was exemplary.

   I acknowledged his compliment, and started right in:

   "So, what brings you here today?" I asked.

   He immediately began to fidget in his seat, and a dark frown came over
his face.  I could tell he was uncomfortable, and I gave him a minute to
compose himself.

   "I am here to talk about my early relationship with my uncle," he
started out slowly.

   It didn't take me long to surmise that he was sexually abused by this
uncle, and he felt the need to confront his feelings, even after all the
years that had elapsed since the relationship occurred.  This is not
uncommon, of course.  Sexual abuse never really goes away, but talking
about it with a reputable counselor can be helpful in some cases.

   "I see," I said softly, "do you want to tell me your story from the
beginning?"

   "Well, to the best of my recollection, he was in his early to mid 50's
when the contact began, and I was eight.  Our secret relationship lasted
for 3 years.

   "I would spend weekends with him from time to time throughout my
childhood, and I began going over to his place very early in my life.  He
lived about 20 minutes from my parents' house.  Back then, he would take me
to do the usual things: movies, the zoo, out to eat.  I remember that he
was always very affectionate, even before the relations started.  I liked
him a lot, he was fun to be around and he seemed good with me as far as
keeping me entertained.  I think I started to notice his affection by the
time I was 7.  It would be touches here and there, nothing prolonged and
nothing that would make anyone suspicious.  He would keep his hand on mine
for longer than normal.  If we were watching TV on the couch, he would sit
close to me, and put his hand on my thigh or arm."

   "You seem to be referring to him in the past tense," I observed.

   "Yes, he died many years ago, at a rather young age," my client stated
matter-of-factly, "which makes all of this even more difficult to come to
terms with."

   "Please continue," I urged.

   "My first memory of any type of physical contact occurred when I was 8.
He had picked me up on a Friday after school.  My parents were going out of
town for a whole week, and I was going to be staying with him.  He lived by
himself in a 3 bedroom house in the suburbs.  He had been married for a
time, but no longer.  They had no children of their own.

   "We went to get something to eat after school and then we went back to
his place.  He put me in one of the spare bedrooms.  We were watching
something on television when he said he had some things he wanted to ask
me.

   "He began with a question about peeing.  He wanted to know if I held my
penis with my left hand or my right hand.  I said my right hand.  He then
asked if I would mind if he watched me pee sometime.  Me not thinking
anything about it, agreed.  So, we got up and went to the bathroom.  I do
remember feeling somewhat nervous that I wouldn't be able to pee.  He
actually sat down on the side of the tub, within arm's reach of me standing
at the toilet.  I lowered my pants, pulling them down like I normally
would. I remember that he suggested that I drop them all the way to the
floor so that he could see me actually holding my penis.

   "I started to pee and he was watching intently.  He then asked if I
would mind if he held it the next time I peed.  I agreed, again not
thinking anything of it.  So, later that evening, I had to pee, and he
accompanied me to the bathroom.  Again he sat on the tub, my pants down
around my ankles, and he grabbed for my penis.  I remember his hands were
cold.  I also remember that he was touching my bottom with his other hand,
cupping my buttocks and rubbing it.  He also began to massage my tiny penis
with his other hand, before I actually started peeing.

   "I remember him asking me if it felt good, and I replied that it did,
because to be honest, it did.  I still wasn't catching on that this was any
way sexual with him, just a caring uncle.  Then it happened, my penis
became erect and he asked me if I had ever had an erection before.  I
replied that I had.

   "He then asked if I would like to watch him pee and if I would mind
helping him.  He then lowered his pants and I remember that his penis was
very large and really hard.  He obviously was aroused by watching and
touching me.  He asked me if I would like to touch it, I said yes and I
touched it.  He said that at that moment he didn't have to pee but wanted
to show me how a penis worked.  He asked me to follow him into his room. 
He said he wanted to show me how a penis worked and he had a video to show
me.  He then put on a gay pornographic video.  It had men fucking and
sucking each other; something I had never seen.  I noticed as he watched
it, he began to slowly stroke his penis.  I also noticed that I became
aroused by this and wasn't exactly sure why.

   "As we watched the video, he started jacking off harder and harder.  He
looked over at me, noticed my small erection, and asked me if I knew how to
masturbate.  He said that he would like to show me how.  So he reached over
and started stroking my very tiny but very hard cock, going up and down. 
It was a sensation that I had never had before, actually hard to describe.
I felt a rush of blood to my head.  He began to stroke it very steadily,
and then said, to do it right, it needed to be moist.  He said that he
should put it in his mouth so that his saliva could make it moist.

   "He had me take off all of my clothes and lay back on his bed.  He
removed his clothes, he said, so that I wouldn't feel uncomfortable being
the only one that was naked.

   "Doc, I have to admit, I am extremely aroused right now.  Going through
this again is truly eye opening."

   "It's okay to feel that way, no need to be ashamed...  please do go on,"
I said reassuringly.

   "As I lay back, he removed his clothes, and spread my legs apart just a
bit, and then he climbed onto the bed with me, basically straddling me.  He
slowly stroked his cock as he lowered his head to my mid-section and took
all of my small erection into his mouth.  It was almost as if he was
savoring a good piece of steak.  He began to moan ever so slightly as his
head bobbed up and down on my penis.  I remember feeling a sense of
amazement and some confusion as well.

   "I recall that, as he was sucking me, he was stroking his own cock
faster and faster.  He told me to enjoy it and that he was going to "cum"
on my penis.  I didn't know what that meant, to be honest.  He released my
penis from his mouth, got on his knees over me, and started to masturbate
very fast.  As he was getting closer to orgasm, he became much louder and
feverishly stroked his very hard cock.  He put the tip of his cock head on
my penis as he was stroking and just then, shot something white and warm
all over my penis and my belly.  There seemed to be a lot of it.  I wasn't
sure if he had peed or what.  But he let out the most amazing groan as he
did it.

   "Doc, I am curious how this all sounds?  Is it erotic, or is it just
sick?  Should I be feeling aroused or disgusted?" he asked rather
painfully.

   "Feelings tell you how you feel," I offered vaguely, "they can't be
judged as right or wrong."

   "I guess I feel both things at once...which is why I'm here, I suppose,"
he replied, his voice trailing off.  After a moment of silent reflection,
he went on with his recollections.

   "I remember that after he came, he took my penis back into his mouth and
also licked his cum off of my hairless stomach and body.  He then lay
beside me and said we needed to talk about something.

   "He said that it would be unwise for me to tell anyone about this
because people would not understand; that they would not understand the
love he had for me, or for our special relationship.  He wanted to know how
I felt and I told him that it felt good, and that I had no idea that uncles
and nephews played like that.

   "What is amazing is how it still can arouse me, after all these years.
Going back through the details brings up so many memories and feelings.  It
makes me tingle with both anticipation and excitement.  I have the
overwhelming urge to masturbate.  I find that to be the most interesting
aspect of this exercise.  It is almost as if it is a catharsis; that
talking about it is good for me.  I have kept so much of this bottled up
and now it is flowing out of me.

   "The next day, when I woke up, he was in my bedroom, which actually
startled me.  He was sitting on a love seat in the corner, he wore only a
t-shirt, and he was masturbating.  I have no idea how long he had been
there.  When I woke up, he realized he had startled me and he apologized.
He asked me how I was feeling about what had happened the previous night. I
wasn't very talkative because I was still processing what had happened.  I
meekly responded that it felt good but that I was worried that it was
wrong, that he could get into trouble with my parents, if they ever found
out.  He didn't really answer that line of questioning, but instead moved
on to how much he really enjoyed having my penis in his mouth.  He said
that he would like to have me in his mouth when I was soft and that he
wanted to feel my cock grow in his mouth.

   "He then moved toward me, sat down beside me on the bed and continued to
stroke his cock.  He then asked me if I wanted to taste his penis.  That is
how he put it, not did I want to put it in my mouth, but did I want to
taste it.  I kind of nodded yes, but was unsure how to do it.  He pulled
the covers away from my body; I was still in my pajamas.  He slowly pulled
off my pajama bottoms, exposing my small, soft penis.  He leaned over and
took it into his mouth.  I became aroused and quickly got an erection.  He
then stood up beside the bed, stroking his cock and asked me to taste him.
I opened my mouth and he shoved his hard cock into my mouth.  He must have
been very close to orgasm because it didn't seem like it was more than two
minutes before he started to tense up and his talk became extremely dirty:
he mumbled something about me 'swallowing his seed', and how he wanted to
'breed my mouth'.  He then pulled his cock out of my mouth and told me to
keep my mouth open wide.  He started stroking his cock and he shouted,
'Here it comes!' I didn't realize what he meant at first, having only seen
that once the night before.  I felt him put the head of his cock slightly
into my mouth and then I felt this warm, salty liquid filling up my mouth.
I will be honest, I gagged.  But he continued to stroke and cum as I was
gagging."

   My client seemed upset, and on the verge of tears.  His animated account
of his adventures with his uncle gave way to no small amount of torment and
anguish.  After several minutes of silent reflection, he continued:

   "This is something that I wish had never happened to me.  It is not
something I am proud of and not something I think people should ever do. 
My uncle had major issues, and I worry about how many other people suffered
because of him.  As you can tell, I am not completely comfortable talking
about it, but I thought, with your expertise, you might be able to help me
make sense of my obviously conflicted feelings.  I am sure you understand.
In no way would I ever condone this type of behavior, as I know you would
not either."

   I nodded in agreement.  His dilemma was not at all unusual.  In fact it
was the central theme of childhood sexual activity: reliving the abuse,
feeling the shame of being used by an older someone who had obvious power
of one so young, yet also feeling the thrill and exuberance of receiving
the "special" attention of an older person.  Recounting the episodes of
sexual adventure and discovery could have an extremely arousing effect,
which manifests itself in the cliché: "guilty pleasure".  I suggested he
stopped focusing on his conflicted emotions for now, and concentrate on
reporting the remainder of his story as factually as possible.  I asked him
to give me some details about his uncle.

   "He was about 6 feet tall, had a medium amount of body hair, with a
hairy chest.  His cock was around 6 inches and he was uncut.  He would cum
hard: he was a shooter and it would go everywhere.  I think he was a porn
addict and he was into everything as far as I could tell.  He liked both
homosexual and heterosexual pornography.
"As far as positions, he liked me on all fours so that he could lick my
ass and rub his cock between my ass cheeks.  He liked me to be lying flat
on my stomach as well.  He loved to cum on my ass hole and then he would
lick me clean.  That was one of his big obsessions.  The one thing that
really sticks out in my mind is how he would always have me ride his face.
He was ravenous when he would eat my ass and suck my cock.  He loved for me
to ride his face as if I was riding a horse.  While he never penetrated me
with his cock, he would penetrate my ass with his tongue.  You have to
remember that I was much smaller than he was and he could lift me with

great ease onto his face.

   "Doc, when I think about that, it arouses me like nothing else.  When I
remember how he would lift me up, spread my legs, and lower me onto his
face, I get so aroused.  I always remember how he loved sucking my small,
soft cock and then feeling it grow in his mouth.  At this point I was about
3 years away from actually producing cum.  The last year that we played, I
would orgasm with sperm, which only added to the eroticism.

   "Back to my story: The play continued for the remainder of the weekend.
I do remember when I went back home my penis was sore.  He had sucked and
jacked me off all weekend.  It wasn't something that was visible: it kind
of felt like sunburn.  Thereafter, I would generally spend every other
weekend with him and it continued on.  The next weekend I spent with him
was when he showed me how to suck his cock correctly.  He actually lay on
the bed, on his back, and taught me the proper way to suck cock: How to use
my hands, how to use my mouth, how to use my tongue and how to accept his
cum in my mouth without gagging.

   "My memory is that we spent a good deal of time on that next Saturday in
bed, basically me practicing sucking his cock.  I also remember that the
second Saturday is when I started to become aroused with him.  While I was
sucking, I noticed that I was getting an erection.  Basically he would lay
there as I practiced sucking and he would have porn on and he would be
intently watching it, and then me, and so forth.  I actually remember later
that night, us lying next to each other, completely naked, with him
masturbating and showing me how to masturbate.  That was the first time
that I had ever jacked off.  Of course you can imagine, from there on out,
I was a chronic masturbator.

   "At first I didn't know what to think, and I didn't understand what was
happening.  But by the second weekend, I started to realize what was going
on, how much pleasure I was receiving and I became noticeably aroused.  I
started to understand and started to enjoy.  I enjoyed watching porn with
him; I enjoyed both the gay porn and the straight porn.  He also had some
underground k9 and horse stuff which fascinated me: both men and women
engaging in acts with dogs and horses.

   "I remember being very turned on by facials, either men or women
receiving facials.  What I realized was that by observing his obsession, I
was myself becoming obsessed with sex.  Within a month of that initial
weekend, I was actually craving sex with him.  I would look forward to
spending time with him.  I think he could also sense that I was becoming
comfortable and that turned him on even more.  I became more confident,
enjoying sucking his cock, enjoying his cum in my mouth.  I would have very
intense orgasms and would crave those orgasms; but I also would crave his
orgasms because he was so intense when he had an orgasm; he would cum just
buckets, it seemed to me at the time.

   "What I have never told anyone, Doc, and I mean absolutely no one, was
that he had his 38 year old boyfriend come over and join us about 4 months
into our relations.  I had known him as my uncle's friend: a guy he hung
out with, but I never realized that they were "together" or had sex with
each other, or even that his friend was gay.  He would sometimes hang out
with us on those weekends but would never spend the night.  I do remember
once when my uncle picked me up, he said that his friend was going to come
over and hang out with us and that he would probably spend the night.  He
stated that 'he and I play like you and I play'.  At first I didn't get it,
it didn't register.  But then he said, 'He loves sucking my cock and he
loves for me to fuck him in the ass.' I could tell he was looking for my
reaction.  I must have shown some interest because I remember thinking, how
does he fuck him?

   "We may not have spent every other weekend together exactly, but it
seemed very frequent.  It was very regular.  Surprisingly, my parents never
had a clue anything was going on.  It got to the point where I did look
forward to it.  I would masturbate multiple times daily; it was as if I
couldn't orgasm enough, almost like an obsession.  I would be aroused by
both men and women and really have always felt more of an attraction to
women, which has always surprised me considering my first experiences.

   "The first night with my uncle's friend was interesting.  He was
nervous, I think, but he was definitely interested in me.  It was obviously
something that he and my uncle had discussed beforehand.  We all got naked
and my uncle said he wanted me to just watch.  He wanted me to see the
entire act and see what they did.  That was the first time I ever saw two
men fucking.  I'm sure having me there watching was very arousing for both
of them.

   "The most erotic and hardcore thing that I ever did was on that night.
As my uncle was fucking his boyfriend, he had decided that when he came he
wanted to cum not inside Tim, but in my mouth.  As he was getting ready to
cum, he called for me and had me kneel down on the floor.  He pulled out of
Tim's ass and stuck his cock into my mouth.  Fuck!!  For some reason, the
thought of that really turns me on!!  The thought of him pulling out of
Tim's ass, bareback, and then shoving his cock into my mouth, makes me want
to go jack off in the bathroom right now.  It was a feeling of complete
ecstasy, so primal, so incredibly hot.  I remember that I was so extremely
turned on that I had an orgasm without anyone touching me."

   My client seemed to drift off in his mind briefly, no doubt dwelling on
the still intense memories he was reliving.  I sat silently, as I observed
his facial expressions going from extreme ecstasy to something on the order
of horror and dread and then back again.  Finally, he came back to the
present, shook his head a few times, and shifted gears.

   "I always worried about my parents finding out, which was strange
because I wasn't the one doing anything wrong, he was.  But I suppose I
wasn't old enough or wise enough to realize that.  I knew that he wasn't
supposed to be doing this, but I also knew that I was basically addicted to
it and I didn't want him to stop playing with me.  I was hooked at that
point.  But the fear of someone finding out was always there, it still is
actually.

   "He never tried to fuck me with his cock.  He would penetrate my ass
with his tongue and his pinky finger only.  He was very wary of injuring
me, I think.  I saw all kinds of porn and yes, the gay porn was very
hardcore bareback stuff, multiple cream pies, and such.  I did ask him once
why he never fucked me and he said because his cock was just too big and it
would hurt.  As far as him fingering me with his pinky, he loved it when I
would suck his finger.  My uncle had a real passion for bareback sex.  He
liked the fact that I would take his cock into my mouth after it had been
in his 'bitch's' ass.  He was ass to mouth obsessed.

   "I think that is where my own ass to mouth obsession began.  I would say
that I played with him and his boyfriend probably somewhere in the
neighborhood of 20-25 times, as a threesome, over the 3 year period.  My
uncle's sub wouldn't always be around, but maybe every couple of months he
would have him there with us.  I think my uncle enjoyed both the threesomes
and the time with me alone.

   "What my experiences did was open my eyes to oral, ass to mouth, and my
love of cum.  To this day, I love cum.  I love my own and others.  It is
like the lion that gets his first taste of blood.  I also developed my love
of cream pies and cream pie eating from my early experiences.  I have often
felt like I was a male cum slut.  I have always craved a cock in my mouth,
the feeling of someone cumming in my mouth.  It's hard to describe how
intense that craving is.  But it is very powerful.  I love all aspects of
cum: in my mouth, swallowing, cum play, everything."
I sensed that my client was getting more comfortable relating the
intimate details of his experiences, which I considered to be good
progress. He seemed emboldened and courageous, and I encouraged him to keep
going:

   "Describe a typical encounter with your uncle and his friend."

   "Our three-way sessions evolved over time: the more comfortable we
became, the more intense the sessions became.  It would generally start on
the couch.  My uncle would put on some porn and the three of us would sit
on the couch naked, or at least with our pants off.  We would stroke each
other and suck each other until it got so intense that we would move into
the bedroom.  The boyfriend almost always seemed to initiate these
sessions. I think his sex drive was very high.  He was definitely a bottom,
almost a sub to my uncle.  He would fuck my uncle in the ass from time to
time, but generally it was my uncle fucking him.

   "Once we moved into the bedroom, we generally continued sucking each
other.  The boyfriend would always comment on how much he loved sucking my
"boy cock".  It would always seem to work out where he would be on all
fours, I would be standing at his head with him sucking my cock, and my
uncle would be behind him, fucking him bare back.  He was actually a better
cocksucker than my uncle; he would make me cum much quicker.

   "Then there were times where he might be on his back, me on his face in
a sitting position, him licking and sucking me, and my uncle sitting back,
watching us and masturbating.  My uncle really enjoyed watching.  I think
sometimes he would have preferred to just watch.  He seemed to like seeing
my small body being ravaged and pleasured by his 'sissy boy' friend.  It
was on or about the 4th or 5th session when I had my first experience of
eating Tim's cream pie.  My uncle was getting ready to cum and he yelled
out that he wanted me to 'eat the seed out of his boyfriend's ass'.

   "For whatever reason Doc, it makes me extremely aroused when I think of
that.  I have no idea why.  As I am relating this to you, my cock is rock
hard.  It is so strange, but it turns me on.  It is like some kind of
memory trigger and I get aroused.  I know I keep mentioning the same thing,
but that's kind of why I'm here, I guess.

   "Whenever the boyfriend played with me, I would cum quickly, but I would
usually cum a second time before the session was over.  He was, by far the
best cock sucker I have ever been with.  I realize now why my uncle liked
him so much.  There was always porn on when we would play, whether it was
the three of us or just me and my uncle."

   "Well, that's a pretty incredible story you told me," I told him, "and I
can understand your conflicted emotional response.  It is fascinating,
especially considering your age at the time.  You seem to have responded to
your early...shall we say...sex education with a maturity that seems more
advanced than your age would suggest.  Whether you see that as an advantage
or disadvantage is really up to you.  Now, do you have any other thoughts
or details you'd like to share?"

   "I realized years later that my uncle's boyfriend was a sissy boy
bottom, but I don't think I realized that at the time.  My uncle would
almost always cum in Tim's ass when we played as a threesome.  I would
almost always eat his cream pie.  Sometimes my uncle would join in on that
as well.  My uncle was a porn addict through and through.  He had hundreds
of video tapes in his closet in his bedroom.  He also had tons of dildos
and vibrators and such.  He was a total sex addict, like me I suppose.  He
would just use the dildos on himself or his boyfriend, never on me.  He did
use the vibrator on my cock, at the head, on the outside, and that felt
amazing.

   "That is about it for our activities.  It went on like that for about 3
years.  My feelings now are how surprised I am at how aroused I get to this
day, remembering these things."

   "I'd like to hear how this exercise has affected you, other than your
surprise at being aroused by it," I said.  "Did it feel good to get it out
in the open?  Do you feel that the positives of your relationship with your
uncle outweighed the negatives, or not?"

   "I do feel good about being able to talk about it.  Getting it all out
in the open has helped me a lot.  It has been a catharsis really, to be
honest.  I do feel much better about things, realizing he was still wrong,
but maybe I now have a greater understanding of things.  I think the
positives are much greater than the negatives.  Talking about it has been
an excellent exercise in introspection, and coming to terms with being
aroused by it has been good as well.  What's your take on it, Doc?"

   "I'm glad you came to see me," I answered.  "I'm hoping that you
conclude that you have no reason to feel guilty or ashamed.  Maybe it would
have been better if it didn't happen at all, but who really knows?

   "The fact that you experienced such a very unusual introduction to sex,
and at such a young age, is fairly unique.  And it sounds like you enjoyed
a lot of it, which is also a big plus.  You may have been coerced into it,
but your uncle didn't seem hateful or abusive, not that I am trying to
exonerate him.  Certainly, he had no business being involved with you, but
it happened, and I think at least a part of you is happy that it happened.

   "I think you have every right to continue to be aroused by your three
year sexual adventure, and to have no regrets looking back.  That said, you
also have valid reasons to embrace the dark side of your experiences: you
were used and abused sexually by an unscrupulous uncle and his equally
unscrupulous boyfriend, after all.

   "Both the exhilaration and the disgust are proper emotional reactions.
It is ultimately up to you how you decide to react to the facts going
forward."

   "Thanks, Doc, I feel better getting everything off my chest.  Things are
clearer in my mind now."