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Dawn broke early over the quiet, sleeping town of Stonehall, but Sam has been awake for a considerable length of time already. In fact, he hadn't slept, tirelessly running around the house and tidying the various rooms. They needed to be spotless. They had to be.

Sam had a particularly special visitor coming today. Namely, a social worker, with another guest as well. Of course, Sam wasn't very pleased. In fact, he was scared, very scared.

Sam belonged to a various extensive family tree, who mostly lived further up north, and consisted predominantly of Reptiles, with a few others species mixed in through marriages, adoptions, and the like. When Sam was roughly 16 years of age, he'd ran away from home. Of course, he had complete consent at that age to do so, and his parents didn't care what happened to him. He moved further down south and tried to make a lot for himself without them. Why?

Most of his extended family were petty thieves and shoplifters: he distinctly remembered many times in his childhood where his father would return with his jacket full of cigarettes and other things he'd stolen. Some were a bit more adventurous, such as his brother, who often broke into houses to get what he could from the inhabitants. Sam had been sick of it, being pushed and shoved to commit crime at every turn. Now, in his new life, he'd had a stable job: a good number of friends and a simple office job. No criminal activity, just pure, honest work.

But that had all changed when he received a phone call from the Council Office further up North, where his family lived. His brother, apparently, had had a child with his wife, and they had left the kid on his own when they went to do a heist. They had, unfortunately, broken into a house where the owner had a gun, and both of them were shot dead.

According to the Social Worker, the rest of the family was too criminally involved to look after yet another child, and Sam had been nominated to take on the kid, who was only 6 years old. The Reptile had been caught between accepting or refusing. On the one hand, he wanted to forget about his family. That, and he couldn't raise a kid. But on the other...this was a kid they were talking about. A kid that needed a life, not a foster home. He eventually agreed to it, but with a dreaded feeling in the pit of his stomach.

Since he was younger, he'd always had a fascination with boys. He'd done sexual acts with his brother back when he was 10, or 11. As he'd grown older, his fascination had turned more into lust, and eventually a sick perversion. Even now, in his thirties, he wanted to do it. He'd masturbated to it over and over again, and now he would have a 6 year old child in his home. He had wanted to confess the idea to his social worker, but she hadn't caught on properly. He hadn't wanted to admit it, either: that would probably mean a prison sentence. Though, thankfully, he didn't own any actual evidence.

It was a Saturday, and today was the day that the kid was going to be coming to live with him for the rest of his life. Sam had been told his name was Nathan, and that he was pretty vulnerable, considering he'd lost his parents. The lean, grey-scaled Reptile had spent most of the night making sure the house was spotless, and had used some of his money to buy clothes, decent food, and the like. He wanted everything to be perfect for the kid, despite his delusions.

The worker was coming at noon, and as it neared 9am, the weather started to warm up. Come midday, it was sweltering hot, and Sam had begrudgingly swapped into a pair of loose shorts and a vest. Anything more than that would have caused him to overheat.

He was standing out on the patio, under the shade of the overhang as a silver Ford Pinto pulled up just outside his house. He couldn't see them clearly from all the way back on the porch, but the worker stepped out of the car, a slim, ginger cat with a mop of brown hair and square glasses. She walked over towards the door at the back and opened it up, allowing Nathan to step out.

Sam watched with a burning intensity. At first, he saw little orange legs poking out from the car, before the rest of the body followed. Nathan was a slimly built little reptile, primarily leaning towards Gecko, with orange-red scales all over his body. The underside of his chin and neck were a milky white. His large eyes surveyed the surroundings before locking on Sam, who was leaning forwards slowly, his snout poking out from the shade. From this distance, Sam would openly ogle the little kid, and get it out of the way before it was too late. He was dressed similar to Sam, with a pair of black shorts, though he wore a baggy T-Shirt. He was clutching a small teddy bear in his hands.

The two of them rounded the gate and walked up the concrete steps towards the door, and Sam headed down the 2 or 3 wooden steps to greet them, extending a hand to the Social Worker.

"Hey there, I'm Sam," He introduced himself to the woman, before smiling a little down at the kid, who looked up at him with innocent, beady eyes.

"This is Nathan," The feline purred out, though Sam already knew that. "Shall we head inside?"

Sam slowly nodded and lead them up and into the house. The air-conditioning was turned up to full, leaving the place cool and refreshing, a polar opposite to the sweltering heat outside. He lead them through into the living room and they all sat down.

This was the boring part, or so Sam thought. They drawled, on and on, about the parental rights that came with adoption and the like. Sam listened dutifully, though zoned out on some of it, before he eventually signed the documents with a sigh of relief. Nathan had been staring at the two of them the whole time.

"Well, thank you for dropping him off, Miss." Sam said to her as pleasantly as possible as he lead her to the door. He opened it up and she stepped through, and they minced words briefly, before bidding each other farewell. Sam shut the door behind her and let out a long sigh, turning his back on the door and staring down the hallway. Nathan stood at the entrance of the living room, the teddy still clutched firmly in his hands. Sam resisted the urge to stare as he stepped a bit closer, squatting down.

"Hey, Nathan. I'm Sam," He knew they'd been introduced already, but he thought it'd be better now, with the two of them alone. "I'm...well, I'm your dad's brother. So, I'm your uncle, okay?"

Nathan hadn't said anything for a moment, and Sam slowly sighed. He opened his arms, and the little reptile willingly reciprocated it, stepped forwards. The two of them embraced gently, and Sam heard a faint sniffle.

"Shhh. It's okay." Sam soothed with him a few croons, patting his back, and Nathan settled himself down.

"Hey, you wanna go for a swim in the pool? I bet you've not been in a pool before, right?" Sam suggested, hoping it'd break the Ice. Nathan appeared apprehensive at first, but eventually nodded, and Sam grinned, apparently pleased. He had planned for this, and lead the kid up the stairs to his new room. It was bare, but he could decorate it how he liked. With that, Sam showed him the swimming trunks, which were primarily tight-fitting, boxer-style things.

The larger reptile left him to dress and went to get changed himself. He stripped off his vest as he stood in his bedroom. He thought about Nathan and how cute he was, and how sorry he felt for him. He could feel his cock swelling within his trousers and he willed it to stop. He didn't want to think about Nathan like that. It was his Nephew, and he was vulnerable. It would be wrong.

After a few minutes, Sam was dressed in a pair of loose swimming shorts, and he made his way down towards the pool out the back. He could feel the sun beating down upon them, and he noticed Nathan was already there, lounging in the shallow end with the water up to his neck.

"Nathan," He called, stepped towards the small table by the pool that he placed drinks on. "You need your armbands, unfortunately. Come on out."

He watched from the corner of his eyes as Nathan hopped out of the pool via the steps on the right, his hands absently fiddling with the arm bands lying on the table. His eyes strayed down to the kid's rump as he stepped out the pool. The swimming 'boxers' were shiny from the water and curved nicely around his cute ass, with an extra part for his tail. As the kid turned, he realised he might have gotten the wrong size. The kid's package was a very obvious bump in the front, and Sam considerably gulp. Fuck.

"H...Here." He held out an armband and Nathan wordlessly held out an arm for it to be put on. The large reptile crouched and blew into the band to blow it up, his eyes glancing down to that package again. He knew Nathan probably wasn't very hung, but damn, it looked cute from his angle, jutting out every so slightly with a rather prominent round curve, the outline of his flaccid dick. He blew up the other band and quickly got into the water before his boner became too obvious.

He lounged for a moment, before he heard the padding of wet feet behind him. Slowly, he turned in the water to face his Nephew, and found himself as just the right height for the obvious bump of his nephew's cock to be right up in his face.

"You...need help down?" He absently asked, staring for a brief second before looking up. Nathan wordlessly nodded, and Sam gestured him to sit, before helping him into the pool. The kid was just too cute, and too hot.

The rest of the afternoon thankfully went by without any other obscene situations that left Sam aching to orgasm. For a while, there had been an eerie silence between the two, as neither knew what to say. But, eventually, the ice between them started to thaw and the two of them began to play together, paddling about with a large, inflatable beach ball.

"Phew!" Sam wiped his forehead, checking the time through the opened back door, barely able to see the clock on the wall. "It's 7pm? Jeez. Alright, Nathan, time for dinner, come on up."

Sam climbed out of the water and patted himself dry from the towels he'd left on the garden chair, before wandering into the kitchen. The kitchen primarily had white marble tops with a sleek modern finish, each cupboard face a rich mahogany with the sides and drawers painted white. He opened up the main cupboard door, and there was a holder on the inside, filled to the brim with takeaway menus.

"You want pizza?" He asked the smaller Reptile, who had dried himself off and scooped up his teddy, now sitting at the small marble-topped island in the center of the kitchen.

"Yes please, Uncle Sam!" Nathan replied happily, smiling. Sam felt his heart swell at the sight of him smiling. He knew how it felt to make a kid happy, and it was nice to see him not so dreary. He helped the kid pick out what he wanted and they waited, briefly, for it to arrive. Sam got pizzas all the time. It was unhealthy, but he liked them.

The two of them sat in the living room with their feet up, munching down on pizza as they watched a number of movies, one after the other. Sam had just finished watching the third movie when he realised it was midnight. He looked to his left and saw the Reptile sleeping against his side. He smiled, lifting the kid up and taking him to his room, teddy in tow.

With Nathan now settled in his bed and tucked up firmly, Sam could crash in his own bed, which he did. The reptile stripped, getting nude before flopping into his bed and pulling the duvet up to his chest. He sighed, rubbing his forehead as he thought back on the day. The whole ordeal was both a blessing and a curse. He remembered how he'd made Nathan laugh, and then remembered his sweet ass in the swimming trunks, and that lovely bulge at the front.

Before Sam even knew what he was doing, his hand was around his thick, swelling cock and he was stroking himself. His humanoid member quickly grew to it's full 7 inches and his hands quickly worked the grey skin up and down, tugging the foreskin back to play with the glands using his other hands.

His eyes were so focused on his thick, twitching cock and the harsh grunts coming from his mouth. He was thinking about Nathan's sweet ass around his dick, hearing him moan and cry for more as he pounded the cute reptile. He didn't hear the door creak open until it was a bit too late.

He peered towards the door and practically jumped when he saw the silhouette of someone standing there. Reaching over, he tugged up the covers and turned on the lamp on the end-table.

"Oh, Nathan," He blew out a sigh of relief as he saw the reptile cub standing there, teddy clutched in his hand. His eyes were wide and wild, and Sam frowned for a moment, his dick pulsing against his stomach underneath the covers.

"You have a nightmare?" He asked him tentatively, rolling onto his side to look at him properly. Nathan didn't reply for a moment and just clambered into the bed, unawares of his Uncle's throbbing boner. Sam froze in place as Nathan shuffled his back towards the older Reptile until his clothed back was pressing against the broader, naked chest of the other.

"Nathan--" He began to protest, knowing his dick was inches from that clothed ass, but he felt the smaller male's hands reach for his own and tug them around him in a spooning hug. Sam felt his heart swell again and he sighed, leaning his head down to press it into Nathan's shoulder. He cuddled him, and after a few moments, felt the rhythmic breath of the cub's body. He was asleep again.

"That was too close." Sam muttered to himself in a whisper, pulling the covers back. His twitching member was almost grazing against the cub's rump, teasing his clothes and stickying it, barely, with pre-cum. He could almost see the string of pre-cum between the pyjamas and his own dick.

He breathed heavily for a moment, quietly looking up and down Nathan's body. It was so finely curved, so lithe and perfect. This was the closest he was ever going to get...or was it? He couldn't stop himself from lowering his hands, toying with the waistline of those pyjamas. Nathan was asleep, so what was the harm?

His fingers tucked into the waistline and he slowly slipped them downwards, watching with bated breath as they tucked over the kid's ass and around to his knees. Nathan sighed in his sleep, but he didn't stir aware, and Sam blew a small exhale of relief. He stared down at Nathan's perfect ass in the dim light and those smooth, luxurious orange scales. He reached his hand down and lightly cupped the firm behind. Fuck, it was soft, and a little plush. He felt his member pulse in delight.

He wanted more. He leant forwards and another sigh escaped him as he felt the tip of his member graze against the reptile's taint, just. He pulled his hips back before it got any worse, and his fingers dabbled down, removing the pyjama pants entirely. He wanted to remove the shirt too, but that was risky. Far too risky.

He was pushing the limits already as his fingers snaked around to Nathan's front, stroking along his pelvis until his hands touched and fumbled that small little, flaccid cock. He cupped it in his hand and played with the balls, a small growl escaping his throat. Fuck, it was cute.

He couldn't stop himself. He was hungry. Desperate, even. He pushed forwards, the tip of his member smearing pre-cum all over the kid's taint and balls. His fat prick spread the cub's sweet pucker and he put a hand onto Nathan's hip as he pushed himself forwards.

His pre-cum soaked, lubed cock slipped into the hole and he felt it spasm and squeeze like a vice, making him shudder. It was almost a little too easy to enter, but he wasn't complaining. He arched his hips forwards and rolled them into the cub's rump. Nathan squirmed every so often, but seemingly never woke, so Sam kept going. His cock pushed in, further and further, each inch making him pulse harder than he'd ever done before.

In a matter of moments, he'd bottomed out in the kid, and he sat there, panting, wide-eyed. What had he done? He was penetrating his nephew, a 6 year old child. What shocked him was his own lack of restraint, as well as the kid's apparently easy accommodation to his dick. He panted harshly, looking down at the cub, who just groaned in his sleep. He could feel the kid's hips pushing back against him.

"...Daddy..." The cub mumbled in his slumber, and Sam felt a thrill shoot up his spine. That was enough to get him going.

He couldn't stop. His hips arched back and bucked, and he began fucking his Nephew with apparent ease. He gyrated and humped back and forth, letting out harsh grunts and soft groans as his dick slipped back and forth. He knew it was wrong, knew he was raping his nephew, someone he should be protecting. But he couldn't stop. It was like a disease.

He felt tears bubbling in his eyes as he heard the wet sounds of his humping into his nephew's behind, the near-copious pre-cum seeping out and squishing around in their fur. He sped up as he felt himself getting harder, and pleasure growing more and more intensed.

Before he could stop himself, he'd orgasmed, spurting the hardest load he'd ever done into his nephew's behind. He pumped and pumped, emptying his thick, heavy orbs into a 6 year old's rump. He could hear the squelching of his cum around his dick as he pulled back and forth.

Nathan was sniffling underneath him, and Sam quickly realised that he, too, was crying. He knew he'd done something awful. Something truly perverted. He deserved to go to jail.

"N...Nathan..." The words choked in his mouth and he wrapped his arms around the reptile, hugging him tight as his hips rolled up into his rump, feeling the cum around his dick.

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." He muttered quietly, kissing and cuddling him, hoping it would make the kid feel better. "I shouldn't have...I know you're hurting. I've done wrong, I know. I'm just so sorry."

Nathan had said nothing for a moment, and Sam thought that their relationship was over, in a matter of a day. Had he scarred the kid for life?

Then, Nathan moved his head up, kissing Sam's chin. He wiped his eyes and pushed his hips back. Sam couldn't see his expression in the dark, so he didn't know if he was upset, or angry, or happy, or anything.

"I...It's okay, Uncle Sam. You were...you were gentle. You...haven't hit me." He trailed off a little to the end, and Sam sniffled, hugging him hard. "It's okay."

"It's not, it's..." Sam sighed, kissing the reptile's forehead. He could feel those muscles squeezing around his cock, clenching and flexing. They forced him to get hard again and he swelled inside his nephew's ass, pulsing bigger and bigger.

"I can feel you, Uncle. It's okay...you're kind, you're gentle. You don't hurt me." Nathan assured him it was fine and pressed back against him, rolling his hips back and forth. Sam gritted his teeth. He knew this wasn't right, and it was wrong that Nathan was so willing, and yet...he couldn't help himself.

He began bucking his hips and using the cub again, the awake reptile now huffing and gasping with each powerful thrust. Sam's hand tucked under Nathan's leg, lifting it up to get a better angle as he pounded into the 6 year old's used, sloppy ass. He could feel the cum around his dick squishing and moving about, seeping out of Nathan's behind. The little reptile huffed and moved into the pillow, his eyes closed from the sheer pleasure, and stabs of pain.

"F...Fuck, Nathan..." Sam growled, reaching his hand around to grope the cub's little flaccid member as he humped harder and harder, his balls slapping into the warm scales, pressing firmly into him. He could feel the pleasure rising already, and he hadn't even been fucking him long.

He let out a sharp grunt and orgasmed again, tugging backwards too far. His cock slipped from the used hole and a thick rope of cum splattered across Nathan's taint and inner thigh, and then another. Sam groaned and grinded against the cub's body as he ejaculated all over his leg, huffing and panting. Nathan sighed and groaned in pleasure, wriggling from the fondling hand around his balls.

"I love you, Uncle..." Nathan murmured softly, and Sam kissed him on the head, feeling the pangs of guilt and pride in his heart.

The two of them slept in their cum-splattered goo, before Sam woke up early in the morning. He went for a shower, cleaning himself up as best as he can before heading downstairs to make breakfast. No doubt Nathan would be left limping, yet he seemed to receptive to their...'activities'. He had the feeling he wasn't the only one who'd used Nathan.

He thought about it as he made eggs and bacon, and heard the padding of little feet behind him. He turned, seeing Nathan wander into the kitchen, not even wearing any clothes and letting his little dick dangle free quite happily.

"G...Glad to see you're up." Sam remarked, looking ashamed. He had stared at Nathan's dick far too long for it to be considered normal, plus he was shocked: the kid wasn't even limping.

"Morning, Uncle," Nathan mumbled groggily, leaning in and give him a hug and crooning happily at the smell of bacon and eggs. "Um...can I ask something?"

"Fire away." Sam remarked, flipping the bacon over and reaching for the plates.

"Can we...play some more today?" He asked, shifting about on his feet.

"Uh...sure, the pool's clean, we've got the beach ball..."

"No, no. I mean...you know." He leant forwards and lightly touched Sam's crotch with his hand, pressing it the reptile's boxers. Sam paled a little and gulped, looking down at his nephew.

"...You sure? I just...it was a mistake, and..."

"No, no, Uncle...I like it." He leant in again. "Daddy, he...he would do it to me, but he was mean. Not like you. You're kind to me. No one else is."

Sam felt a pang in his chest and he sighed, leaving the frying pan for a moment to give the kid a big, embracing hug. He lifted him up onto the countertop and let him sit there.

"Sure. Okay." Sam resigned to the idea. "I love you, Nathan. You know that, right?"

Nathan nodded, smiling a little, and Sam felt his heart swell. He thought he'd fucked things up, but maybe he hadn't. Maybe it had made them closer.

Maybe he had a family again.