Date: Wed, 19 Oct 2005 15:46:31 -0700 (PDT)
From: avuncular35@yahoo.com
Subject: In a Man's Lap

What can start, or continue.

Author's note: I submitted many true stories about a man I call Uncle Ed
in incest and adult/youth in early 2003 submitted by lingomark@yahoo.com.
Now, I put another true story of his in the first person, but I can't
divulge who is this uncle, or who the boys are. Besides, you shouldn't
read this if sexual contact between men and boys offends you. It's very
pervasive in our society, but repressed mostly by those who are
practicing it. At any rate, enjoy, and email me if you can relate.

I was recently in a group with other men, discussing in part, what often
happens between men and boys when boys sit in men's laps.  It really
brought up a story that Uncle Ed forgot to relate to anyone up until that
point.  It is really quite significant, when you take the lap context
into consideration.

Bobby was with my sister. I had married, and had two stepchildren.
Nothing had been happening with them in a while, and it wasn't until
after my wife left me that little Frankie, my nephew, got me as his man.
But because of the stepchildren, in part, a man's and a boy's needs
were met.

Sue was a good friend of the family. I was a bit elated when she
announced that she'd be taking care of her eleven year old great-nephew
and nine year old great-niece. But Joey wasn't much of a boy to look at,
and he didn't seem to need much love from a man. He didn't seem to be
the typical boy and have much interest in being nude or sexual around me,
either.

Joey had a little boycock that I saw a few times. The first time was when
we went swimming in cold water, and he was trying to warm his boymeat up
by pulling his shorts down and holding it in his hand. He didn't know I
was looking, but since he never liked me seeing it, I had to peek when I
could, didn't I?

They asked me to mentor Joey, and we did relate on many things, just not
being close. So, our times propped on my bed were as non-intimate as they
could be, but rewarding in the sense of guiding him in important matters.

So I didn't get my hopes up too high when Sue said that Joey's little
brother, Jeremy, would also be coming to stay with her. But was I ever
elated when I first saw him cross my doorstep.

He was slightly less than average height for a 5 year old boy, and very
muscular. His light brown hair was combed across his head like mine, and
it accentuated a very cute face and impish grin. His perfectly packed
buttcheeks filled out those little jeans just fine, and I was really in
love at first sight.

Time went on to add surprises upon surprises about this boy. He liked
playing like any five year old boy, but what he loved even more was time
with a man, namely me, as I read with him, or just watched TV. The most
of our time was spent snuggled up in my big easy chair, side by side.

It is very hard to test limits when so many other people are around, but
little by little, they sort of revealed themselves. As Joey and I would
have our talks on the bed, Jeremy would often lay down in between us, and
though he didn't understand much, seemed secure in my presence.

What surprised me was how Joey would tug at Jeremy's pants, and if he
was wearing shorts, would pull them aside or down, saying, "I've got to
play with that little wiener!" Then, he would pull out a beautiful cut
boycock, which would hang down almost two inches across some very full
but little balls. His meat would never get hard, and he would seem to
zone out, either to avoid getting horny, or to ignore what was happening.
I had no clue.

Time went on, and I figured it out: Joey was obsessed with Jeremy's cock
because it was bigger than his! And Joey did not deny it when I
confronted him on the matter. I still didn't get to see any more of
Joey's, though, and he'd not verify with me if he did any thing else
with his little brother.

Jeremy came over one day with Sue and made his usual beeline for me. I
was melted as he planted a full wet kiss on my lips. Everyone saw an
innocent love in it, except for me. I sensed more was involved, but felt
ashamed to thing anything sexual without knowing for sure.

One day, while watching cartoons with Jeremy and the other children,
Jeremy felt like getting into my lap, which wasn't his usual place when
he wasn't hugging me. But my wife being out in the garden seemed to
prompt something different. Man, was I totally unaware of how different.

Jeremy proceeded to reposition himself so that his head was between my
feet, and his marvelous butt was in constant view just below my crotch. I
sensed a tease, but didn't know I accurate my feelings were until I
pulled his shorts down just enough to see that beautiful ass in all it's
glory. It was as round, smooth, and full as I imagined, but much better.
His little hole puckered, and his tiny balls hung way down in their
tender sack.

What happened next was as magical as indescribable and unpredictable. He
began to hump his once soft dick in between my legs, and his ass cheeks
ground against my balls as I beheld the hottest boygrinding that I have
ever witnessed. And there seemed to be no slowing as I felt his boner
poking down between my thighs as he moved up and down.

Obviously, the lump in my shorts was big enough to block the view of his
magnificent ass and what he was doing with it, so I pressed it between
his buttcheeks and matched his thrusts. The other children were oblivious
too all of this as they were in front of us, and transfixed on the TV. I
had to relieve my aching cock, and pulled it out of my shorts and pressed
it directly onto the softest boybutt I've ever felt. The tip of my dick
felt the wrinkles of his hole as they moved across it.

I simply could not risk shooting on him or his clothes, for there would
be no way to explain that. Besides, up until that point, no boy ever
wanted my cum in or on him. But I didn't have to make a decision. With
three or four orgasmic thrusts, he was done, and straightening up into a
sitting position.

He covered his ass, but I got to peak down the front of his shorts and
see the amazing red cocklet that had just humped me. It was just over two
inches long, and as beautiful as I could imagine.He just smiled as he
caught gaze of the lump in my shorts, too. You can't do much with so
many people around.

Or so I thought.

Jeremy came over one night to sleep over with my stepson, who was ten. I
had secretly hoped to get them both to sleep, and come in the room to
place my hand over the little tent in Jeremy's pajama bottoms, or even
to tug them down enough to lower my mouth on it as I shot a big wad and
experienced the greatest orgasm that only pleasing or even touching a boy
can build.

But John could not get along with Jeremy. My wife suggested he sleep on
our floor. I was way too exited as I looked at the tightest little red
short pajama bottoms outline that ass and full little crotch. And Jeremy
was ecstatic to be there, and exited about everything, including the very
soft blanket he was to sleep on. I envisioned long pleasurable orgasms as
he pressed his boymeat against it.

I couldn't help but put my hand down on the floor from the bed and
fondle what I could. He slept in an awkward position, though, and I was
getting frustrated. That was until after I drifted off. I felt the covers
pull back, as he said, "I'm scared." So, I cuddled my little boy doll as
my hand drifted to the little pup tent in his crotch. My hand felt just
like it was feeling it naked as I stroked his balls. He only asked me to
stop when he got sleepy, and I jerked off to a big orgasm and big wet
load.

The morning came, and I was alone with Jeremy in the room. He was on the
floor like nothing happened, and gazing up at me. My wife was in the
garden, and I asked if he wanted to snuggle. He jumped into my arms and
hugged me. I wasn't going to get much further, but I had a plan. He had
to go into the bathroom and take off his clothes, and I"d find his clean
ones.

I came back into the bathroom without them, of course. I couldn't have
been prepared to see him stroke that red boner slowly back and forth, and
it was as red as any boycock I ever saw. I quickly wrapped him in a
blanket and let him finish his self-pleasure as I found his clothes. He
was dressed before my wife came back in the house, but barely.

It's amazing what can start when a boy gets into a man's lap, or what
can continue. E-mail me if you can relate.