Date: Fri, 26 Apr 2013 01:29:22 -0400 From: jim north Subject: Uncut Step-Father I grew up at a time and in a place where almost everyone around me was circumcised at birth. I hadn't seen that many naked dicks, but my family, cousins, friends, etc., all had cut cocks, so when I saw my first uncut guy - a handsome man in his 30s - when I was 10, it was a bit of a shock. He was my best friend's step-father and Jeff and I spent a lot of time talking about his dad's weird penis. Although we were young, we'd already had a lot of fun playing with each other at sleep-overs. Nothing outrageous, but a lot of looking and touching and very innocently putting our mouths around each others junk and just holding it in there - not sucking or licking at all. It was the 70s and I think we were more innocent/inexperienced than kids are nowadays. I don't know for sure, but I imagine Jeff grew up to be straight. When we took our underwear off during these play sessions, he always commented that my penis was 'alive' (erect), and his never was. His step-dad, Robert, started taking us to a local sports club where he was a member. We mostly played racquetball or tennis, but only for fun. We would go to the locker-room and get changed, and on my first visit, I was so shy that I did it as quickly as possible, without looking at anything around me. We'd hit the ball around for a while, then go back to the locker-room for a shower and usually a few minutes in the hot-tub. It was our second visit to the club, and Jeff and I were sitting in the hot-tub when Robert walked up completely naked and just stood there leaning on the railing and telling us that we only had a few more minutes before we had to leave. I had been taught not to stare, but it was all I could do not to do just that. I'm sure Robert's penis was average, but it looked big to me - and it had no head! Just a bunch of loose-looking skin gathered at the end. Later that night, Jeff and I were like, what the hell???, and tried to pull our skin forward so our dicks looked like Robert's. I had been cut looser than Jeff, so I had more luck with this, even with my penis being 'alive'. After a few more weeks visiting the club I was trying to screw up the courage to ask Robert why his penis looked so weird but just never had the nerve. My chance finally came when my parents went away for a week in July for their anniversary. My brother went to stay with a friend and I, of course, got to stay at Jeff's place. Jeff had a doctor's appointment scheduled one day that his mother took him to and I knew this was it. Since Robert had a few bucks, he had a small pool with a modest pool-house for changing and showering in the backyard. He worked from home, so instead of having to go with Jeff and his mom to the doctor's office, I was allowed to hang out at the house with Robert. It was a gorgeous, hot day and after Jeff had left for his appointment, Robert decided to blow off his work for the morning and suggested we go swimming. Jeff and I were both strong swimmers and spent a lot of time in the pool when I was there. We both wore speedo-type suits and since I didn't have a pool, our mothers had just bought a few pairs and Jeff and I just grabbed whatever was hanging up and dry when we walked in the pool-house. Because of our trips to the club, Robert and I had seen each other naked many times by now, so it was no big deal to change together. We quickly stripped and he pulled on a jockstrap and old-school gym shorts while I grabbed one of the speedos that Jeff and I wore. I was dying to ask him about his strange-looking dick but just couldn't do it then. We spent a good hour splashing and goofing around. I had a three-inch hardon the entire time, but if Robert noticed, he didn't say anything. I did notice his hand occasionally making contact with my crotch as he tossed me around the pool, I think completely unintentionally, but it just made me even harder and more desperate to find out about his cock. Robert finally said that he should probably try and get something done before lunch, but that I could stay in the pool if I wanted. I innocently said that no, I guess I'd had enough for now, so off we went to shower and change. It was a large shower with two heads in it, and I knew this had to be the time. We both started our showers with our suits on to get the chlorine out of them before we hung them up to dry. My dick was still very much 'alive' and I was a little embarrassed for him to see it but I was also hornier than I'd ever been in my life. And at the time, I didn't even know what the word 'horny' meant. I just knew that I wanted to stand next to him in the shower and look at his penis. After a couple of minutes, he peeled his shorts and jock off and hung them on a hook so I did the same with my speedos, my smooth hard little cock pointing straight up while his hung soft and loose from a nice bush of dark reddish-blond pubes. As I stared at his cock, he smiled and said, "Looks like you've popped a boner," and I giggled at the word. "It does that a lot," I replied. "Does yours ever get like this?" He laughed and said, "Oh, all the time! Don't worry about it. It just means that it's working like it should and it'll come in real handy when you're older." We soaped up quietly for a minute before I blurted out, "Why's yours so funny-looking?", and I could feel my face turning dark red as I said it. He just laughed again. "Because I wasn't circumcised when I was a baby, and yours was cut. See? If pull my foreskin back, it looks more like yours." He proceeded to demonstrate by pulling his skin back and forth just once, revealing a plump purple head. This was a huge revelation to me, and I knew I had to experience it more closely. Without asking, I reached out and touched it. I pulled the skin back like he had done and when I let go, it slowly slid back into place, covering the head completely. He just stood there with the water pouring over him and I did it again. This time I pushed the skin forward the way he had done, and then I pulled it back again, and forwards again. As a result, Robert's uncut cock started to become much more 'alive'. He started to reach for my hand to stop me, but I pushed his hand away and continued jerking him off. As his cock grew to its full size, I couldn't fit my small hand around it so I used both hands to keep stroking. I had never had an orgasm, dry or otherwise, but I knew that when I played with my cock like this it felt really good. When I glanced up at Robert's face, I knew it was feeling really good for him, too. "Where did you learn to do this?" he asked, starting to breathe more heavily. "I don't know. Jeff and I do it to each other and it feels good." "You and Jeff do stuff like this with each other?" "All the time. But don't say anything to him! It's supposed to be a secret." "That's okay. But this should probably be a secret, too, okay?" "Okay. We do other stuff, too. Like putting each other's boners in our mouths." "You suck each other off?" Robert said, rather surprised. "No! We don't suck them, we just put them in our mouths and hold them there. Can I do that to you?" I bent over a little bit, skinned him back and managed to get just the head in my mouth. He gasped and shuddered a little before sitting down on the wooden bench in the shower. As I sat down next to him, he pulled me off of him and pulled his foreskin forward, covering the head. "Stick out your tongue and lick around the skin," my best friend's step-father said. I bent over, opened my mouth and began tracing small circles around the bunched-up skin at the end of his dick with my tongue and he shuddered some more and told me it felt really good. I got more adventurous and tried sticking my tongue in the opening. He reached down with both hands and stretched the skin wide so that my tongue would fit in and I continued my swirling motion inside the skin and around his big head. It was like the prize inside a box of Cracker Jack. I was surprised when he reached around me and started stroking my little cut cock with his thumb and two fingers. I pulled my tongue out of his foreskin and looked down at what he was doing. At 10-years-old, I had almost no clue, but this felt great and I knew I wanted to go on. I looked up into his face and he just nodded. He continued his three-finger jerk-off of me and I went back to his cock. Licking up and down, pulling the skin back and forth and shoving my tongue inside it, playing with his big hairy balls. I was a natural, and when I looked up at him again, I think we both knew it. "I'm cumming," he said after just a couple of minutes. This was something I'd heard of but never seen. He pushed my face away from his cock and grabbed onto it and started jerking. He held the back of my head and stroked his dick just inches from my face. It seemed like he wanted to push me away but kept my head there just the same as he started to moan and then grunt as he pulled back his skin once more and held it there. Hot cum shot out of his cock onto my face and chest. He jerked his dick again as more spunk hit my face. I'd never seen someone shoot before and couldn't stop staring (I was lucky I didn't get any in my eyes!), as Robert's cum covered my face and chest and dribbled down into his pubes. As he started to come down, I grabbed his dick again and carefully (even at that age, I knew to be gentle), took his boner in my hand and licked a few drops of cum that were dripping from his foreskin. I pushed the skin back and licked all around his head as he shuddered and told me to stop. From that moment on, I knew I was a cocksucker and tried it with as many guys as I could of almost any age. That was the only time I did anything with Jeff's step-dad, but I never forgot it and I never said anything to Jeff about it. About a year later there was a new kid at school who was uncut and I remember Jeff (we had stopped fooling around by that point and he still didn't know about foreskin), saying something to me about the new kid's dick after the first week of gym class. "Oh, he's uncircumcised," I said casually. "Like your step-dad. Remember?"