Date: Fri, 21 Aug 2009 15:12:17 -0400 From: whitewold999@icqmail.com Subject: Darrell, (gay\incest, b/M) DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boy's discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between an underage boy and adult males... If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. If it is illegal to read such material where you live or if you find the topic distasteful the please leave now. If you enjoy the story or if it evokes memories of your own, please let me know. I am happy to write stories from outlines. Copyright 2009 Wolf, All rights reserved. You may contact me at whitewold999@icqmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Darrell By Wolf When grandfather had a stroke that made him bedridden the family got together and discussed who would go down to Grandma's and Grandpa's to help her look after him. The adult males in the family were need at their homes it was decided that Darrell was old enough, and physically strong enough to be able to help his grandfather even though he was only 12-years old. It was also decided that Darrell's uncle Charles would be the one to drive him down to Grandmas. When he came by to pick up Darrell it was starting to rain. It was a 250 mile trip south. We started late and my uncle knew we would have to stop for the night, and it had started raining before we left. The loner we traveled the harder it started raining. It got to the point that the windshield wipers could not keep up with the water smashing against the windshield. Uncle Joe pulled over and pulled into the first rest-stop we came to. There were a lot of big trucks lined up waiting out the storm along with a lot of cars. The rain was coming down so hard that no one was heading for the public restrooms. While we waited out the storm Joe was talking to Darrell about things at home. He even asked about Darrell's sex life, things like did he have a girlfriend, did he jack-off. The conversation gave Darrell a boner. Joe was able to see his pants bulging in the light from the restroom entrance. He reached over and rubbed the front of Darrell's pants. He asked, "Would you like a jack-off?" Darrell simply unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his young cock and started jacking-off. Joe did too. The two of them sat there in the dark jacking themselves off for awhile. It was not long before they both squirted cum. They just let it fall on the floorboards of the car. They didn't say much after that. Shortly afterwards the rain subsided. The big rigs started firing up their diesel engines and pulling back out onto the highway. The cars darted between them until the rest-stop. We just waited our turn and allowed the other cars to head for the exit before we joined them. As we drove down the highway Joe told Darrell that he like his cock. He had not bothered to put his cock back into his pants. I just laid one on led like a stuffed sock. Darrell saw in from the glow of the dash lights. Joe asked Darrell, "Have you ever jacked-off another guy?" Darrell said, "No." Joe asked, "Would you jack-me-off?" Darrell didn't hesitate. He had always favored Uncle Joe and would do anything for him. Joe's cock was at least seven-inches long but no bigger around than Darrell's. He virtually jacked him off all the way to grandma's house. When they arrived Grandma have them the room that had been shared by Uncle Joe and his father. As soon as granny closed the door we got undressed and got into the full sized bed that had replaced the boy's twin beds. Darrell fell asleep clinging to Uncle Joe's cock. Before Joe went home he took Darrell for a ride on the pretence of showing Darrell all of the places that he and Darrell's father used to hang out. They sat the old pharmacy with the soda fountain counter, the schools they had attended and the place they used to take girls to make-out with. Eventually they came to an old dilapidated barn. That was located a good 300 yards from the road behind a wind row of trees. He pulled the car in the dirt floored barn and parked. They got out and Darrell heard the sound of a barn owl their arrival had disturbed. He saw the big brown barn owl sitting on the rafters watching every move they made. There were some old bales of hay stacked against the back of the barn. They undress under the watchful eye of the barn owl, Darrell wondered what the owl was thinking watching the man and boy getting undressed. The man draped the boy over a bale of hay and sip on his little dark asshole before he shoved his cock into the boy's ass. It was all Darrell could do to keep from screaming in pain. After Joe filled his ass with a load of cum, he rolled Darrell over and sucked his cock until he came in Uncle Joe's mouth. They lounged around talking about sex before they got dressed and returned to Granny's before Joe returned home. Darrell looked after his grandfather until he succumbed to pulmonary edema. While he was caring for him he had to help him to the bathroom, wash him and feed him. He was fascinated at the sight of his grandfathers old dick it was limp but it was long and uncut. The foreskin completely covered the dry old knob. He wondered if he would appreciate him jacking him off. When he passed away the family gathered for the funeral. Joe and Darrell did get to visit that barn again. The old owl was still there, with his ever watchful eyes. For the next five years whenever Joe visited his parents they would seek out a private place where they could enjoy sucking and fucking each other. Yes! Joe let Darrell fuck him too. When Darrell was 17, Joe told him that he should find a girl and get married. They never had sex again. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality, please send your outline to whitewold999@icqmail.com