Date: Thu, 15 Jul 2010 08:29:09 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Jerry's College Fund, Part Four" by jay Roberts    Gay Incest

This was proving to be Jerry's Uncle week.  After dinner, Jerry
was planning to conk out and watch some dumb TV movie with Dad.
Neither of them had sex in mind.

The phone rang and Hank (Dad) answered.  From Hank's end, Jerry
could guess that it was Uncle Sean.  Hank spoke very shortly and
handed the phone to Jerry.

"You okay Uncle Sean.  You sound down."  Jerry was thinking to
himself that his "uncles" were not a laugh-a-minute.  There was
nots of dark sides to them.

Finally, Jerry agreed to come over.  Sean lived close by and it
was no trouble.  Hank was not to crazy about Jerry going out at
night, but he nodded assent.

As Jerry approached the condo where Sean lived, he noticed a
black Porsche coupe parked in the spot that was assigned to Sean.
He circled it a few times.  It was a beauty and still had the
temporary licence in the rear sloping window.

He walked up the path and knocked.  Sean came slowly to the door.
Jerry could see him approaching through the tiny glass panel in
the door.  Sean looked beat.  He walked with sagging shoulders
and his face was wearing an expression that Jerry had never seen.

How could he describe it, his always unusually red lips were
pouting.  He looked like a little boy who was caught in the
cookie jaw.  This strange aspect of his uncle continued once the
door was open.  Sean talked softly, his pitch was high and
childish.  How different than the way he usually spoke.  After
all Sean was a college professor and was used to projecting his
voice.

When Jerry followed Sean into the living room, he realized that
Sean was dressed strangely, at least, out of character for him.
He was usually in tan pants and an oxford shirt.  How he was
wearing loose shorts, his full legs sticking out.  He had no top
on and his pudgy breasts were evident.

"You want something to drink?" he said in that strange soft
voice.

"A coke, you got any?"

"If there's now in the fridge, you can look in the pantry."

Jerry was almost glad to get away.  Sean was no fun tonight.  He
check the refrigerator and found no Coke, so he went into the
pantry and looked around.  The coke carton was on the next to the
top shelf and as he reached for two cans, he noticed a large box
of adult diapers up there.  Poor Sean, he thought, the guy has a
piss drip like some older men get, but then, he is kind of young
for that.  Jerry was puzzled and decided to broach the subject
immediately.

He put ice in the glass and poured the Coke into the glass.  Then
he called out, "Uncle Sean, you want some too?"

A soft answer came, "No, I stick to milk."

Now that was strange.  Sean was a bit of a toper, gin not milk
was his drink.

Jerry returned to the living room carrying his Coke.  "Say Uncle
Sean, does Dad and your other pals know about your incontinence.
You ought not to keep it a secret.  In fact, the doctors might be
able to help."

Sean smiled, like a child, "Oh no, I need them.  I wear them
sometimes, they feel good.  In fact, I have them on right now.
The kind with the tabs. They're the cutest."

Then he came over to the astonished Jerry and sat next to him,
very close.  Almost before Jerry realized it, Sean had opened
several buttons on Jerry's shirt and reached in and touched the
boy's pec and especially his nipple.

Jerry was about to disengage himself from this gentle attack, but
then Sean pulled his shirt off and fastened his puffy lips on
Jerry's left nipple.  Jerry had never experienced that.  In fact,
he never knew that it was a sexually charged area.

In a moment, Sean was humming around the nipple and Jerry was
moaning with excitement.  Then Sean stopped. He sat back on the
couch, and looked plaintively into the hands0me boy's face.

"Jerrykins, I think my diaper needs changing."  Then he let out
two short infant-like blubbering cries.

"Now Uncle Sean, I am not into this sort of thing.  I do love
you, like an Uncle, but...."

Sean got a crafty baby face on and said lispingly, "That car in
front can be yours, if you do what baby needs."

Jerry was stopped dead.  Oh how he loved that Porsche.  He knew
that he had once told Sean what his dream car was.  Sean had
filed it away for the future.  What to do?

Finally he let out a big sigh and reached down to open the
diaper.

"Wait, Dada," baby Sean whispered in a high breathy voice.  "Get
a new one ready to use after cleaning me up and powdering me."

Jerry was getting squeamish as he realized that he was rapidly
getting into a sex area that wasn't his choice, but he loped into
the kitchen and got a fresh diaper out of the box on the top
shelf.

When he returned to the livingroom, there was Sean, big tears
rolling down his smooth cheeks.

"What's up Sean?"

"Baby not happy.  Diaper wet."

Oh shit, thought Jerry, I don't even like cleaning out the cats
litter box, yet here I am.  He opened the diaper and was greeted
by a strong ammonia smell.  He was sure that real babies didn't
smell so.  He took a cloth and wiped sean's ass and around his
Botticelli Cherub but large penis, completely denuded of hair.

Sean kept cooing in delight as Jerry proceeded, feeling a bit
like a barber.  The lotion was applied and then powder.  Next
Jerry put on the new diaper.

"I feel so good, Dada."

"Can you think of another name.  It's embarrassing."

Suddenly Sean's face clouded over and he began to prepare for a
loud wail.

"What's wrong?"

"Hungry, near milk."

"Where is the bottle?"

Sean giggled.  "You have the bottle, down there."

"Oh, that."

Sean nodded and smiled happily.  "Bottle, now!"

Jerry slid his shorts down his teenage, strong legs.  To his own
surprise, his cock was stiff and up in the air.

Sean leaned down and opened his puffy, red lips and slid it over
the kid's big cock.  Jerry let out a loud sign of pleasure.  This
"baby" knew how to do it, he suckled sweetly and nearly drove
Jerry nuts with the soft feelings.

There they were, Sean murmuring happily, his murmurs buzzing
Jerry's cock.  Jerry was sighing and sighing so much that he was
getting dizzy.  Soon those sighs became soft moans and his strong
thighs began to lift slightly as he began the ascent into his
orgasm.  "Oh, oh, I'm getting close Uncle Sean.  Should you
stop?"

Sean shook his head and that shake almost did it.  Jerry grunted
loudly and his thighs lifted higher and moved quicker.  Sean knew
that he should end the soft sucking and give the boy a real blow
job.  He moved faster, tightened his lips and put more suction
into his action.

"Whoa, uh, uh, uh." Jerry intoned.  His cock growing stiffer and
larger and finally began a little leaking.  Sean swiped his
tongue around to get as much of the milk he could and that
propelled Jerry into a full cum.  Like the teen he was, his
ejaculations was prodigious.  Sean slurped and swallowed as much
as he could get of the sweet cum.  Finally, his mouth dripping
honey, he licked his lips and moved away.

Jerry sat awhile trying to get down to Earth.  Then he heard baby
Sean saying, "Need new diaper."

Jerry looked down, Sean had spooged all over his belly.

Jerry looked down, a doubtful look on his face.

Sean said in a baby voice, "Need new diaper.  Jerrykin need new
Porche."

"Right," Jerry said.

Jerry thought as he cleaned up his "Uncle" that this baby role
play is kind of cute.  He felt pretty good as he kissed Sean's
forehead and headed home.

Hank was waiting.  "How did your visits go?"

"All good.  I think your playmates are happy with me, and Sean
presented me with a car."

"Yeah, we shopped for it together."  Then he studied his son's
face.  "Jerry boy, you look pale and a little weak.  How about
heading up to bed."

"Yeah, my legs feel like lead.  No argument from me.  See you in
the AM."


End Part Three