Date: Mon, 03 Dec 2001 21:43:09 -0800 From: Joe Webster Subject: Joey's Awakening JOEY"S AWAKENING Beginnings I guess it all started with the pictures. Yeah, the pictures. Jerry, my best friend, had brought them over one afternoon. He had snuck up the outside trellis and found me in my room playing with some old toys. I had been trying to decide how much and what I was going to throw away as my dad had decided that I had too much stuff in the room. It was one of those hot midwestern day. You know the kind. Temperature about 90 degrees, the humidity almost as high. Sweat was an ever present factor during those summers as I recall them. So, there I was sitting in a pair of shorts, sweating like a pig as I put different toys in the big box my dad had left for me. Oh, you want to know about me? Well, at the time I was had just turned fifteen. I was short, about five foot five, maybe six. Blonde hair, blue eyes, slim build, but tending to a bit of stockiness. No hair on my body except the patch around my cock and balls and my armpits. Smooth round butt, that I know was called a bubble butt, as my two older brothers always seemed to like smacking it. I lived with my dad and two older brothers, Tim and Gary. Tim, he was the younger of the two, seventeen, senior in high school, not an athlete, but the body of one. Gary, he had just turned eighteen, had just graduated from high. He was the star athlete of the family. Football, basketball, track, swimming, baseball, all of them, lettered in them all. He didn't want to go to college and so, had taken a job at a convenience store. He was planning on taking some classes at the vocational jr. college in town, but that hadn't started yet. Gary, he was over six foot tall, just like my dad. He was blonde, like me and my mother. He was built well and all the sports and stuff he played had given him a spectacular body. Not to mention that all the girls in town just seemed to want to be near him. Tim, now there was the lucky one, at least I thought so. He had coal black hair, just like my dad, hairy chest, like my dad. In fact, in some ways, they were almost identical, except that Tim was still growing. From the time I had sneaked a peek at my dad naked, yeah, I know what you're thinking, but every guy tries to see what his father looks like naked. If he says he didn't, the fucker is lying. Any ways, I knew that my dad was one of those "hung studs" they talk about, and so was Tim. Tim was blessed with a hard body like my dad, taut stomach, nice thighs, powerful looking when he wore shorts. And, from the bulge, and the peek's I'd had of his cock, hung like my father. A real stud. He wasn't into sports, mostly driving his car that he rebuilt himself, with a little help from my dad and Gary, but mostly himself. Tim had friends that, though some would probably end up in prison - a few did - were considered dangerous to mess around with. No, they didn't get into trouble and stuff. They were just rough guys who played hard and partied hard. Gary joined them sometimes, but he was mostly into the girls, especially the ones that "put out" as he called it. He wasn't shorted in the dick department either, cause I caught him with one of his "ladies" one afternoon out in the back shed by the creek. Shit, she was moaning and caring on and I knew she was enjoying what Gary was doing to her. I had crawled around to the back of the shed where I knew there was a hole in the wall. I stared in amazement at my brother as he fucked this chick over some fertilizer sacks against the wall. He had her on her belly, his hand socked in her hair, pulling her head back, her legs spread as he fucked her from behind. I stared in wonder at the sight of his big dick as it came out of her already dripping cunt and slid back in to his big balls. The girl was moaning and rocking like crazy as Gary's big dick took her and he was sweating and breathing like a stallion taking his mare, as he fucked her royally. The girl was moaning and begging for more and the more she begged, the harder Gary plowed it to her. When he jerked his cock out and flipped her over onto her back and spread her legs wide, I could see her pussy, dripping cum like crazy, her eyes locked on Gary's face as her body responded to the deep fucking he wa giving her. Then, as I watched, stroking my cock in my shorts, Gary's head flew back and he shouted, "AW SHERRY, Take it, take it, take it!!" Sherry, his main squeeze at the moment, almost screamed as loud, saying, "YES! YES! YES! MORE GARY! MORE!!" I watched as he crammed every inch into her cunt and it looked like he was going to shove his balls in at the same time. His body shook and I knew, he was filling her with another load. He collapsed on top of her, and she wrapped her arms and legs around his sweating body, kissing all over his face, her hips humping up to his all the while. I came just then, filling my shorts as I watched Gary's ass dimple as he continued to fill her. Then, he lifted up and kissed her and pulled back asking, "That enough Sherry honey!? Or do you want more!?" In a breathless voice, Sherry said, "You know I want more you big stud! Shit, nobody does this to me the way you do Gary! Even my old man doesn't fuck me the way you do!" Gary looked at her for a moment and she stroked his cheek and said, "Its o.k., honey. I told you my old man, my step dad, was the one that got my cherry. I just need a few more months with him and my mom and then, I'm out of there. But, while I'm there, I have to let him have me! Besides, it just gets me excited cause I always think of you as the one doing it to me stud!" I guess that must have calmed Gary down some, as he pulled his still hard, long cock out of her and she slid down his body. Her mouth licked and sucked at the blonde hair on his chest and belly and when she got to his cock, she said, "Besides, I love to lick the cum off this big fucker of yours honey! It always tastes so good after you fuck me!" She slid her mouth onto his cock and I almost shot again as she seemed to be able to take almost all of it into her mouth and throat at once. Gary groaned and rolled over onto his side, holding her head into his crotch as she continued to nurse on his cock. Then, she pulled back and said, "One thing about you Marston men, you never seem to go down after you fuck a girl!" She and Gary laughed as she slid her mouth back onto his cock. I watched a little while longer and then, got up and went in to get myself cleaned up. That was about six months ago, and now, Gary was without a steady fuck girl, as Sherry had run off with some salesman two months after that little session in the shed. As for Tim, he was too busy screwing around with his buddies and driving his car. I loved riding in his car with him. A big souped up Chevy, powerful, noisy too, and watching the way he effortlessly controlled it. I could tell he knew what he was doing, even if sometimes he drove like a madman! As for me, well, I'm a bit of a bookworm. Not that I don't play around with the guys and stuff, just not too athletic, nor interested in cars. Being the youngest, and the smallest of my clan, had both disadvantages and advantages. The disadvantages were that I would never be like my older brothers, much less my dad. The main advantage was that I was the spoiled brat of the family. Oh, dad kept me in line, but my older brothers always treated me with kid gloves and kept others from messing with me too much. Though they did seem to get a kick out slapping my butt, especially when I came out naked from a shower, or when their buddies were over and dad wasn't around. Not that I minded! Hell, my brothers and their friends were hot studs and were the ones that everyone wanted to know. And, I knew them and just accepted that they played rough with me sometimes. You see, I had figured out when I was around 13 that I liked men, boys, whatever. I had known there was something different about me, especially when I would catch some older man eyeing me, licking his lips, or just staring at my butt. I sort of liked it and though I hid it well, secretly wished I could do something about it. But I didn't know what. That is, until Jerry brought the pictures over. I was sitting there, when I heard the rustling at the window and turned as Jerry came in. He said, "Hi Joey, whatcha doin?" I said, "Got to get these old toys out of my room. Dad says I'm too old to have them around any more." He slid down next to me on the floor and said, "Wow, I have some of those things, but I never knew you had so much stuff!" I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Well, guess my dad and brothers like to keep me occupied. Most of it came from them. Though, a few, like this spaceship, it came from my Uncle Craig." As I said Uncle Craig's name, I shivered, remembering the last time he was there. Jerry said, "Well, any you don't want, let me have first shot at, o.k.?" I nodded and we sat there for a few minutes, as he squirmed next to me and finished piling most of the stuff in the big box. He took a few things and then, he said, "Hey, I got something really hot to look at. Want to see Joey?" I said, "Sure, why not!" He smiled and said, "Lets' get on the bed." We got up and sat on the bed, him on one side, me the other as he pulled a package out of his levis. They were magazines and he spread them out between us and I gasped as I realized they were porn mags. I had known about them, hell, how could I not, since my brothers had a stash of them somewhere that I could never find. Jerry handed me one and said, "You look at this one and I'll look at this one." I took the magazine and it showed this big titted chick, sucking the cocks of two men and letting them fuck her in different positions around the pool they were at. I was rubbing myself as I stared at the big dicks she was playing with and getting shoved in and out of her. Jerry said, "Man, these are so hot! Wouldn't you just love to put your dick in that chick's pussy and fuck her brains out!?" I mumbled something as he continued to flip the pages of the mag he was reading. I put mine down and began to leaf through the small pile and there was one with a naked man on the front, actually two naked men. As Jerry poured through his mag, I read the print on the cover of the one in front of me. It read: MANHOLE! I looked up at Jerry, his back to me sort of as I saw his hand moving as he stared at a picture in his mag. I slid the mag under the cover of my bed and slid back onto my belly and looked at Jerry. His arm was moving rapidly and I asked, "Uh, Jerry, uh, what are you doing guy!?" He started, like a deer caught in the headlights and then, gasped, "I can't help it Joey! These fucking pictures are so hot, I was beating off!" I looked down at his hand inside his pants and could see he had a hardon. I laughed and said, "Take it into the bathroom you pervert!" I laughed and laughed as he quickly got up off the bed and made a mad dash for the bathroom across the hall. I lay there on the bed, listening to his moaning and rubbing my finger along the picture of one of the guys feeding the woman his cock. I looked down and realized I had been stroking the length of his big dick in the picture, accept for the head. That was in the mouth of the woman. I heard Jerry moan real loud, then, gasp, then, the sound of the toilet paper ripping off the roll. I chuckled knowing that Jerry must have shot a big wad from the sound of it. Since he hadn't shut the door all the way I could hear it all. Then, there was silence, the sound of running water and Jerry came back into the room, a shit eating grin on his face, even if it was flushed. Just then, the phone by my bed rang. I picked it up and it was his mom. I handed him the phone and he said, "Yeah mom. Uh, huh, yeah, I forgot. Yeah, I'm on my way. Bye!" He gave me the phone and said, "Shit, I forgot. My folks are going to go to my Uncle's place tonight. I have to go with them. Shit, and I just scored on these!" I asked, "I thought we were going to the pool tomorrow?" He stood up, picking up the magazines as he did, saying, "No can do guy. We're gonna be gone for a bout a month. Shit, I forgot about swimming tomorrow. Damn Joey, this is gonna ruin the rest of our summer!" I said, "Well, there isn't much we can do about it, is there!? I mean, you're folks won't let you stay here. You know how your mom and dad feel about my dad." He frowned and said, "I know, I know. I even tried to ask them about it, but I barely got out the question and they said no, that I was going with them. And, that was final. Shit!" I said, "Well, you better get. But, uh, what are you going to do with the magazines?" He shook them and said, "Take them with me. I'd leave them with you, but I haven't even looked through them all yet! Sorry bud, hope that doesn't bother you?" I said, "No way man. You're my buddy. You'll let me see them when you get back. Besides, with the way my brothers are, if you left them here, they'd find them. They're always rummaging around in my stuff!" He said, "Well bud, guess this is so long for a while! But, when I get back, we are gonna have a blast! May not be what we planned on, but it will be good! O.k.?" I stood up and he walked over to the window. Of course, being buddies, we didn't hug, just sort of socked each other on the shoulders as he said, "See ya Joey!" I said, "Yeah Jerry. See ya, have fun o.k.?" He nodded and then, he was out the window. I watched him walk down the street and he even turned and waved at me. It was sad to see him go, he was my only true friend and we had planned on doing a lot of stuff before the summer ended. I walked back to the bed and sat on it, sad, but then, I leaned over and could feel the mag I had hidden under the cover. I took it out and stared at the cover. There was this big hairy chested stud standing there, his hands on his hips, as a younger, blond haired guy, knelt on his hands and knees, facing away from him. The blond haired guy had his mouth stuffed with a cock from a guy just at the edge of the picture and his eyes were staring up at the guy who's cock he had in his mouth. I began to go through the magazine slowly, drinking in the sights of what the three guys were doing. The pictures started out with the blonde walking along a sidewalk and this hot Mustang pulling up along side him. The story read how he was asked if he wanted to go for a ride, and, after hesitating, got into the car. The story told how they talked him into going to their place with them. They did and then, somehow the blonde was getting naked as the other two began to undress, their hard cocks jutting out of their jock straps and boxers. The next series of shots showed the blonde, on his knees, sucking from one big dick to the other, as the big hairy studs called him names and held his head. I was getting excited just reading the names they called him, like, "pussy boy, cocksucker, faggot, queer dick licker, mouth cunt," and felt my cock hardening and my balls rising. I stared at the powerful looking studs, their big dicks seeming too large for the blondes mouth, but he took every inch of them in, all the way down to the dark bush surrounding each one. Then, one of the men, held the blondes head back, his cock head on the edge of his mouth in one picture, his cum shooting into the open mouth in the next. I almost groaned and pressed myself onto the covers, my crotch grinding into it as I thought, "wow, could I do that! wonder what it tastes like!?" Just then, I heard Tim's car pulling into the drive and quickly dove over and put the magazine in the one place I knew him and Gary would never look. I calmed myself down, but my head was running the scene of the big dickhead shooting cum into the blonde's mouth over and over. I picked up a book and lay on my stomach and began to read, as I heard Tim bounding up the stairs. He came to my door and said, "Hey sweet cheeks! What's going on!?" He came in and he slapped my butt, just like he always did and then, he sat on the bed. He grabbed my book and held it up and said, "Shit, another book! Damn Joey, when are you going to go and have some fun!?" I grabbed the book back and said, "I have fun Tim. Let me read my book! Please!" He ruffled my hair and said, "Sure little buddy! Sure!" He lifted his arm and I could see the sweat stain on his shirt as he sniffed and said, "Damn, I smell like a pig! Better hit the shower before dad gets home!" I slapped at his arm that he had pushed towards me and said, "You do smell! Get that arm away from me! Oooo.!" He laughed and wrestled with me on the bed and pressed his sweaty armpit into my face, saying, "Here smell me little buddy! Smell a real man's sweat! Smell me Joey!" I tried to get away from him, but he was stronger as he pressed his smelly pit into my face. Truth be told, I was secretly loving it! I loved Tim's sweaty smells and the fact that he was practically laying on top of me, was getting me excited too. I pushed out from under him and ran around to the window as he got up and came towards me. Just then, we heard, "Hey, guys!? You up there!?" It was Gary. Tim ran out of the room and to the end of the hall and hollered, "Yeah, we're here Gary! What's up?" I heard Gary come clomping up the stairs. He got near my door with Tim and said, "Dad called and said to get cleaned up. We're going over to Uncle Craig's place for the weekend!" Tim whooped and said, "Alright! Yeah, bet there's gonna be a party this weekend too!" Gary smiled and said, "Well, you know Uncle Craig, always has something going on. Now, you two get your asses in gear. Dad wants us dressed and ready to go by the time he gets here. That gives us an hour, so get moving!" Gary came into my room, as Tim whooped again and headed for the bathroom, shouting, "I got dibs on first shower!" Gary laughed and looked at me and then, at the box on the floor. He walked over to it and then, looked up at me. He said, "So Joey, see you did like dad told you to." I nodded and he stood up and came over to me. He towered over me as he put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me against him. He patted my shoulders and said, "Its o.k., little guy, sometimes we all have to grow up and get rid of the kiddie toys." I sniffled a little as I looked up at him and then, he slid his hand down my back and grabbed my butt and squeezed, as he laughed and said, "Come on little guy, you can take a shower with me!" Now, I had been taking showers and baths with both my brothers, and even my dad for as long as I could remember. That's probably why I really knew so much about their bodies, their cocks, everything. I knew that Gary really liked it when I washed his back and I grabbed his hand and pulled him with me as we both headed for my dad's bedroom. We went into the big bathroom there and he stripped off his work uniform and I got out of my shorts and went into the big shower. Even though I was sort of calm, I was also excited too. I loved showering with my brothers, and I know they liked doing it with me too. Sometimes, they even fought over who would have me join who in the shower, even now that I was almost as old as they were. Usually, when they would fight, I'd secretly love it, as then, I got to shower with my dad as a consequence. Anyway, I got the water turned on to the temperature that I knew Gary liked, as he finished undressing. He came in with me and I marveled again at how wild and manly his body had become, especially down in his crotch. I kept stealing looks at it, even having to control my own little cock as I watched him soap it and his balls up. Then, we were washing each other and then, rinsing off. We got out and Gary used one of the big towels he had brought in and dried me all over. I got the other and when he finished me, I dried him, doing it a little slowly, as I rubbed the drops of water off his skin. I even knelt down and dried his legs, my face almost in his crotch, as I did. I dried his cock and balls and got a funny smile from him as I did and then, stood up. He smacked me on the butt and said, "Now little guy, get that cute bubble butt into some clothes before someone rapes it!" I giggled and ran to my room. As I got dressed, I thought about Uncle Craig. The last time we had gone there, over Memorial Day weekend, something wild had happened. I got to see his big dick. It had stuck with me all this time, and now, after seeing those pictures, I wondered what it would be like to suck his cock or even taste his cum. I licked my lips as I remembered how it started. We had gone over early that Saturday, as we would stay till Monday. After all the hullabaloo of arriving and things quieted down. I found myself staring at Uncle Craig. He was wearing just a pair of shorts and I swore that he hadn't anything on under them from the way his bulge moved in his crotch. Did I tell you that I always checked out other guys and men's crotches too! Well, I did his and after supper that night, my dad, brothers, cousins and aunt got into some kind of game. Uncle Craig had gone out to check on the barbecue first and I tagged along. We talked as he got it cleaned and in the fading light I just stared and stared at his body and especially down to his crotch. He was all man. Six foot six, dark hair on his chest, that was broad and powerful looking, slim hips, powerful looking thighs covered in dark hair from where they came out of the shorts legs. I was sitting by the pool as my dad came out and he and Uncle Craig talked for a bit, till my aunt called my dad back into the game. He winked at me as he left and I stared back up at Uncle Craig. He was standing almost next to me in the chair I was sitting in and he looked down and said, "Come into the cabana Joey, I want to talk to you." I didn't know what was going on, but I got up and followed him to the little house. I stared at his ass cheeks as they moved from side to side as he strode before me. He pushed open the door and let me go in and as I got just past him, he slapped my butt and said, "See you still got that cute bubble butt Joey!" I giggled and said, as he closed the door, "Guess so. Though every body seems to what to swat it lately!" He frowned and asked, "That bother you Joey?" I bit my lip, a little afraid to say anything, but he moved right up over me and lifted my chin with his hand. I said, "No, in fact, I, uh, guess, I, uh, sort of like it!" He chuckled and moved over to the big chair by the couch and sat back in it, spreading his legs as he asked, "You like it? You like when someone pats your butt Joey!" I blushed and stood there, moving my foot in the carpet as I hung my head and then, looked up at him. I said, "Yeah, I do Uncle Craig!" He smiled and patted his thigh and said, "Come here Joey." I walked over to him and he said, "Sit on my lap little man. Been a long time since you and me had a nice long chat." I did as he wanted and then, he slid his hand along my leg and said, "You know, the butt patting, well, I know how young guys get about things like that Joey. In fact, I've seen you today, did you know that!? Yeah, staring at me!" I started and he pressed on my leg and said, "Easy little man, but you were staring, in fact, you were staring at me right here! A lot!" As he said this, he cupped his crotch. He asked, "You like staring between my legs Joey!?" I bit my lip, afraid to say anything as he stared up at me. I gasped, "I don't know Uncle Craig. Its strange, lately, all I seem to want to do is look there. I mean, I see guys in school, at the store, even at home, I just can't control myself!" I blushed and hung my head and he said, as he stroked my thigh, "A lot of guys stare at other guys crotches Joey. But, you know, there are guys that do that and it doesn't mean anything. Then, well, there are guys that do that for a reason." I looked up at him and asked, "For a reason? What do you mean?" He squeezed my thigh and said, "Queers Joey. You know what a gueer is, don't you?" I nodded and he asked, "Well, what is a queer Joey?" I gulped and said, "Uh, well, its a guy that sucks on other guys dicks Uncle Craig!" He chuckled and said, "Yeah, sort of. You see, its not that strange for a guy to want to suck another guys cock Joey. Some guys do it when they are kids, like you, and its like a phase or something they go through." I stared at him, not really understanding, and he went on. "Yeah, its sort of natural in a way. You see, as guys get older, their dicks grow bigger, the get hair down around their dicks and balls. You got hair down there yet Joey!?" I blushed and said, "Uh, yeah, I do Uncle Craig. Not as much as Tim, or Gary, or my dad has, but I do have it." I bushed again and he said, his hand sliding along my back, "Hey, don't be embarrassed Joey, we all get hair around our nuts as we get older! Don't you think I have hair on my balls Joey?" I shook my head and said, "I know you do Uncle Craig!" He chuckled and said, "Got a good look up my shorts did you, you little fucker!" He laughed and hugged me and said, "Now, about queers Joey. Guys do suck each other off sometimes. Sometimes they experiment, sometimes, like I said, its a phase they go through. But most guys, well, they grow out of it, especially after they get their first pussy." I looked at him and just stared, he was so serious. Then, his hand on my back went back down to my leg and I stared at it. The big fingers, the hair on the backs of some of them, even on the back of his hand and up his arm. He said, "Now, a queer Joey. Well, he doesn't grow out of that phase, or more likely, he can't grow out of it. A queer has this natural urge to want to suck a dick. Did you know that Joey?" He was watching me as I shook my head and said, "No Uncle Craig. I didn't." He said, "Yeah, well, when a guy thats queer sees a naked guys dick, he salivates and wants to have it in his mouth. Sometimes, after he really gets into sucking dick for a while, he wants the guy to fuck him." I jerked and gasped, "Fuck him!? You have to be kidding Uncle Craig. Guys can't fuck each other!!" (Remember now, I hadn't seen the pictures yet) Uncle Craig laughed and said, "What, guys can't fuck each other! Sure they can. Hell, a guy bends over and spread his legs and another guy just fucks his cock up the guys ass! Most queers I ever met loved to have it fucked up their shitters. Shit, some of them begged for it!" I gasped, "You mean, uh, you mean, you've fucked guys before Uncle Craig!?" He shook his head and put his finger to his lips and said, "Now, this is a secret Joey. Just between you and me, o.k.?" I nodded and he said, "Yeah, when I was in the Navy, there were some guys that liked to take it up the ass and well, me and my buddies didn't mind getting some male tail once in a while. Hell, when you're out at sea for months on end with nothing but guys around, a hot eager mouth, or ass to fuck can sure take the edge off the urge. If you know what I mean!?" I didn't but I guessed he meant something about sex. I asked, "But isn't that wrong Uncle Craig? I mean, isn't it something that normal guys don't do?" He shrugged his shoulds and asked, "Who knows what's 'normal' Joey. Hell, I've seen some things that so called 'normal' people are into that for them, it was normal, natural, but others might think it wasn't. It all depends on your attitude and whether anyone finds out or not. Like now Joey." I asked, "What do you mean?" He spread his legs and put his hand over his crotch and said, "Like, if you really want to see what my dick looks like, up close and personal like, it wouldn't bother me. But if your dad, your brothers, my old lady, anyone else knew, they'd be pissed as hell! See what I mean!?" I barely heard the last as I was watching his hand groping the growing mound in his shorts. I looked up at him and then, back down to his crotch and back up again. He smiled and said, "So, you want to see it Joey, touch it, stroke it, do, uh, anything you want to it, I won't mind. In fact, I think I'd like to see you on your knees between mine playing with my dick." This last was said so deeply and close to my face, I almost gasped as he grabbed my hand. I knew I was crossing some line as he held my hand above his now bulging crotch. He pulled it down to his bulge and I could feel his cock and balls under my hand as he moved it around. I stammered, "Uh, Uncle Craig, I, uh, don't think, I, uh..." My voice trailed off as he lifted my hand and slid it to the top of his shorts. He whispered, "Sh Joey, sh! Just go with it Joey, go with your feelings!" He put my hand on his hairy belly, and I couldn't control myself as I pressed into his hairy belly and looked up at him. I began to slide my hand down under the waistband of his shorts. As I felt his long black hairs against my fingers, he said, "Yeah Joey, lower baby, lower little guy!" I felt the wiry bush near his cock and then, the shaft of his cock. I bit my lip as he whispered, "Yes, yes, do it Joey, go lower go lower!" I was breathing hard, squirming on his leg as I slid my hand lower and then, my hand wrapped around his big hard shaft. He said, "Yeah, that's it Joey, play with that big cock! Show me you want to play with it!" I couldn't control myself as I slid off his knee, kneeling between his wide spread thighs. I pulled my hand out and wanted to see his dick more and more. I bdgan to pull his shorts down, as he lifted his ass to let me get them off. When I got them down, I slid my hand up to his big cock and held it up, staring in wonder at it! It must have been 8 or nine inches, I couldn't tell, but I sure drank in the sight and feel of it. I slid my hand along it, feeling the velvety texture of the skin, the hardness under the skin, as Uncle Craig moaned and leaned back in the chair. He looked down at me and said, "Just go with your feelings Joey. Do what ever you want with it Joey. Do it Joey, do it baby, do it!" I began to stroke his cock up and down, going wild with the feeling of his hard shaft in my hand. Then, I leaned in as I spied a drop of some fluid coming out of the head. I slid a finger to it and it was sort of slimy, slippery, as Uncle Craig moaned again. Just then, we heard my aunt calling for Uncle Craig and he jumped up and pulled his shorts up and said, "Shit, damn, why now." I stood up shaking a little, and he looked down at me and put his arm around my shoulder and his finger against my lips. He said, "Now Joey, you can't tell anyone else about what we just did. O.k.? Its just between you and me, our little secret, o.k., little man!?" I looked up at him and I put my hand against the still mound crotch of his shorts and said, "Yes Uncle Craig, I won't tell, its just between you and me." He chuckled and leaned down and kissed my cheek and said, "Let go of it Joey. I'll let you feel it some more later, o.k.? If you want to that is?" I thrilled at that thought and gasped, "Yes Uncle Craig, I do, I do, I want to feel it some more!" He chuckled and patted my butt and said, "Come on, the old fire lady must be wanting something from the store!" We walked out and headed back inside and I hung against the wall in the kitchen as my aunt told my Uncle she wanted him to go get some ice cream for everyone. Uncle Craig asked me if I wanted to go with him and I eagerly said yes. When we got in his car, he said, "Lay down on your belly on the seat Joey." I did as he said, and he pulled the top of his shorts down, exposing his rising cock and he said, "Now, you can feel it all the way to the store and back. Do you want to Joey!?" I slid my hand over and around his big hard shaft and said, "Yes, yes, I do Uncle Craig!" He chuckled and patted my head and said, "That's my little man. You play with my big dick and we'll go get some ice cream!" We drove down to the little store and he adjusted himself when we got there and said, "Just lie there Joey. I want you there when I come back, o.k.? Oh, and why don't you slide those shorts off and let your old Uncle look at that cute bubble butt of yours too!" I felt funny, sort of giddy, naughty and scared and excited, all at once, as I watched him go into the store. He came out and I had pulled my shorts down to my feet and had raised up on my knees a bit, as he smiled and got in. He leaned over to put the ice cream on the floor on the other side of me, and, as he moved back, I felt his big hand slide over my butt cheeks. I shivered and he asked, "Like that Joey? Like my hand on your butt?" I said, hardly breathing as I was pulling his shorts down to expose his rising cock, "Yeah, Uncle Craig, I like your hand there." He chuckled and started up the truck. As we drove, him taking a longer way, he kept his hand on my butt all the way. I was stroking his big dick and he said, "Keep that up little man and I might shoot some cream!" He chuckled and I asked, "Do you want me to make you shoot off Uncle Craig?" He slid his fingers along my crack and pressed against my hole and I gasped as he said, "Sure do little man. You jack off your old Uncle and he'll play with this cute bubble butt of yours. O.k.?" I giggled and said, "Sure Uncle Craig, I want to do that!" He slapped my butt and said, "Good Joey. Now beat me off! Make my big cannon explode all over the place!" I reached up with my other hand and grasped his big hairy balls as I began to stroke that big dick of his. Now, other than my own cock, my brothers and my dad's, I had never held another male's hard, rampant cock. Uncle Craig's cock seemed to get even harder as I stroked and carressed it. He leaned back, spreading his legs, driving slowly as I stroked him and he encouraged me, telling me how it felt and how hot my ass was. He was rubbing his fingers all along my crack and butt cheeks over and over as I beat his cock and I realized, I was liking this. I beat his cock faster and his breath came harder and then, he thrust up with his hips and shouted, "There she blows!" I was mesmerized by the sight of the ropey strands of white cum shooting from the end of the big dick I was still stroking. He thrust up and down with his hips as he gasped, "Yes, yes, oh baby, oh Joey, yeah, make that big fucker shoot honey, make it shoot!" His calling me honey didn't even bother me and I realized, I liked him doing that. Then, as his cock subsided, he said, breathlessly, "There's some tissue in the glove box Joey. Get it honey and clean me up." I reached in and got the tissues and wiped his cock and balls, and belly, smelling his cum as I did. I could feel how slippery it was and it felt thicker than mine did when I beat off. He patted my butt and said, "Thanks little man. Sure enjoyed the way you beat off that fucker of mine. Did you enjoy it Joey!" I said, "Oh yeah Uncle Craig, it was fun. I even liked it when you called me honey a few times!" His eyes lifted and he pressed his hand hard on my ass, his finger pressing in against my hole as he asked, "You did, did you? Liked me calling you honey Joey?" I smiled up at him and said, "Yeah Uncle Craig, seemed that it was just right while I beat off this big dick of yours." He laughed and patted my butt and said, "Almost home honey, so, better pull your shorts up. Oh, and Joey, honey boy, if you want to do this some more while you're hear, you just lick your lips at me and we will. O.k.?" I nodded and said, "Sure Uncle Craig. But why lick my lips?" He chuckled and stroked my cheek and said, "You look sexy licking your lips honey! Want my honey boy to enjoy himself while he's here. O.k.?" His calling me his 'honey boy' gave me goose bumps, but I liked it and said, "Sure Uncle Craig. I'll do it for you. And if you want me to beat you off, you just look at me and cup this big crotch of yours, cause you know I'll be looking at it!" He laughed and so did I as we pulled into the drive. We got out and we were laughing and running as we went inside. We had ice cream and cake and it was a wild evening, and I couldn't take my eyes off of Uncle Craig, especially his crotch. Things were pretty hectic that weekend, what with the family and all the celebrations and stuff. But, Uncle Craig let me beat him off a couple times when I licked my lips at him, and a few more, when he cupped his crotch and led me some where to do him. I really enjoyed it and liked to lie against his hard hairy body as I played and stroked his big dick and played with his balls. He sure shot a lot of cum, and a couple of times, he had me lie down and he knelt over me as I stroked him and he shot on my body. I really liked that, watching that big cock cannon of his shooting from the head as it shot in ropey strands onto my hot skin. I loved it and didn't wipe all of it off my chest and belly afterwards either. By the end of the weekend, I was so hot for my Uncle Craig, I would have done anything he wanted me to do. But all good things come to an end, and we were heading back home before I knew it. My mind whirled as my dad drove us home and I sat in the back opposite Gary. I kept looking at him, and Tim, and my dad and wondered if I'd ever get a chance to do to them what I had with Uncle Craig. That was two months ago and now, now we were going back to Uncle Craig's. I shivered with excitement and wondered if Uncle Craig would let me do to him what that blond in the magazine had done to the big hairy studs. I barely said a word to my dad and brothers all the way over there, and I guess they thought I was upset or something as they left me to my thoughts. I wonder what they would have said if they knew what I was really thinking about. Especially as I held a blanket over my crotch to hide the raging hardon I had, thinking about Uncle Craig.