Date: Thu, 28 Dec 2000 06:50:13 -0800 (PST)
From: slurrrp@yahoo.com
Subject: "Just Fine", part one

Disclaimer: The following story contains scenes of a sexually graphic
nature and may not be suitable for all audiences. This is a work of
fiction. No animals were harmed in the writing of this story. This story
contains depictions of male to male consensual sex between adults and
minors.  Do not read this story if you find this offensive of if it is
illegal to do so in your area.

That said -- go ahead and read it. You are a free individual, I hope.
Responses, comments, criticisms welcomed


Just Fine (part one) (Copyright 2000 C Spatola) (MB, first)

When the summer of my 16th birthday began I had no inkling I was into
guys. Everything I thought I knew about myself was about to change.

My mom is from Mexico, short, slim and dark. My dad is Brazilian but he
looks like the All American boy next door type. You can only tell where he
is from because of his accent and the fact that unlike most guys his age he
is uncut. He wouldn't let the American doctors cut me either, so I am
proudly skinned. I look very Latino. I get most of my coloring from my mom
- my darker skin, my fast tanning complexion, my dark hair and long
eyelashes are from her too.  From my dad I get my height and build -- I'm
already 6'2" and I'm still growing. I'm built like a football player but I
don't play any sports. I work out at least four times a week though because
I like to look my best.

I had had a bad year at school. I had fallen in with a cool crowd of
partiers. I didn't really mean to slack off, it just kind of came with the
territory of smoking pot and skipping school to have fun. Its not like I
ever really woke up one day and said to myself "Dude -- lets fuck up your
GPA and get suspended and stuff." But that's what happened anyhow. I got
caught smoking a joint at school, got suspended for a week, totally
grounded, and ended up having to visit a drug counselor to keep everyone
happy.

My folks were planning on going away for the summer.  School was almost
out, I was looking at three parent free for months when Bammo! All my plans
were suddenly washed out by my stupidity getting caught in school. Oops.

My folks made it abundantly clear to me they were not canceling their
vacation to visit relatives in Mexico. But they were also not very keen on
the idea of leaving me to my own devices.  Instead, they were going to pack
me off to Arizona to visit with my Aunt and new Uncle for the summer and
hope that would keep my hands clean until they got back. I guess they
figured there wasn't anything to do in Phoenix. Little did they know.

My Aunt Kate's had been married twice before, and this was her third
attempt at marital bliss, my Uncle Gary. Both her previous husbands had
left her for other women. I think her picker might be broken, but then who
am I to judge? I can't seem to keep it together with a chick for more than
a month or two before I get bored.

So here I am about to turn sixteen, being sent away from my friends and my
favorite stomping ground for the entire summer. I was depressed to say the
least, not to mention sullen, grumpy and a touch cranky too. Now don't get
me wrong, Aunt Kate was way cool and she is a serious hotty; if she had
still been single I might not have been so down -- she liked to party and
go out late and sometimes she didn't come home from Friday night until
Sunday afternoon. But now she was married, and I had a suspicious feeling
that her nightlife and the lack of supervision it afforded was not going to
be like it was. I was to find out that I was both right and wrong about
that.

When I stepped off the bus into the hot dry air off summer in Arizona and I
immediately wished I were at home in San Diego. It was hotter than hell
here. I was sweating in seconds. I looked around hoping to catch sight of
my Aunt's familiar face but she was nowhere to be found. So I kicked it in
the station for awhile, kind of hoping she wouldn't show up and I could
make some excuse to the folks about why I had to go back home.

I waited and waited and waited for at least twenty minutes when someone
tapped me on the shoulder. Startled, I spun around and found myself looking
straight into someone's chest. That hadn't happened to me since before my
last growth spurt. It was a very broad chest. I kept looking up and up and
I was looking into the face of serious hunk. I think I maybe went slack-
jawed. This guy was stone cold gorgeous. He was smiling down at me like he
was waiting for me to say something, and I was trying to figure out what
was happening to me inside and trying to remember that I knew how to speak
when I heard my Aunt's voice from behind me.

Aunt Kate's taller than my mom, she's at least 5'10, and until now I hadn't
realized I had actually passed her up in height. She and my mom are a lot
alike except Kate is younger, taller and she works in a nightclub. I think
most of my cousins, myself included had early pubescent crushes on her. The
summer I turned 12 I had come to stay with her for two weeks she was a
walking wetdream. That was back when she was single. I didn't understand
then and I still don't figure how a guy could have her for a wife and leave
for another chick.

"Rueben! I see Gare found you first." She was grinning ear to ear like a
Cheshire cat.  "I owe Gare ten bucks and a pizza, cause I bet him I would
find you first. All he had to go on was your picture from last year." She
swept me into a great big hug and squeezed me real tight. Her hugs used to
be enough to fuel my wet dreams for weeks. It didn't help that she almost
always wore gauzy skirts and blouses. She turned us around to face the guy
I had been staring at. He was still smiling.

 "Hey big guy, you can call me Gary, Gare, Uncle Gary or whatever -- just
don't call me Garebear and we'll get along fine," he said as he held out a
hand that was almost half again as big as mine and pumped my hand up and
down. I was still a little bit speechless. This was getting embarrassing. I
had never been affected by a guy like this before.

I mumbled something like "How do you do sir," and tried to maintain eye
contact. It wasn't very easy. I felt myself beginning to get flushed.
Luckily, I was rescued again by my aunt.

She took me by the arm and started to drag me along. "Gare and I were
running late because we had a little business to tend to before we could
get out of the house." She leaned over and giggled in my ear as we walked,
"Isn't he a looker? He's also got to be the horniest man on the face of the
earth. He has to get off at least three or four times a day or he gets too
hyper.  Some days he wears even me out so I'll make him do it himself. I
think I'm in heaven."

My aunt had always been very frank about sex, it was she who had taught me
the most about the birds and the bees. My folks were cool about sex and had
explained the basics to me, but she was like an advanced instructor. Her
explanations and descriptions of what could happen and how had been a
revelation to me. Her version was like Sex 101 for serious students. She
knew what sex was really all about.

We stopped walking at a hummer. I looked at her askance, "What happened to
your convertible?" I asked.

"Oh, this is Gare's, he's too tall to fit in my little car comfortably,"
she replied. "He's a pretty big guy." She said with a wink.

All the way back to their place I sat in the back and watched the two of
them talk. It was obvious they adored each other. Maybe this one would be
the one for her. My aunt chatted about their new house. Two stories, it had
a pool with a hot tub and a huge yard. If I wanted to go blading it was
right near the bike trails.

When we arrived I got myself settled in the guestroom downstairs and went
into the kitchen to see what there was to eat. Gare was there first. He was
rummaging in the fridge for something when I walked in so I made a noise
and waited for him to turn around. He looked over his shoulder.

"Hey sport, what are you in the mood for? We've got all sorts of food and
soda, and your aunt tells me you like to drink beer." He tossed me one with
a grin, "but your folks told us not to let you do anything bad while they
were gone. So you'd better drink that like a good boy." I was beginning to
think I was really gonna like this guy.

We made sandwiches and ate poolside. One of my favorite things about Aunt
Kate is she's an exhibitionist. I like being around pretty people who are
naked. I wasn't the least bit surprised when she finished with her lunch,
stripped down and dove into the pool. Gare, stood up turned away and peeled
off his T-shirt and shorts, diving in to wrestle with Aunt Kate. I had kind
of expected something like this might happen, since she is such a free
spirit, but seeing his naked form got me all tight inside again. I excused
myself saying I had to take a leak and went inside.

I went into the bathroom and locked the door behind me. I could still hear
them playing outside.  I went over to the window and peeked out. From the
angle I was at they couldn't see me but I could see them. They had stopped
wrestling and had sort of quieted down a little bit, holding each other in
the shallower end of the pool. Gare was fondling Aunt Kate's breasts and
she was doing something under the water with her hands. I could imagine
what. They had gotten really quiet.

I was so hard in my shorts it hurt, so I pulled my dick out and started to
jack off while I watched them. I had fantasized about Aunt Kate during many
a j/o session, and I had seen her naked so many times. She had even told me
about many of her sexual escapades, but I had never actually seen her
fooling around before.

They moved over to the side of the pool. Kate was breathing harder as she
worked him. Gare lifted her up a bit and brought her close against himself
and then lowered her down. I could tell when he entered her from the look
on her face. She was in ecstasy.  She rode him for a moment or two and then
she suddenly looked towards the house.

"We've gotta stop," she said as she started to pull herself up by his
shoulders, "Rueben is gonna be out any second."

Gare was groaning. "Not yet," he said, "I'm so close," and he shoved her
back down and started lifting her up and down like a fuck toy. She leaned
over and bit his neck as he fucked her and then he grunted and slammed her
up and down one more time. They settled deeper into the water. He had a
mark on his neck where she bit him.

She had a silly grin on her face as they separated from each other. "That
was faster than usual, but thanks." She said as they drifted to the side of
the pool.

I looked down. I had creamed all over the place and I didn't even realize
it.

I cleaned up and changed into a swimsuit before I came back out. When I
came out from the house a few minutes later they were still naked lounging
in their chairs at the side of the pool. It was difficult not to look too
much, but I had trained myself pretty well the last time I had been to
visit, so I figured I could learn to live with him being naked in addition
to her. His dick was still half-hard, and it was a good size, nice nuts
too. Unlike me he was cut. Also unlike me he was tan all over. They both
were. I looked away as they turned their heads towards me.

"Hey Rueben, I thought you didn't wear swimsuits", my aunt said as I walked
over to another lounge chair.

"I thought I might cultivate a tanline since the chicks back home think
it's kinda sexy." I replied.  There also wasn't any chance I was going to
trust my dick to the fresh air. Trapped in my swim trunks it stayed
compressed and I didn't feel out of control. I was having a hard enough
time staying cool; I didn't need to be too obvious.

We laid in the sun for at least a couple of hours; by the time we went
inside I was under control again and mostly used to seeing Gare naked. SO
the rest of the evening pretty much went without a hitch.  .  .  .

The next day they were both gone when I got up. My aunt had left me her car
keys and a note saying she would be home sometime in the afternoon, and
that Gare probably wouldn't be off work until five or so, so I should have
fun and be home for dinner.

I spent the morning snoozing in the sun, wondering if I should go to the
mall or something. I decided some shopping was in order.

The mall was nice and air-conditioned, a much needed change from the
convertible, which was cute but hot to drive in. I spent the day shopping
and flirting with chicks. Met a couple of summer girls, scored some pot of
a local kid and went home around five or so.

The hummer was in the driveway. I let myself in and called out to see who
was home. I didn't get an answer. Walking through to the living room I
found their car keys and stuff. As I neared the staircase I heard the
distinct sounds of sex from upstairs. They must be at it again. Kate did
say he was needy that way. I stood in the hallway listening to them. They
were going at it like animals. I could hear Gare calling her names like
bitch and slut, and asking her if she wanted it harder. She was just as
dirty back, and yep, she wanted it.

I got all hot and bothered again, so I went into the kitchen got a snack
and a cold drink and went to watch TV. About a half-hour later, my Aunt and
Gare came downstairs looking a little worse for wear but satisfied.
Apparently Gare had gotten off work early and come home for some midday
nookie. Aunt Kate got ready for work while Gare and I watched some cheesy
sci-fi show about stupid people lost in space. Kate came down and took off
for the nightclub where she was a bartender.

While she was saying her good-byes I ordered pizza for dinner and went to
take a shower to cool off. I had to jack off twice before I could be
certain my horniness had gone down a bit. The last thing I needed was to
embarrass myself my first night in with Gare. I was toweling off my hair
when I heard the bathroom door open. I guess I forgot to lock it.

"Pizza's here, and I got us a couple of movies to watch tonight." Gare
called as he poked his head in the door.

I looked up to see him staring down at my crotch. I looked down and saw I
was still at least half-hard. I started to blush. I thought I was gonna
die. He just chuckled and withdrew his head.

When I came out to the living room he had the pizza and beer set up and a
movie in the DVD player. We sat together on the couch and ate our way
through the pizza and polished off almost two six-packs of beer and a
joint. When the first two movies were over Gare got up and said he had a
surprise for me.

By this time I was so mellow I could hardly move. Gare got up and put in a
third movie. "This one," he said, "is a little more adult that the others,
but I thought you might appreciate it considering the state you were in
earlier."

"Shit," I thought, "we're gonna watch porn together." I kicked back and
tried to play it cool. This was probably gonna be weird. I'd never watched
porn with anyone but my hand for company before. Gare took off his shirt
and sat a little closer to me than before.

The movie was fun, it was about a coed who was rushing a sorority and had
to go through quite a hazing ritual, all sorts of whip cream and paddles
and women wrestling. About two scenes of the way through it I was so horny
again it wasn't funny. I kept trying to adjust myself discreetly, but the
sweats I was wearing didn't do a good job of hiding my hardon. I ended up
with a throw pillow in my lap.  By the third scene I was leaking on
myself. I hadn't been letting myself look over at Gare for more than half
an hour now. Finally I glanced down. He was lightly stroking his cock
through his sweats. It looked to be good sized. I kept glancing over and
about the fourth or fifth time I looked over he caught me looking.

"Can't help it," he said smiling, as he rubbed himself. "I'm about to the
point when I'm gonna have to take it out and do something about it, you
know?" I gulped and nodded my head.

I was seriously leaking into my sweats. I reached under the pillow to give
my cock a quick squeeze and looked back to the movie. The next time I
glanced over he had his dick out and was stroking it. I was right. His dick
was at least a good 7.5 or 8 inches, probably 8.5, and pretty thick too. I
wasn't too sure what to do. Do I pull mine out or excuse myself?

I was full of indecision when he asked me "Why don't you just jack off like
I am? We're both guys, its not like I haven't seen a dick before." I was
nervous but I went ahead and pulled mine out. "Wow," he said, "you're
uncut. Cool."

I started to jack off slowly not wanting to cum too fast. I kept trying to
focus on the movie, but it was so distracting having him right next to me
pulling on his dick. I had jacked off in front of a girlfriend or two, but
definitely never with another guy. I was super jacked up. My dick was
leaking all over the place. Finally I gave up the pretense of trying to
watch the movie and just watched him jack off.

His cock, other than being uncut, was a lot different than mine. It made
sense of course, we're different people, but I had never seen one this
close in person and hard before so I actually could see the real
differences. The shaft thickened just behind the head and continued thick
all the way to the base. He rotated his hand like a corkscrew up and down
the shaft. Every other stroke or so he would swipe the head of his dick for
more pre-cum and use it to lube himself.  His dick was really dripping. His
strokes were long and smooth. The head of his cock was sort of a flared
helmet shape.

My dick is a little thinner, not by much from the look of it, My foreskin
pulls all the way back when I am at full mast, with plenty of play room for
jacking off, but not enough for docking. It's about 7 inches long and I
think it is still growing. I sort of hope so. My head doesn't flare out at
all but is more shaped like a bullet. The shaft is thicker at the base than
the head. My dick gets really drippy with pre-cum, but I don't use it for
lube, I just let it run. I like to jack of using the skin, sliding it up an
over the head and back, stimulating the underside of the glans. It was
dripping like a faucet tonight, even though I had cum twice in the shower.

We stroked in silence to the movie for a bit, with me looking at him
mostly. He would look down at mine occasionally, but his focus was on the
flick. I was kind of glad. I felt weird being so fascinated by his cock.

His breathing started to change, getting shallower and faster, his hand
moving just a little quicker but not by much. I was getting very close
myself. As I watched, his hand slowed down again, and his stomach
tensed. Ropes of cum flew out of his cock and landed all over his chest and
belly. I started shooting as soon as I saw him start. Some of his cum
landed on my arm as he came and it was hot. I had cum all over my belly. I
don't shoot far, but I shoot a big load.  Breathless I looked around for
something to wipe up with but he was ahead of me. Gare reached over with a
dishtowel and started wiping me off. I was startled but I just let him do
it.  He was very gentle, and he even was careful with my dick, which can be
sensitive after I cum.  I guessed maybe other guys are too.

"That was almost like old times", he said as he proceeded to wipe himself
off. "My buddies and I used to jack off to porn in common room of our
dorm. I haven't jacked off with another guy in years." He looked over at
me.

"I've never ever done that before. I've never even seen another hard dick
before. That was way cool." I said as I tucked myself away. I felt a little
funny, but how awkward can you be after you've just jacked off with a guy?
Very. Trust me.

"By the way you were watching me I thought it might be new to you. I used
to do it at least once or twice a week with my pals. In fact, sometimes
between girlfriends my friends were the only action I got outside of my
hand in the shower." He got up and started cleaning up after our
dinner. Still trying to not act awkward I went ahead and helped him clean
up. It was getting pretty late, almost 1:00am. Aunt Kate would be getting
home in about an hour or two. We got everything put away and it was time
for me to turn in.

 "Night Rube", Gare said as he patted my ass on his way past.

I went back into the living room to make sure everything was cleaned up. I
noticed there were some cum splats on the coffee table. Couldn't be mine, I
never shoot very far. I knelt down and touched one. It was sort of cool. It
was a good thing he had gone upstairs. I was instantly hard again. I knelt
there and jacked off rubbing my fingers in his cum. This time when I came I
caught it in my hand. It was warm and thick. I held up my hand and smelled
it. A little musty, not bad, I dipped a finger in it and stuck it in my
mouth. I hadn't ever tasted my own cum before. It was almost chalky
tasting, maybe tangy. I tried a little more. Before I knew it I was licking
my hand clean. I liked this stuff, and I made it. My very own renewable
resource.

When I got up the next day it was a little earlier than the day
before. Both Gare and my Aunt Kate were still home. I went into the kitchen
for coffee and found them at the breakfast table.  Kate looked over and
asked how the movies were. I must have turned ten shades of red. She
laughed and said Gare had told her we had watched a porno together.

"Watch it", she said, "I warned you he was the horniest man I know. He'll
have you jacking off with him again in no time if you aren't careful." She
just laughed even harder as I turned a deeper red in embarrassment. "Come
on Rueben, you mean he was right when he said you had never done that
before? Wow, and to think I thought I was teaching you better than that."

"Well you taught me what a guy and a girl could do together, not that guys
should jack off together." I replied, starting to cool down a bit. "I would
have remembered a lesson like that."

"I thought I was teaching you to experiment and have fun you goober. I do
hope you've tried more than what you and I have talked about in bed? Please
tell me you have!" She got up to fill her coffee cup.

"Well yes, I've experimented, I just haven't experimented quite in that
direction. Give me a break already." I looked over to see Gare trying not
to laugh as he read the morning paper.

They were left for the day, leaving me the car again before I even finished
my first cup of coffee.

I went to the mall again, not shopping this time, but looking for the girls
I had run into the day before. I found them before too long and spent the
day running with the two of them. Christy and Jill. Cute, my age, and both
were playful. I like that. We didn't get past heavy kissing in the mall,
but I has hopes.

I got home later than the day before to find Kate gone to work already and
Gare out back in the pool.  I went out and swam for a bit with him and then
decided to sit in the hot tub. Gare went inside and brought us out a couple
of beers. We chatted about this and that, the two girls I had met and my
day at the mall. He seemed properly impressed by my development of a mini
harem so quickly.

He brought the topic around to sex more often than not, and eventually we
ended up chatting about our likes and dislikes in the sack. He was a
fountain of information. He was really into talking dirty and fucking hard
and long-dicking a girl. It was sort of kinky talking to him about it.

Most of my friends back home weren't this talkative about their sex
lives. I noticed after a bit that he was stroking himself under the water
as we talked. I tried not to look too often, but it was still a new thing
for me. It was making me horny. He got up to get us another beer and I
watched his dick swaying ponderously, leading his way inside. He took
longer than I thought he would and when he came out his hard on had gone
away. He noticed me noticing and offhandedly mentioned that he couldn't
wait and had jacked off in the kitchen before getting the beer. Kate was
right, he was one horny guy.

We finished up our beer and went inside. I lingered in the kitchen while he
went upstairs. As soon as I was sure he was on his way I started looking
around for any tell tale signs of cum. I found them by the sink, on the
counter. He hadn't wiped all of it up. I touched my fingertip to it.  It
had cooled to room temperature. I started to jack off next to the
counter. I brought my finger to my mouth and hesitantly licked it. Wow. Not
bad. Different than mine, more musty and sharp tasting. I tried more. There
were only a few splats of it, but I tried them all. As I was licking the
last bit from my finger I came all over myself like the night before. I
started wiping it up and licking it off my fingers.

I heard a noise and turned to find Gare leaning against the door jam,
watching me. "Nice show", he said, as I stood there dripping cum, finger in
my mouth.

There was a sudden tension in the room. I looked away and quickly wiped
myself up. I wasn't sure how much he had seen, but this was way more
embarrassing than jacking off next to the guy. Bad enough he probably saw
me eating my own cum, he might have seen me eating his cum. I finished as
quick as I could and tried to hurry past him towards my room.

He stopped me as I was passing him in the doorway with a hand on my naked
chest. I held really still. I could hear my heart pounding in my ears.

"Hey", he said, "It's nothing to be embarrassed about dude. Guys get off
however and whenever they can. Its cool." He rubbed gently at a leftover
cum drop on my chest. I couldn't look him in the eye. "Go get some
rest. You'll feel better about it in the morning." I hurried away and
burrowed under the covers.

I tried very hard to avoid being alone with Gare at all for the next
several days. I felt really awkward, way worse than before; I wanted to see
him, but I just felt so weird.

Christy and Jill were a great distraction. We would go back to my Aunt's to
swim when I knew she and Gare weren't home. We played in the pool and made
out a lot. They were definitely fun to hang with. I was getting close to
getting sex out of at least one of them, I could tell, but it seemed like
something was missing. I though I knew what it was but I wasn't ready to
face it yet. I knew I would have to face it soon, I just didn't know how to
go about it.

.  .  .

Gare was the one who decided to break the ice between us. It had been about
a week since the first movie night together, and I hadn't really seen much
of him in days. He left me a note one morning asking me to be home for
dinner by 7pm and that we would chat and watch some movies again. The note
wasn't really asking me, it was more like "You will be home for dinner,
blah, blah, blah." I was nervous but I knew I couldn't avoid him forever.

It turned out to be totally fine. Nothing out of the ordinary at all. He
didn't even mention the night last week when he had watched me, and the
movies were cool, and no sex even came up. I was so relieved.

Later that night, after I had turned in, I was woken by a quiet noise in
the front room. I crept out softly and peeked around the corner. It was
Gare. He was pulling his pud watching a porno.  Instantly I was mesmerized,
all of my attention on his hand stroking up and down his cock. He really
took his time. After awhile, my chest was getting tight. I was breathing
faster with him.  Before I knew it he came. Gobs of cum like the time
before, but he was sitting up this time and it landed up on the table in
front of him. He got up and turned off the lights and the DVD player, and
bounded up the stairs. He hadn't even bothered to clean up his cum.

I was torn. I was hard and horny as hell. I went quickly into the room and
knelt by the table. I reached out and touched his cum. It was still warm. I
immediately started jacking off, bringing a finger's full of his cum to my
mouth at a time, savoring the flavor. Warm, it wasn't as sharp tasting as
before. I kept lapping it up off my fingers and before I was through I came
so hard my legs cramped. I cleaned up as quietly as I could and went back
to bed.

All night I had dreams about sex. Sex with Christy and Jill, jacking off
next to Gare, watching Aunt Kate and Gare in the pool, eating Gare's cum
off the table. His cum! I woke up sweating, I had shot a load in my sleep
and I was all sticky. I licked it all up, wishing it were Gare's and pulled
on my robe. I would dry faster if I didn't put sweats on yet.

Aunt Kate and Gare were up before me, of course, so I snuck out the back to
the pool. I figured I would rinse off my night's sweat and drying
cum. Rinsed, I went inside and joined them at the table.

Gare kept looking at me over his paper. Like he wanted to say something but
wouldn't. I concentrated on my coffee. Aunt Kate was going on about the
next few days ahead. I was having trouble hearing her, when something she
said caught my ear. She was going away for a couple of days. Shit. Not
exactly what I needed to hear after a night like last night. She had to
take a short trip to Tulsa, Oklahoma. Another aunt was having a minor
surgery and she needed to be there. She was leaving me in the capable hands
of Gare for the next three days.

Damn. What was I going to do now?

Gare and I drove her to the airport, and the whole way back the only thing
I could think of was how to avoid getting into a sticky situation with
Gare. No pun intended.

When we got home Gare announced he had taken the next few days off from
work so we could spend some quality time together. This wasn't getting any
easier!

We spent the better part of the day poolside. We barbecued some burgers and
had a hearty lunch. Round about dinnertime, we went on inside. So far so
good. I had spent the day with a naked and tanning Gare and no reaction. We
didn't talk about sex and I hadn't even gotten a twinge. Maybe I was gonna
be fine.

I took a quick shower and threw a towel around myself and went to see what
was for dinner.  Gare was mixing a salad. I got out some plates and
buttered bread. We weren't talking very much. Not really thinking about it,
I kept reaching up next to him to get the olive oil out of the cupboard and
my towel slipped off. I felt a hand on my butt.

"Your tanline is so clear", said Gare, as he cupped my asscheek, "It almost
looks like it should feel different. But it doesn't. It's soft like the
rest of your skin."

Suddenly I wasn't so soft all over and I was standing there frozen, afraid
to move, my ass in the hand of the man whose cum I had eaten last night.

"I'll help you with that", he said as he squatted down behind me. I could
feel his hot breath on my asscheek as he reached for my towel and stood
up. "Allow me" and he wrapped the towel around me from behind. His arms
encircling me, he tucked the towel together and went back to his salad. He
hadn't said anything out of the ordinary and I was feeling foolish again.

I backed away from the counter and finished helping with dinner. Gare
chitchatted about how things had been with Kate, and work, and all sorts of
stuff. It was all a drone as far as I was concerned. I couldn't get my mind
past his touch. I could still feel it. What was I going to do?

I made it through dinner and I found myself sitting next to him on the
couch, watching some movie. I could barely breathe. He was still wearing
his robe, and I was in a slightly damp towel.  I don't know why I hadn't
changed other than he had told me not to bother and to just leave it on. I
wasn't thinking very clearly. I was just watching the movie and trying not
to think about how close we were sitting when he shifted a bit and his robe
sort of fell open. He was practically naked again, his cock resting there
on his balls for my viewing pleasure.

I couldn't help myself. I kept looking out of the corner of my eye, down at
his cock. We weren't talking at all. I was getting hard again. In a towel
no less! I thought he was watching the movie, but apparently he was
watching me watch him, because suddenly I could hear what he was saying
quite clearly.

He repeated himself. "I asked if you were enjoying the view. Are you?" I
looked up at his face.  It wasn't grim, but it wasn't exactly happy either.

"Um" was all I could muster.

"Why don't you just touch it and get it over with, Rueben. I can see you
want to touch it. Unless your dick is lying to us both." He took my hand
and wrapped it around his soft cock. He squeezed it. I could feel it
getting thicker. It was growing before my eyes and I was holding it in my
hand.

He said, softly, "Stroke it for me" and I started to stroke it slowly. I
was unsure exactly what to do, it was the first cock I had ever touched
beside my own, so I mimicked what he had done the night before. Rotating my
hand up and down the hardening shaft, flicking my thumb over the head to
catch up the pre-cum.  His dick was getting huge. It seemed so much larger
when I was actually holding it in my hand. "That's it", he murmured, as I
stroked it up and down.  "You've been paying attention. I like that."

As I stroked him he brought one arm around my shoulders, rubbing the back
of my neck with his hand, kind of a massage. His other had reached down and
collected a drop of pre-cum from the tip of his cock and lifted it up to my
lips. I was terrified and thrilled. He knew.  Somehow he knew I liked his
cum. He rubbed it on my lips while I stroked his cock, and my tongue
flicked out and wiped my lips off.

"Yessss," he hissed and he reached for more pre-cum, this time sticking the
fingertip between my lips and sort of thrusting it in and out of my
mouth. I suckled his finger. "Yes, that's the way," and again he did it,
this time pushing his finger a little deeper into my mouth and with his
other hand pushing a little harder on the back of my neck, pushing me
forward and down a little. I let him move me. Again and again his finger
went into my mouth and each time my head moved a little closer to his cock,
his push firm and steady, his fingers feeding me his precum.

Finally it was right in front of my face. His cock. The source of what I
was craving so badly.  One final little push was all it would take. I
waited. He didn't do it. He collected another drop and fed it to me. He
removed his hand from my neck and started lightly stroking up and down my
spine, caressing my back. He removed his finger from my mouth and rested
his hand on the back of my head. No pressure, but I wasn't about to go
anywhere. A drop of pre-cum formed at the tip of the head of his cock. I
was close enough now to take it with my tongue. Not yet.

I reached out with my other hand and took the drop on my finger. I fed it
to myself. Another drop formed. I took that one too. I was lapping at my
fingers, inches away from the head of his cock.  Each drop that came out I
took.

Another drop formed and as I reached for it, he stopped me.

"Why don't you try using your mouth more directly." He said and he pushed
his hips up and brushed his cock against my lips.

I parted my lips and slid the head of his cock into my mouth and I got
another taste as my reward. I was actually sucking a cock. This felt so
right.

Gare leaned back further in place and hunched his hips again. His cock slid
deeper into my mouth and hit the back of my throat. I bobbed back up and
slid back down. At least half of it was still outside my mouth. I could
feel the head pulsing on the back of my tongue.

"Come on my little cocksucker, take a little more", and he pressed his hand
on the back of my head again.

I wasn't sure if I could, but he hunched again and pressed and the head
popped passed and into my throat. I almost gagged a little, but he wasn't
letting my head up so I breathed and held still. I experimented with my
tongue and throat muscles. I tried making swallowing flexes and swallowing
the head without moving. It worked.

He made a purring sound in his chest. "That's a boy, make Gare feel
good. Good boy

I slid up and rested his head between my lips and flicked the piss slit
with my tongue. He gasped and grunted. I was learning.

I slid back down and popped the head at the back of my throat again this
time taking it a little deeper. I gagged but I did it anyhow, tears coming
out of my eyes. I wanted to take his entire cock but I wasn't sure I could
do it. It was so thick. I used my hand on the part I could get in my mouth.

I practiced sliding just more than half his cock in and out, popping the
head at the back of my throat every time I went down. He was breathing a
little faster.

"Come on now, be a good little cocksucker and show Gare how much you want
his cock." He said and he pushed me deeper onto his cock than I had gone
before.  "More. Yeah, that's it, more. You know you want it. You can do it,
just a little more. Uh huh. That's right. A little bit more. You're getting
it. You're almost there, yeah good boy."

I was breathing in his pubes. His cock was all the way down and I had done
it. I had taken the whole thing. His balls were against my chin. His hands
were still pressing on my head. He hunched, and by god more of it went
in. I hadn't thought there was any left. He began moving my head for
me. Hunching his hips every time I went down he deep dicked my throat. His
breathing was getting deeper. His balls were starting to tighten up.

"Fuck yessss, you are such good little cocksucker. Suck my cock for me,
yeah suck it good.  You're sucking it right…oh yesssss you are. Suck the
cum right out of my balls for me Rue. Do it. Suck it."

I wasn't thinking about anything but the flavor of his cock, and the juices
flowing in my mouth.

"That's my baby, yea. Suck that cock.  Come on now, suck it right. Yeah,
suck it," he thrust in and out moving my head up and down. His cock was
leaking so much pre-cum it was like he was a dripping hose. I was getting
better at this. I could get his cock all the down without a gag, and still
flick the head with my tongue on its way up. My cock was hard, I could feel
it against my belly as I knelt before him.

"Suck it baby, take that cock. Oh yeah, now who's little bitch are you.
Come on, tell me, you're Gare's bitch, aren't you? That's it. Suck it. Did
you think I didn't know you liked cum, did you?  Thought maybe I hadn't
seen you eat my cum off the counter. I watched you eat it off the table.  I
left you a little present and you liked it. Yeah, baby, you liked it. You
want my cum, uh huh.  It's gonna be all for you. That's right. You're good
little cocksucker."

 "Uh huh. It's getting there. You're gonna get it. Uh huh. You want it? Uh
huh. Oh Yeah. That's right. It's coming. You ready? Ready for an after
dinner snack? Want Gare to feed you? Your favorite food? You want it? Huh?
You ready? Uh huh? Cause Uncle Gare's gonna give it to you. Yep. That's it,
oh yeah, swallow that cock bitch. Take it, uh huh. . ohh.  Take it now.
Yes. Uh huh. You ready? It's coming now. You ready? It `s gonna blow. I'm
gonna give it to you. It's coming now. Yeah, it's coming, it's coming.
Yes. Here ya go baby!" With one last thrust he pushed his dick deeper than
it had ever gone before, almost bruising my nose against his pubic
bone. His thick cock was pulsing in my mouth and throat. He was pumping his
seed down my throat. He took his hands off my head sighing deeply.

 I slipped my mouth up until the head was resting on my tongue and he
pumped blast after blast of cum for me. I swallowed it all. I kept
swallowing until it fell to a dribble, then I suckled on him till he was
soft. Getting the last drops of cum out. Cleaning off his cock. I slid off
his cock and rested back. He was still breathing deep. Grinning at me. His
chest was all flushed.  "Looks like you enjoyed that as much as I did." He
said pointing to my crotch. Looking down I saw I had cum all over myself.
He swiped up a fingerfull and slipped it into my mouth. He swiped another
and fed it to himself.

"We're gonna get along just fine until she gets back. Aren't we Rue? Yep,
just fine."

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