Date: Thu, 27 Dec 2001 12:33:18 -0500
From: Lee Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: Mark - series Part #35

Mark
Part #35

WARNING:  This is a gay fantasy involving homosexual acts between
young boys and gay men. If you are not of LEGAL AGE to be reading
this material or you do not approve of such material, PLEASE LEAVE
AND READ NO FURTHER.


Any similarity between persons living or dead is purely coincidental.
The geographic locations are recognizable but the events and names of
individuals are fiction.

Tuesday had been a wearing day for Mark and Lee yet still filled with
learning and loving of each other.  They slept holding each other gently
with Mark's head on Lee's chest and his arm around his shoulders.

Lee's dreams of events past and in the future didn't allow for a restful
night. Mark moved through the dream world in short snatches and fall
into his outstretched arms briefly, teasingly and then would be snatched
away with a look of fear on his face as he tried to stay encircled and
secure. Lee dreamed he was prevented by an unseen force from holding
him and he would cry out but no sound would pass his lips as Mark
floated away, his arms reaching for him.

Waking briefly in a cold sweat, Lee reached for and felt Mark laying on
his chest breathing deeply, his leg still over his body pressing down on
his still soft cock with his free hand resting on his breast covering his
pectoral muscle.  Lee closed his eyes and drifted back to sleep.

Slowly Lee roused with a feeling of warmth and urgency in his loins but
as he started to move, he was held immobile the feeling of urgency
becoming more intense.  Opening his eyes he sees Marks broad back
with his left elbow pressing against his thigh and feels his cock being
gripped by Mark's lips as he sucks him gently, slowly, lovingly.

Running his hands over the strong rippling muscles of Mark's back
and down his sides  to grip his narrow waist, he groans  deeply feeling
the urgency rising from his balls into his throbbing cock.  Marks intense
sucking increases as he lifts his hips to meet his downward tempo. He
sees the motion of Mark's right bicep and glances to see he is
masturbating himself in sync with his sucking on his cock.  Groaning
deeply and gripping his waist tight his fingers almost touching as he
feels the increasing pressure and his cock suddenly swelling as streams
of hot molten sperm flow in increasing amounts as his body arches, his
cock driving deep inside Mark's throat.  Crashing, gushing, filling he
feels his muscles relax as the intensity of his climax recedes and his body
falls back onto the bed.

A deep moaning sigh rose from deep inside Lee's body, "Mark, Mark,
baby."

Mark falls back beside Lee still holding his half hard cock, his body
covered by his sperm. Looking at his uncle, he says "Good morning
lover," as he runs his fingers through the milky white fluid on his chest
lifting them for his lover to clean.

Taking the offered fingers in his mouth he sucks the still warm thick
liquid from them and swallows. Turning he looks at Mark and says, "Do
I taste as sweet as you do this early in the morning?"

"Sweeter Uncle Lee." Marks say's. "Much sweeter. You didn't seem to
sleep very well last night, I could hear you moaning and you were
covered with sweat when I woke up."

"I had a pretty tough day yesterday and guess I was dreaming about it.
I remember waking up and you were still laying on my chest so I went
back to sleep." Lee says.  "Waking up the second time was much nicer
sport. What made you do that?"

"I felt you starting to get hard and decided to help you along. I always
wanted to feel you get real hard in my mouth and you sure did.  I wish I
could feel it getting hard inside of me but you need to be hard before
you do that." Mark says.

"Oh, I wouldn't say that sport." Lee grins as he says it.

"Uncle Lee, you can't fuck someone with a soft dick, it won't go inside."
Mark says very seriously as he sits up looking down on his uncle.
"See sport." Lee says teasingly. "You still have things to learn."

Getting excited, Mark punches Lee in the stomach saying, "Show me
then. I want to feel how you can fuck me with your soft dick."

"I didn't say fuck you with a soft dick. You said it couldn't go in
without being hard and I said it could and you had more to learn. Right
now we are late and got to get showered and loaded for the trip home."
Lee says as he swings out of bed.

"Boy, you get me all excited and then get out of bed. You gonna leave
me like this Uncle Lee?"

Turning Lee sees Mark on his knees with a very hard cock jutting out
from his soft pubic bush his hands resting on his thick muscular thighs.
Looking into his face he sees the impish grin and the golden flecks in his
flashing eyes.  He watches as Mark moves his hips waiving his cock
from side to side, daring him. Running his eyes over his hard muscular
body still covered with his boy cream, his eyes flashing at him he drops
to his knees beside the bed as he feels his cock hardening.  "Come here
Mark." He says.

Mark scoots to the side of the bed and sitting back on his heels his arms
supporting his torso he offers his throbbing cock to his uncles waiting
mouth feeling it slowly engulfing him and he groans deep in his throat
as his head drops back feeling the warmth and sucking motion.

Lee reaches behind Mark and pulls him closer as he drives his face
down into his crotch swallowing his cock deep in his throat. Sucking,
pulling his nuts he feels the energy rising and flowing from deep in
Mark's balls. He feels the swelling that leads to a driving climax and
groans deeply sucking him deeper as he feels Mark's body tighten and
his second delivery of his bodies life fluid is emptied deep inside of him.
The passion and energy of Mark is so overcoming for him that he feels
his own sperm shooting from his untouched cock in great spurts
gushing onto the carpet.

Mark leans over his uncle and holding his mouth over his softening
cock, he whispers quietly, "I love you Uncle Lee."

Lifting his head from Mark's lap, he looks at him and says "We really
need to get started sport.

Helping Mark off of the bed, Lee pulls him to him and embraces him in
the soft gentle kiss that lover's know means so much. Looking into each
other's eyes, no words are necessary, it is all spoken by the depth of
feeling each sees.

Showering and drying each other, they re-pack their bags still naked.
Mark looks over at his uncle and asks, " Is it okay if I just wear a
pullover and pair of shorts back, Uncle Lee."

"Sure sport, don't forget a pair of jockeys."

"Awww do I have to? I get all cramped up wearing them." Mark
groans.

"We don't need all you have dropping out of your shorts, sport. Not
with me driving." Lee says chuckling.

"I could drive after we get on the interstate Uncle Lee. We could move
the console back if you want to."

Lee stands up with his now half hard cock swinging as he says "Don't
you ever get enough Mark?"

Giggling Mark says "Never with you Uncle Lee and looks like you don't
either."

"Christ, lets get dressed or we will never get out of here." Lee says
grinning.

Quickly finishing their packing and dressing, they check the rooms
before locking the door and carrying their bags out to the Explorer.
The bags have to be put in the back seat since the cargo area was full
with the special equipment.  Making sure everything is secure, Lee
drives to the front entrance and they go inside.

Thompson, the manager is at the front desk and as he sees them pull up,
he steps out in front of the desk to greet them.

"Good morning Mr. Michaels. Are you and your nephew leaving us
this morning?" he asks.

"Yes we are Terry. Business is finished and we need to get Mark home
so he can start getting ready for school." Lee says.

"I hope you and your nephew have enjoyed your stay."
Thompson says glancing at Mark.

Lee realizes that Thompson had not met Mark and say's "I don't think
you have met my nephew Mark. Mark this is Mr. Thompson the new
Manager. Remember Uncle Bill telling us about him the other evening
at dinner?"

"Yes sir. Nice to meet you sir." Mark replies as he shakes his hand
firmly.  He didn't like him, he was a little phony with his condescending
comments and manner.

Turning to the nice looking young man behind the desk, Thompson
says, "Derek, bring up Mr. Michaels final statement. Suite #106, I
believe."

Lee and Mark see a young man of maybe 20 or 21, with blond hair &
blue eyes with fairly broad shoulders. The suit and desk didn't allow
further exploration but it seemed fairly certain he was in pretty good
shape.

Looking back at Thompson, Lee says "a new employee? I don't recall
seeing him before."

"Yes, Derek started this morning. He has a computer reservations
background but our system is in need of upgrading. I was going to
mention it to Mr. Woolford but it slipped my mind.  Since Calvin has
left us, we needed a replacement and I still need an assistant manager."

The man gave Lee the impression he was hinting for him to mention it
to William but that was not his job. He would though just to let him be
aware of it.

"I think if you talk with him, I am sure Uncle Bill would do what is
necessary." Lee says.

"Mr. Thompson, Mr. Michaels statement is ready if you would care to
look it over." Derek says. "Nice meeting you Mr. Michaels, sorry you
and your nephew are leaving. Perhaps you will visit us again soon?"

Lee looked at the young man and noticed his eyes did not waiver when
he looked into them. He knew he had just heard the smoothest
invitation he had heard in a long time but wondered who it was
intended for, he or Mark.

As Lee signed the statement making sure everything was correct, he
said "Sorry it is such a short meeting Derek but I should be back again.
Maybe around the holidays."

"It would be a pleasure having you again sir. Call me if your plans
include a stop in Louisville and I'll see what I can do to make your visit
a pleasant one and maybe your nephew will be able to visit again also."
Derek says glancing between the two of them.

The boy is good Lee thought and he saw the keen interest Mark had
been showing at the play on words.  "Thanks Derek." He says.

Lee shakes hands with Thompson and he notices Mark avoid his
extended hand. Walking quickly out of the motel, Mark looks back and
sees the young man watching them walk away. He takes his uncles hand
in his as they walk the short distance to the vehicle. Lee glances at him
with a quizzical look on his face but he does not pull his hand away.

Driving away from the motel, Lee turns towards Main St and Williams.
Looking at the dash clock he sees it is just a little before 9o'clock.
Glancing at Mark, he sees he is silent in thought. He had an idea what it
might be but let it alone. The boy had to solve some things himself.

There is an empty parking space in front of the door and they pull into
it.  Mark gets out quickly and then waits for his uncle. Walking up the
steps together, Lee pushes the door open and Mark enters first not
seeing Calvin.

William hears the door chimes and walks quickly to the front seeing Lee
and Mark. "Good morning, good morning. We have been waiting for
you. Mark, Calvin is in the cutting room." William says with a grin.

"Thanks Uncle Bill, I'll be right back." Mark says as he almost runs to
the back of the store.

William and Lee kiss lightly as old, old friends do and William says, "I
don't think I will ever understand teenage love again Lee. Calvin has
been moping since he got here less than an hour ago."

"You remember it Uncle Bill, you never really forget. I remember how I
felt about you some years ago.  Come to think of it, still do." Lee says.

"Oh posh Lee." William says. "You don't really mean that?"

"Didn't the other night convince you of that? If not, then I must be
losing my touch." Lee says as he runs his hand over William's
smooth buttocks.

William blushes a little at the memory, "You were rather passionate,
guess you got my fires burning as well. I hope it won't be as long before
the next time. Lets gather the boys and have that cup of coffee so you
can get on the road."

Calvin hears Mark and sees him coming through the door rushing
towards him.  He sees the tight fitting shirt and shorts and a lump forms
in his throat at the beauty of him.  Opening his arms as he reaches him,
he says, "just as beautiful as I remember."

They grip each other tightly grinding their bodies tight against each
other. Mark in his shorts and Calvin in his business dress. Their mouths
press together and tongues probe deeply tasting, becoming re-
acquainted with the recesses of their mouths.

Breaking apart and gasping Mark say's "Man, you taste just as good as
yesterday."

"Yeah, you do too Mark." Calvin says. "You guys ready to leave?"

"Yeah, all loaded but I could stay here a little longer if I could. Are you
going to write me Calvin? I hope so, I want us to be good friends if you
do."

"Yes, Mark. I will. I want us to be good friends for a long time. I'll write
and give you my schedule at school and maybe during some breaks and
holiday's we can get together."

"I hope you do Calvin. I don't know what is going to happen at home.
I'll let you know as soon as I do.  Uncle Lee leaves this coming
Friday but I think he is going to talk to my Dad when we get back."

Lee and William walk through the door calling for them and Mark
Whisper's quickly "I'll be sure to let you know what happens."

Walking up to William's private apartments, they sit in the dining room
and Charles walks in pushing a wheeled serving cart with a silver coffee
service, cups, saucers, carafe of orange juice with glasses and a small
plate of Danish.

"Good morning Mr. Lee, Mr. Mark, Calvin. Good to see you." Charles
says.

Lee looks in astonishment and say's "Charles what do you not do for
Uncle Bill?"

Before Charles can reply, William say's "I don't know what I would do
without him. He has filled a very large vacuum for me."

"We care for each other William." Charles says as he pours the coffee
and juice.  Placing orange juice before Mark and Calvin, Charles looks
at William and says "May I William?"

William nods his head without speaking. Lee is wondering what is
happening as he sips his coffee.

Standing between Mark and Calvin who are sitting next to each other at
the table, Charles places a hand on their shoulders.  "Mr. Lee, in the
short time we have known each other you and these two boys have
become very dear to me."  Hesitating to regain his composure, Charles
continues. "God took my sons from me but he has given me Mark and
Calvin to love as my sons. Mark will be with you and Calvin will be with
us. I will be where they ever should need me."  Leaning down Charles
kisses both Mark and Calvin on the top of their heads and walks quietly
back into the kitchen.

A heavy silence falls over the room and nothing is said for several
minutes. Both Mark and Calvin have tears I their eyes as they hold
hands. Looking at William, Lee starts to speak but he stops when he
see's William's hand rise.

Without directing his comments to anyone in particular, William says,
"Charles spoke to me of this and asked if I felt that you and the boys
would be offended over his feeling the way he does.  What you just
heard comes from a heart bigger then you can realize. Charles does not
speak much, holds his own council for the most part. His son's were his
life and two more beautiful boys you could not imagine. He lost both of
his boys to AIDS and it absolutely devastated him. But for the strength
of his wife, he may well have taken his life to be with them in death. He
visits them every Wednesday and I never schedule anything that would
interfer with that."

Sipping his coffee for a moment William continues, "After Charles lost
his wife, he was alone and started drinking. When I found out about it, I
placed him in a hospital and eventually convinced him he was giving up
and his sons or wife would not have wanted him to do that. After he left
the hospital, he came full time with me and he lives in the apartment
over the garage behind this building. Charles is not gay. If anything, he
is bi-sexual and we have enjoyed each other on occasion. To my
knowledge, he has never been in bed with another man.  Our association
has been one of mutual need and desire.  I have asked him to move in
here but he considers that to be above his station.  Charles is a Croat.
He comes from a very dedicated and honorable people. What he has
just said, believe him. He would move heaven and hell should you need
him. Your life would come before his if it came down to that."

"But Uncle Bill, can't we say something to him like thanks or something
like that?" Mark asks.

"Mark, nothing needs to be said. Charles has said all that he feels is
necessary. He won't shower you or Calvin with goods and wealth but he
will be like a shadow, a dedicated guardian if he is needed. Replace his
sons, never. His love for his sons is like the love you share with Lee, it
cannot be replaced once it is given.  But Charles loves you and Lee
intensely or he would not have made the commitment he just did.
Accept it for the honor it is. You would embarrass him if you mentioned
anything about it."

Both Mark and Calvin spoke in unison "Gee, that is awesome."

A little bit overwhelmed by it all, Lee says, "We better get on the road
Sport, don't you think? Thanks for everything Uncle Bill. I'll call you
soon about what we discussed."

"Do that Lee, I am concerned there. Calvin, will you escort them out, I
am going to stay here for a few minutes." William says.

Lee brushes his lips over William's lightly and nothing else needs to be
said. Walking down the steps, Mark and Calvin are holding hands
silently.  Reaching the front door, they both kiss deeply with tears
trickling down their cheeks. Calvin breaks away and kiss's Lee quickly
before running back into the store.

As they pull away from the curb, Lee checks and asks Mark to buckle his seat
belt. Tears are still in Mark's eyes as he looks out the window at the
receding row of buildings. Lee can almost feel the struggle going on inside
of the boy and lets it rest knowing he will talk about it sooner or later as
he remembers the first time he broke with someone he had feelings for.

Lee was 19 at the time and attending Marshall University. He had met a young
man the same age as he and they hit it off for the next two hears until he
found him in their bed with another guy. That was a wrenching moment for him
and he never forgot the breakup.  He knew Mark was going through much the
same thing having to leave Calvin. No one has ever discovered an easy way to
break off an emotional involvement with another.

Traffic was light as they headed north on I75. Lee was thinking about what
was going on in Philadelphia and needing to talk with John before he left.
Everything was in a screwed up mess and seeming to happen all at once. The
first thing was talking with John and Sharon about he and Mark. He had a
deep empty feeling in the pit of his stomach and it worried him. It could
not be helped though, he wanted it out in the open rather then they both try
and hide it and live a lie. The hard part was the slight hint of betrayal he
felt.

Mark still had not said anything as they drove along at a pretty good clip.
He had his thoughts as well as Mark having his.  A Rest Stop 2 miles sign
passed and he felt the need to relieve himself. Glancing over at Mark, he
say's "hey sport, I got to take a leak. That coffee is running right through
me. Rest stop ahead."

"Okay Uncle Lee." Mark said. "Me too."

After relieving themselves, they walk back to the Explorer, stopping to get
a drink from the vending machines.  As Lee is starting to pull out, he hears
Mark ask, "Uncle Lee can you pull over up here for a few minutes? I need to
ask you something."

"Sure sport." Lee say's." "What's on your mind?"

Leaning over, Mark slides the console back and turns in his seat with one
leg pulled up under the other as he faces him. Taking a swallow of his
Pepsi, he say's, "Uncle Lee what is going to happen with you and me when we
get home?"

Eyes wide Lee answers "Whoa Mark, you really caught me off base with that
one. I was thinking you were going to ask me something else."

"No, Uncle Lee. Calvin and I are friends and we love each other but there is
too much happening for both of us to think about making a life together
now." Mark say's, going on. "What is really bothering me is what will happen
with you and me. Loving Calvin is one thing but I don't love him like the
way I do you."

"Yes Mark. I have been going over it in my mind and if you were 18, there
would be no problem. But since you are not, the other alternative is talking
with your parents. What they are going to say or how they will re-act, I
don't know. We can only hope and pray it will be okay. Your dad, I am fairly
certain, will he okay with it to a certain extent. Your mother, I am not
sure about. I am hoping that if she has a problem, your dad will help her
get over it. I remember when your dad found out I was gay and how he handled
it then. Pray he does the same this time when I tell him about you and I."

"I want to be there when you talk with them Uncle Lee. After all, it is the
two of us you will be talking with them about. You are leaving Friday
morning with Carl and I'll be left with no one that I can talk with. How
long will you be gone this time? I heard you mention about being back during
the holidays when we were leaving the motel. That's almost 4 months before
I'll see you. Why can't I go with you? Why can't we live together?" Mark
asks as tears well up in his eyes.

"Mark, you know why we can't live together. You're only 16 and still have a
year of high school. Take you with me, in a heartbeat if I could and you
know it. After you graduate, you can come east and select a college there if
you want and then we can be together. Your mom and dad already told me they
expect that is what you would want to do.  We have to wait the one year and
then things will work out for both of us. I'll be pretty well settled into
my job. So things should be a lot easier then."

"Boy, being a teenager sure sucks Uncle Lee. I got to wait a whole year, man
that sucks." Mark says, shaking his head.

Laughing Lee says, "If being a teenager sucks Mark, then God should make
more like you."

"He only made one Uncle Lee and he is yours." Mark says, his eyes glowing.

"Yeah, Sport. I know and you don't know how much I thank him for you." Lee
says as he reaches out and rubs Mark's knee.

Unbuckling his seat belt, Mark slides closer to his uncle and asks "When can
we make love Uncle Lee, I need you really bad." He pulls Lee's hand down
over his hard cock sticking out of the leg of his shorts.

Feeling Mark's hard cock, his own cock surges hard and aches in its
confinement.
"Not now Sport, not in the rest stop. Let me think." Lee say's as he adjusts
his cock.

Pulling back onto the interstate, they continue north for another few miles
and the sign Corinth 2 miles slips by. Lee pulls off the interstate at the
exit and picks up US25 South to the Corinth/Cordova Road that leads to the
old family cemetery on what had once been the old home place. His Great
Grandfather and Marks Great, Great Grandfather had donated the land to the
county as a burying ground and he and others of the old family were buried
there. It was isolated and sat on top of a hill. The roadway was gravel and
at one low point, you crossed a rocky creek bed, no bridge. It was about 4
miles back into hard farming country where mostly cattle were being run now.
The 4wheel drive Explorer had no trouble with the roadway.

Mark watched as Lee drove off the main highway onto the gravel road, "Uncle
Lee" he said, "this road goes back to the old cemetery we were at before."

"Sure does Sport. We got plenty of time and no one ever goes up there much
anymore. That's why I asked Uncle William if they would clean it up,
remember?"

"Yeah, Glenn and he were going to get it done. Wonder if they did?" Mark
replies.

Lee tops the rise where the cemetery is located and pulls off the road
alongside the back fence. He and Mark get out and walking over to the fence
they see that the grass has been cut and weeds cleared from the headstones.

"Looks a lot better then the last time we were here Uncle Lee." Mark says.

"Sure does. I'll have to write and thank Uncle William and Glenn for taking
care of it. A lot of our family is buried here. Our blood together started
here and somewhere back who knows where, Scotland, England, Ireland, France,
no one knows really." Lee says wistfully as he glances at Mark.

Sliding between the fence and his Uncle, Mark looks into his eyes and say's
"they are why we are together Uncle Lee. Without them, we would not be here
to love each other" as he covers his uncles lips with his in a deep
passionate, probing kiss. He feels Lee's body pressing against him and he
starts sinking to the grass.

"Wait a second Mark." Lee says and moves to the truck returning with a large
furniture blanket they had not used in loading the equipment.

Spreading the blanket on the grass, he drops on it and pulls his shirt off.
Looking up at Mark, he pats the ground next to him and watches as he pulls
his pullover over his head. The sun gleams on his tawny golden skin, chest
muscles rippling as he drops the shirt. Lee is caught up in the erotic
display of Mark's magnificent body and its hidden power. Watching Mark as he
slowly removes his shorts, his hard cock straining to be free from its
confinement in his jockey's he lays back on the blanket and runs his hand
over his body. Mark slowly unbuttons his shorts and then pulls the zipper
down revealing his golden brown pubic hair. Pushing down his shorts release
his throbbing cock as they fall to the ground. Kicking them aside he stands
there over Lee framed against the blue of the sky, the sun reflecting from
the slight sheen of perspiration that covers him.

Dropping onto his knees, he pulls off the restricting jockey shorts and
watches as Lee's cock springs free, falling back onto his hard flat stomach
the abdominal muscles holding it as if in a cradle. Leaning forward onto his
arms, Mark watches as he places his cock alongside of his uncle's and then
slowly lowers his body onto his feeling the warmth and hardness of their
muscles meet.

Mark slides his arms up under Lee's shoulders as he feel his arms around his
chest. Nuzzling his neck he looks him in the eyes and says, "This Uncle Lee
is when I feel the oneness of being with you, a part of you. One blood
flowing through us, one body, one love and here in the open, nothing is
hidden. It feels so right being with you. I need you Uncle Lee. I will
always need you. No one will make me fell whole like you do."

Lee feels the beat of Mark's heart and his steady breathing. Listening he
feels his heart open and swell with the love and pride he feels the strength
of his words. "Mark." He says. "You were a part of me before you were born.
My brother made you but in that making, there was a part of me also waiting
for you. In my arms I knew you were mine and now I know more then ever that
my blood helped make you. Take me Mark, make me even more of you. Fill me
with your love, now here., give me the pleasure that only you can. Give me
the pleasure of feeling that which I helped make enter me, take me."

"Uncle Lee, you sure? We don't have anything here."

"Make love to me Mark. I want to feel you as you felt me, natural."

Lee releases Mark and closing his eyes, he feels his lips brushed gently
with just the feel of a tongue tip running over them. Slowly his body is
caressed and kissed from neck down. Mark suckles on his tits and bites them
gently sending a current running deep into his groin. He feels his fingers
touching and caressing his body sending little tingles through each nerve as
Mark's lips nibble their way to his pubic hair where he feels his cock
pulsing with every beat of his heart. He feels Mark's hot breath on the
sheathed head and then warm lips surrounding it as they push the sheath of
skin back and his head is washed by Mark's soft tongue. Gripping his head
gently, he groans deep inside his being at the feeling of his shaft being
slowly swallowed and his cheek pressing against his pubic hair as Mark's
throat muscles slowly massage the head of his pre-cum oozing cock.

Sighing deeply, Lee says softly "Yes Mark, take it, take me" as he feels
crotch being massaged by his hands slowly pushing and probing their way to
his quivering rosebud. He lifts his legs slightly to give him better access.

Mark sucks gently on his uncles cock as he feels down into his hot crotch
past his low hanging balls. He feels the heat and moisture from their sweat
as he passes his finger over his rectum and feels it quiver. Removing his
mouth from his cock he strokes him slowly and then, his hand slick from
saliva he again rubs it over that hot beaconing inner sanctum he wants so
bad. Slowly one finger is inserted and he feels the tightness and then
relaxing as another is inserted until he has three fingers inserted and
rotating to loosen the sphincter he must pass. Rubbing his lips over Lee's
shaft and balls he slides forward until his cock is resting against his
rectum. Lifting his legs onto his shoulders he leans forward and pressing
down on his uncle, he starts a steady pressure against the resisting
opening. Slowly, he feels Lee's ass start to relax and then suddenly  his
cock is driven deep within his ass and a loud groan come from deep inside of
his uncles chest as he gasps, "My god Uncle Lee, oh my god."

"Yes Mark, drive it deep. Wait for a minute and then slowly start a driving
deep consuming fucking of my ass. I want to feel all of you."  Lee says as
he pulls Mark's head down for a soft kiss.

Resting for a moment and catching his breath, Mark starts a slow withdrawal
and feels his cock being bathed in intense heat and gripped tight as he
thrusts back into the hot depths of the soft cocoon he has invaded, made
his. His nuts swing slowly back and forth with each thrust of his thickening
cock as the sweat runs from every pore of his body down his hack into the
crack of his ass and channeled down to become a natural lubricant for his
plunging cock. He feels his cock being gripped and held tight at the end of
each down stroke and released when he starts in again. He feels his foreskin
slide back just as he starts in and the shock grips his nuts with a
demanding urge for speed and his tempo increased with each driving, shocking
thrust of his huge boy cock. All 7+" feels like it has become a living
entity that he controls and the power of his loins takes slow control of his
body and he is flying through a thick erotic fog of utter ecstasy as if
watching his cock consuming, devouring his uncle's ass. Twisting and
groaning as he drives deeper and feeling his body being urged on to great
heights by the kneading and probing of his uncles ass and their combined
body muscles tightening as they both reach the desired for, needed climax in
a great gushing torrent of molten flowing streams of their life's force.
Driving with one final muscle tightening spasm, Mark screams "Uncle Lee" as
he grinds his teeth in complete exotic agony and collapses on his chest as
the last of his sperm fills his uncle's bowels.

Lee holds Mark tight against his body as he grips his softening cock with
his sphincter muscle. Slowly he feels it slipping out as he drains it clean.
With a sigh, it falls away and he pulls Mark up a little closer so he can
embrace him in a long loving probing kiss. Even at 165lbs, he felt light as
a feather laying on him. Softly he says "Mark, you alright?"

With his head alongside of his uncles, Mark says, "I never want this to end
Uncle Lee. I don't want to let you go, I want to hold you forever just like
this."

"That would be great Sport but for now we must be content with the little
times we have together. I hope they don't end for a long time." Lee says.

Sliding off to the side, Mark runs his fingers through the coating of sweat
and sperm on Lee's chest and stomach. Tasting it, he says, "You taste
different each time, I wonder why that is?'

"You do to, Sport. Don't know why but it always tastes like you." Lee
answer's grinning. "Hey, we better get back on the road. Hand me my jockey's
so I can clean some of this mess off." Mark leans down and starts licking
and sucking the salty cum from his chest and stomach sending Lee into fits
of giggling at the sensation.

"That was better then wasting it Uncle Lee." Mark says as he dries him off
with his jockey's. Lee runs his fingers through his brown hair and smiling,
he thinks to himself, "how could loving anyone like him be wrong. It didn't
make sense."

Dressing quickly, they jump the fence into the cemetery and Lee shows Mark
the headstones of his ancestors explaining what he knows of each. Folding
the blanket and then after stowing it, Lee backs into the gravel road and
returns to US25 and then I75 to finish the drive to Hamilton only a little
over a hour away.

On the remainder of the trip, Lee asked Mark if he had any plans for what he
wanted to study in college and was pleased to learn that he was leaning
towards computer science.  He suggested that Mark might want to start
visiting his library and looking at some of the tapes and books that were
being written and published on the subject.  Asking Mark if there was any
particular reason he was interested in computer's, he heard him say that
seems to be the way business and education was heading, into computers. He
also liked the challenge in deciphering the various problems that can be
presented in programming and building computers. All good reasons Lee
thought.

As Lee pulls into the driveway to his brother's home, Mark says, "looks like
no one is home yet Uncle Lee. What time is it?"

Glancing at the dash clock, Lee answer's "3o'clock Mark. They should be
along before long. We can get unloaded and cleaned up before they get here.
Okay?"

Unloading the truck, Lee checked everything inside before locking up and
setting the alarm system.  Mark had carried their bags up to his room where
he was unloading his, throwing his dirty clothes into a hamper.  Lee
unpacked but kept his soiled things aside planning on washing them before
leaving.

Stripped, they both take a shower together, playing as they wash. Mark runs
his hands over every part of his uncles body he can reach, squeezing and
kissing. Lee is almost as bad. They finish washing and drying each other is
much the same game they continue to play each time they shower. Both man and
boy are very comfortable with each others nakedness and their bodies. Mark
being the younger is much more exuberant but what do you expect from a
teenager whose hormones are constantly raging. Dressing, they go into the
kitchen and Lee starts to make a pot of coffee.

"Uncle Lee, okay if I run over and tell Carl we are back?" Mark asks.

"Okay with me sport, ask him to come over if he can. I need to talk with him
about traveling. I'm going to have a cup of coffee on the deck." Lee says.

"Okay, see ya." Mark says as he dashes out the door.

Watching him leave, Lee thinks, "Almost 17, 6', 165lbs(he wasn't sure about
that though), built like a god and still runs around like a little kid."

Locating a coffee mug and thermos, he fills both taking them out onto the
deck with a pad and pencil. Sipping his coffee for a moment, he thinks over
what he needs to discuss with John and his boss George.  Picking up the pad,
he writes down Mark/John and on the other side of the page, George.

Under Mark/John, he writes Education, His Needs, Their Needs, Feelings and
Future. He deliberately left himself out of the equation knowing that he
would automatically be a part of any discussion without centering on
himself.

Under George he writes, Changes, Good or Bad, Pressure, Leave of Absence,
Future. He had not discussed the Leave of Absence wanting to use that only
if he had to. He had already decided he would not leave Mark alone for any
real length of time.  With the holidays coming up, spring break and all it
would not really be that long before things would work out for both of them.
Deep in thought, he did not hear Mark and Carl walk up on the deck.

"Uncle Lee, you okay?" Mark asked as he shook Lee's shoulder.

"Oh no. I'm okay, was just doing some serious thinking about stuff. How you
doing Carl? We missed you." Lee says.

"Yeah. Good to see you Mr. Michaels, Mark has been telling me all about it.
Sounds like you know some wonderful people down in KY." Carl says.

Looking at his nephew, Lee says "Mark........!!!"

"I didn't think it would hurt talking with Carl Uncle Lee. He is my best
friend." Mark says, looking very sheepish.

"Have you forgotten some of the things we talked about already?" Lee asks.

"Mr. Michaels. Don't get mad at Mark. I suspected he was gay a long time ago
and from what he said before I met you, it sounded like you were also. Its
cool with me." Carl says softly as he glances at Mark.

"Mark, pull that chair over here. Carl, sit here beside me." Lee orders.

After the boys are settled, Lee says, " What he did or did not tell you Carl
is not the question and he knows it. It is the telling that is wrong. I have
tried to impress on him that there are things between two people that are
never discussed with others.  For example, when you and he jerk off
together, do you run home and tell your parents that you did? Of course not,
it is a private thing enjoyed by you and he or whoever it might be and not
for general discussion. Privacy is essential between persons of like sexual
persuasions. Gay or not it makes no difference. It is a private matter.
Enjoy it, relish each other but unless you would like the wolves of the
earth knocking at your door, keep it private. Once a person acquires the
reputation of being a slut or easy to get, or what they do or don't like to
do, it follows them for life. As unintentional or innocent as the remarks
are, they can be blown out of proportion and often are."

"I'm sorry Uncle Lee, I didn't think......." Mark says as Lee cuts him off.

"Key word Mark, Think. Remember it is not just you involved in what you are
saying. There is another person that you must have had feelings for. What
would Uncle Bill think if someone walked into his store and said, Oh, I know
all about you, Mark Michaels told me. Uncle Bill would be devastated." Lee
says.

"Mr. Michaels, he didn't tell me that much about what you all did down
there. He told me about Calvin, Mr. Woolford and some of the people in the
motel. That's all." Carl says in defense.

"Mark, move a little closer please. Carl, you are missing the point of what
I am trying to tell you. Talking about a trip and people and places if fine.
Getting into the personal aspect is wrong. I know Mark told you personal
things or you never would have mentioned he and I being gay. Would you?" Lee
asks.

"You are right Sir. I see what you mean. But I am not going to go around
telling people about it." Carl says.

"I never thought that you would Carl. That was the last thing on my mind.
Mark, do you understand what I am trying to tell you and Carl?" Lee asks.

Mark whimpers, "Yes Sir, I'm sorry."

Taking Mark's hands Lee pulls him towards him and asks Carl to change seats.
Mark sits down beside his uncle and Lee knew he was ashamed and embarrassed.
Putting his arms around his shoulders, he lifts his face and softly kisses
him on the lips as Carl watches his eyes wide.

"Mark baby, I love you and I'm not just fussing at you. I only want you to
be safe and careful. Carl would never betray you but there are others that
would believe me." Lee says tenderly.

Mark snuggles closer to his uncle and say's "I love you Uncle Lee. I won't
do it again, I promise. Forgive me?"

Carl is awestruck at seeing the tenderness and devotion displayed between
the two. Leaning forward, he places his hand on Marks knee and say's "Mark,
you are a really lucky guy. I wish I had someone that loves me like your
uncle does, someone I could talk with like him."

"Carl, anytime you feel the need to talk with someone, call me. I may not
have all of the answers but sometimes it just helps to have a shoulder to
cry on." Lee says.

"Thank you Sir. Are we still driving to Philadelphia on Friday? Mark
mentioned something about a change in your plans." Carl says.

"Yes Carl. I want to leave by 8o'clock. My company called while we were in
Louisville and they want the equipment I picked up back as fast as I can get
it there. We will have to drive straight through to be there by between 6 to
7PM. That means I will need your help in driving. Is that going to be any
problem for you?" Lee explains.

"No sir, I'll be ready when you want to leave. Mom has most of my stuff
packed already."

Mark had been laying against his uncle's chest listening as they talked and
sitting up he said, "I wish I was going with you."

"You will sport, sooner then you think. Go wash your face, your mom and dad
just drove in. Carl, go with him, please." Lee says.

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