Date: Mon, 16 Nov 2009 17:56:22 -0600 From: Chris Kontopoulos Subject: My Uncle Joe - Part 1 Disclaimer: This is a work of literary fiction. Any similarity between the characters and actual people, places, or events is coincidental. This story contains graphic descriptions of fictitious, sexually charged activity between family members. If you are under 18 years old (Or 21 in some areas) or if it is illegal where you live to read material of this nature, please stop reading this work. If erotic works easily offend you or if you think you will be offended by the nature of this story please direct yourself to a different site, Thank you. I had always been sexually advanced for my age, I discovered masturbation when I was 5 years old and even though I did not yet ejaculate I could make myself have massive dry orgasms daily. I also discovered that I had a perverted side that came out when I was horny or jacking my dick. It started with my dad actually, we would shower together like most small boys do, but I distinctly remember staring, mesmerized at his thick, hairy, uncut cock. I loved it, and would often play with it, or at least try before being scolded. I also liked it when he would wash my little package and I sprung a hard on almost every time, He was shocked the first time and after getting over his pride that his sun not only could get a massive hard on but that it was sizable for my age, he told me it was bad to show my dick off and be "boisterous". So for years I didn't, I would jerk off in bathrooms after seeing a teacher pee, or cum myself when grandpa came to town and took his long baths. Until one weekend that changed my entire sexual life....for good My uncle Joe was the youngest of 12 kids on my mothers side, he was wild and know to love his partying, what that was I wasn't sure but I heard it enough. He was never married but had a daughter, Rachel, with a woman who gave birth and signed her rights away to pursue acting in LA. He worked at the Board of Trade and lived on the west side of Chicago in an apartment complex. My mother was really close to Joe from growing up as the youngest girl in their family. So when she was called to a business trip last minute and my dad was out of town she called Joe who was delighted to have me over? I never got to see him outside of family gathering, which were stuffy for everyone, so I wasn't sure how to act or what to expect. I arrived at 6pm on Friday night and had to walk myself in, seeing as my mother was late for a flight, and by the time I made it up the steps, Joe was there with the door open for me. "Hey dude! What's up?" he asked smiling. "Not too much Uncle Joe, I....". "Hey, none of that shit, call me Joe" he interrupted closing the door behind me. That's when I noticed the smell coming from the glass in his hand, alcohol definitely, I knew this even at 11 years old, and anyone in my family would. "Ok, Joe" I said, even though it didn't feel right. Looking around the apartment was nice, if you ignored the mess everywhere. But he was a bachelor, no wife to clean, so I ignored it. Well, that wasn't the only reason I ignored it, Joe had an amazing body, an athlete, always was, and he was only 32 years old. His frame looked even better now, wearing a tank top that was worn so much it was see through and briefs that outlined his massive package. I couldn't help looking when he said, "Hey pal, my eyes are up here" with a wink, "you can put your bags there by the couch, and sorry but the living rooms gunna be your crash pad". I nodded and obeyed totally embarrassed. "Oh and don't mind me if I come home acting a little funny" he added, smirking. Once I settled Joe came out and said, "How does my ass look in these jeans, bud?" I didn't know what to say, it looked great, strong, round and very hot, my cock began to rise in my shorts. He noted the long pause and shift of my package and laughed out, "Holy shit you really are gay little man, I was kidding" he was still laughing, not mockingly though, as if I had said the obvious, "I'm getting some pussy tonight, don't wait up!". The door slammed and I was alone with the couch and TV, and my growing dick. I got up to find a movie and when I opened the cabinet found a treasure trove of porn instead. I riffled through and found one with the most cock and least vagina in it and put it on, gangbang slut four. It got me hot to see the woman being used and even more to see the men cheer each other on. Just as I was getting warmed up, I had a beer open I had talked from the kitchen and some lotion to use for lube, I threw off all my shorts and tee shirt and sprawled nude across the couch. Just as the back guy was cumming inside the slut (as she was called) The door flew open and my uncle Joe came tumbling in with a friend I vaguely recognized as his Mexican neighbor and fellow single dad. They were very clearly wasted and when they saw me Joe got a look in his eyes I hadn't seen before. "Dave, go set up the pipe, we will be in soon", his friend nodded n stumbled to the bedroom. My uncle turned to face me fully, locking his. His expression was unlike anything I had ever seen, lustful hunger, mixed with racing thoughts and animalistic desire. Not to mention the smirk on his face. I noticed that his cock was rock hard and was pushing outward from his jeans, perfectly outlined by the denim. "What were you doing, bud?" he asked, still smirking. I froze, I had no idea what to say, I just looked back at him dumbfounded, did he not know? He cleared his throat, "I said, what were you doing when I walked in, boy?" I looked down, "I....I....I...." was all I could say. His expression changed, softened a bit. "Just say it Matt, I just need to hear you say it out loud". I took a breath and muttered, "I was jerking my dick, uncle". He smiled wider, "Why?", Confused I said, "What do you....". "Stop fucking around!!!!! We are past that boy, tell me why you were rubbing your little prick". Shocked I just let out what was forefront in my mind, the truth. "It feels pretty good when I do and it lets me have my dirty thoughts and get them out for awhile." He cocked his head, "What are these dirty thoughts?" I looked down and mumbled "Mommy says what I do is bad and so does daddy, I want to play with other penises, especially daddy's but he says that is bad to think, so I jack off when I have urges like that." Joes face lit up as I told him this deep, dark secret. "Well, bud, you know what that means don't you?" I shook my head. "It means" he said, "that you're a pervert and a slut". He smiled wide after stating this fact and I almost started to cry, but he stopped me. "Matt, that's not a bad thing" he stated, pouring another drink, "I'm a huge pervert and I love it, its good to start young too, don't worry, ill show you". I didn't understand but I stammered out the only thing they taught us in school, "Only a doctor should touch me down there". He laughed, "Don't worry buddy, I'm a doctor, and I'm going to make you feel very, very good" he took a large gulp of his cocktail, "And you are going to love every minute of it". I started to feel my dick swell at the thing Joe was saying to me, and the way that he was so drunk he didn't care to even sugar coat it. He looked down and smiled, grabbing his own enormous cock. "Now, Matt, take out that little boy dick and show me how u jack off, and tell me everything you are thinking about, in detail!" he moved to sit next to me on the couch, and put his arm around my shoulder. "If you don't, you will get a spanking...with my belt, understand?" I nodded and he took another gulp of his drink, "But don't be shy, it makes your uncles cock wet to hear you talk about your dad, I wont judge you, if you wont judge me, deal" Again I nodded. "Good" he declared, "now show me how you rub your prick buddy".