Date: Mon, 10 Oct 2016 15:45:25 +0000 (UTC)
From: Wolf Pomo <pomowolf74@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Uncle John (Gay/Adult Youth, oral, anal, b/M

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their
sexuality.  It contains graphic scenes of sex between
consenting underage boy and adult males...  If this type of
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                  My Uncle John
                       By
                      Wolf

	My father and his brother were very close.  They spent
a lot of time with each other.  He was almost like another
member of the family.  But Uncle John had a beach home at
Belmont Shores, California.  Belmont Shores is located
between Long Beach and Seal Beach.  When I was 10-years-
old my parents wanted to take a second honeymoon on a
Caribbean cruise, so Uncle John offered to look after me
during their absence.

	I was thrilled at the prospect for spending a couple of
week on the beach.  It promised to be a great adventure.
Uncle John picked us up in San Fernando Valley and we saw
my parents off at LA X airport, before taking the 405 Freeway
to his home.  It had built during the 1920's and restored and
upgraded during the eighties.

	Being an old beach homes the property were only 25
by 50 foot lots.  They were simply built to be summer homes
for families, so they were small.  The garage was on the
ground floor and a wash room behind the garage, and the
living quarters were on the second and third floor.  The
second floor was the living room, kitchen/dining area, also a
bathroom and on the third floor was two bedrooms and
separate bathrooms.  That way the children would have their
own bathroom.  Uncle John was single, so the extra bedroom
was simply his guest room.  The master bedroom was in the
front of the house giving him a great view of Long Beach
Harbor.

	It was about 8:00 O'clock so Uncle John suggested that
we eat dinner out.  We walked to a small little Mom and pop
restaurant for dinner.  While we were eating and man
dressed casually in shorts and Hawaiian print shirt.  He had
sun glasses perched on top of his head, as he approached our
table and addressed Uncle John with a comment that went
over my head at the time.  From the look on Uncle John's face
told me he didn't appreciate the comment.  He told the man
that I was his nephew.  The man apologized and left the
restaurant.  I chose not to question Uncle John about the
man's comment until we were walking home.

	When we were walking home I asked, "What did it
mean when that man asked you if you were going in for
twinkers now?"

	Uncle John was reluctant to answer my question, but I
pressed him to answer the question, so he relented, "He is a
gay friend of mine and he was asking me if I was having sex
with young boys now."

	I had to think about the comment.  I had heard guys
talking about certain guys being gay or fagots, so I had an
idea what that entailed, but had never suspected that my
uncle was gay.  I was quietly contemplating the implications
on the rest of the way back to the house.

	When we were in the living room, looking out the
window at the parade of people walking the street I noticed
that there were a mixed group of people walking in front of
his house.  There were young couples holding hand like young
lovers, old couples that looked very comfortable with each
other, and I noticed several couples of men that also looked
very chummy.  Some were even clinging to each other.  I
turned to Uncle John and asked, "Can I ask, are you gay?"

	Uncle John reluctantly said, "Yes...Does that bother
you?"

	I looked at his eyes, "I had no idea that you were gay!
What do guys do?"

	Uncle John asked, "Are you sure you want to know how
men make love to each other?"

	The more I thought about it the more the idea of
having sex with my favorite uncle appealed to me.  "Yes...and
I would love for you to show me how to do it."

	Uncle John said, "David if I teach you, you can't tell
anyone!"

	"I won't tell anyone!"

	"Come here then and sit on my lap."

	I turned my back on the window and crossed the room
to stand in front of my uncle.  He ran his hands up and down
the sides of my body from thighs to underarms before he
pulled me down onto his lap and he kissed me on the mouth.
While he was kissing me he was running his hand all over my
chest.  He started unbuttoning my sports shirt, and pulling it
out of my pants.  He removed the shirt one arm at a time.
Then he pulled my T-shirt out of my pants and over my head.
After discarding the T-shirt he kissed me again and started
flicking my nipples with his finger.  That was breathtakingly
erotic.  I was developing a boner as if my dick had a mind of
its own.

	My uncle started unbuckling my belt and unbuttoned
the top button before pulling down my zipper.  He lifted me
to my feet long enough to slip my pants and underwear out
from under my butt.  When I was seating on his lap again he
reached down to pulled the shoe laces and remove my shoes.
He even removed my socks.  Then he removed my pants and
underwear.

	I felt very vulnerable sitting on his lap completely
naked.  My uncle ran his hand up and down my inner thighs.
My little cock as standing straight up with a boner, like I had
never experienced before.  It was about as big around as
Uncle John's thumb and it was double the length that I had
ever seen before.  It was at least 6-inches long.

	Uncle John took hold of my genius with two fingers and
his thumb and started pulling on it.  It felt wonderful.  He
continued kissing me.  He had a beard and it tickled me when
he kissed me.  I had never felt anything like that before.  Just
when I thought I couldn't stand it any longer, he stopped
playing with my dick and laid me across his lap, and leaned
over and took my dick into his mouth and started sucking on
it hard.  He kept doing it no matter what I said.  Just when I
thought it was hurting something happened and I felt like
something warm went through my body.  When I recovered I
asked my uncle what happened and he told me I had just
experienced my first dry cum.

	Uncle John placed me on my feet and stood up.  He led
me up the stairs to his bedroom in the nude.  When we were
by his bed he invited me to help take his clothes off.

	I started unbuttoning his shirt for him.  He was not
wearing an undershirt.   While I was doing that he was
unbuckling his belt and pants.  While he was unzipping his
pants he was using his toes to pull off his shoes.  When he
pulled down his pants, he stepped out of them one leg at a
time.  He was wearing white boxer shorts.  A simple tug on
the flap and the two snaps popped open and when he
released the flaps the shorts fell to the floor around his feet.
When he stepped out of them he was as naked as me.  Uncle
John was as tall as my dad.  They looked a lot alike, but seeing
him completely naked for the first time I studied what he
looked like very carefully.

	John was a little overweight with a substantial pot belly
and his body was covered with dark hair.  It was thickest on
his chest, back and around his cock.  His highs were as big
around as my waist and his legs were covered in dark hair.  I
was particularly interested in what his cock looked like.  His
cock was 6 or 7 inches long and it was almost a big around as
a beer can.  The knob was partially covered with foreskin but
not all of it though.  His balls were covered in hair and the
hung low like two Robben's eggs in a sack with a seam down
the middle.  The pubic hair above his cock was thick and
trailed all the way up to his navel.

	He sat on his bed and pulled me close and pulled my
head down to one of the nipples on his chest.  When I opened
my mouth to suck on a nipple, I got a mouth full of hair.  I
sucked on his nipple as long as he wanted.  He took hold of
my hair and pulled my head around to his armpit.  I smelled
the sweat trapped in his hair, and he told me to lick his
armpit.  I didn't understand why but doing so gave me
another hard-on.

	When he had enough of that he forced me to my knees
between his legs.  I admired his cock and balls.  I wished mine
looked like that.  My face was only inches away from his cock.
I could smell his meat.  There was sweat, and laundry soap
smell as well as the ammonia of urine.  He pulled the foreskin
back to expose all off his knob.  He wiped the wet knob
against my lips.  When I opened my mouth it was all I could
do to get it in my mouth without scraping it with my teeth.
Before I knew it my nose was buried in that thick mat of dark
smelly hair.  Between me bobby my head up and down and
him humping my mouth it didn't take long and he squirted a
lot of white cum into my mouth.  It was all I could do to
swallow it all.  He was telling me swallow it boy while
pumping squirt after squirt into my mouth.

	I was tired and my jaw aced from holding it open that
long, so we lay on the bed and he covered us up.  It felt
wonderful nestled in his arm and his lip cock resting against
my butt.  We slept late the next day.  It was only our bladders
that forced us to get up.

	We held each other's cock while we peed into the
toilet.  It felt so wickedly right to remain naked and smelling
of sweat and cum.  We spent the day eating and playing with
each other's cocks.  I think I had a half-dozen dry orgasms,
and I sucked Uncle John dry as many times.

	That evening he told me, "If you're game I will
introduce you to anal sex."

	I would do anything to please to please my uncle, and
agreed instantly.  It surprised me when he told me that to
prepare me for anal sex he would have to loosen me up first
by giving me an enema.  That frightened me.  I had only had a
couple in my life and had not enjoyed them, but I agreed
anyway.

	He took me into the bathroom and retrieved a red
enema bottle from under the sink, and attached the tube
with a nozzle to the bottle.  he made sure the clamp was
closed before he filled the bottle with look warm water and
hung it on the edge of the shower stall.  He applied Vaseline
to the nozzle and had me bend over as he placed one hand
on my back and guided the nozzle into my asshole.  Once it
was embedded in my ass he released the clamp and I felt my
bowel being filled with water.  Slowly I felt my lower tummy
extend and the pressure increased until I felt like I couldn't
hold it any longer.  John waited until the bottle was empty
before he pulled the nozzle out of my ass.  It was all I could
do to hold it until I was seated on the toilet before I had an
explosive bowel movement.

	When I was finished he cleaned up my ass before
taking back to bed.  He had me kneel at the head of the bed
and cling to the headboard while he applied Vaseline to his
cock.  He placed his hands on my butt and spread it open, and
told me to relax because the more I resisted the more it
would hurt.  With that he pointed his cock at my asshole.  It
did hurt but eventually I grew accustom to it when he started
fucking me.

	A new game was added to our love making.  He even
let me fuck him.  Only he didn't need any lubricant.  I swear
the house smelled of nothing but sex in just a couple of days.

	He had to go to work on Monday, so I had all day to
roam the beach.  I was having fun.  I was living in a bathing
suit all day.  In a couple of days my sunburn turned to a tan,
like a native of the beach.  I noticed an old gray haired man
watching me for a couple of days.  One day I approached him,
"Do you live around here?"

	He blushed through a white beard and said,
"Yes...sonny."

	"I'm staying with my uncle for a couple of weeks.  I am
on my own while he works."

	He smiled, "Would you like to watch some movies on
my TV?"

	"Sure" and I fell in step with him as he led me away
from the beach.  He lived in a small duplex a couple of blocks
from the beach.  The place smelled of 'Bengay' and dust.  It
was a testament to the fact that it lacked a woman's
touch.TV.  It quickly light up in a bright blue before credits
appeared stating that this movie was about two boys visiting
an older man.  The screen showed two boys about my age
walking along the side of a rural road.  They came to a dirt
road that led to an old house in the woods.  When they
knocked on the door a tall man answered and invited them
in.  He offered them something to drink.  The three of them
were sitting on the couch.  Before long the man started
kissing the boys and the boy were pulling off the man's
clothes.

	I was so engrossed in the video that I hardly noticed
that the old man next to me was opening his own pants.  I did
look when he took hold of my wrist and placed my hand on
his warm cock.  I wrapped my hand around it and started
jacking him off.  The man was pleased with me.  It was
difucult keeping my eyes on the action on the screen while I
maneuvered my body around so that I could suck his cock
and still watch the movie.  His cock wasn't much longer than
mine but it was a little bigger around, but I was able to get it
all in my mouth with no trouble.  I sucked his cock until he
squirted cum into my mouth.

	The next day after Uncle John went to work I headed to
the beach facing Naples land because it is not affected by the
ocean waves.  I was enjoying playing in the cold water.  At
one point I was standing in water up to my chest when
another boy about my age approached me.  He was standing
very close when he said, "My name is Lucas, what is your
name?"  At the same time his hand brushed across the front
of my trunks.

	I simply said, "Davis" without flinching.

	This time when his hand brushed against my crotch he
took hold of my penis.  I still didn't object, so he stuffed his
hand down the front of my trunks and started jacking me off.
It didn't take long and I had a dry orgasm right there in the
cold water.

	I couldn't believe that I had allowed him to jack me off
with hundreds of people on the beach and in the water.  I
quickly looked around to see if anyone had seen what he did
to me.  No one seemed to even notice what he did.

	He said, "Would you like to come home with me?"

	"Sure"

	We exited the water, gathered up our towels and
walked a few blocks to his home.  When we entered he yelled
out, "I'm home Mom!"

	A woman came into the room wiping her hands on a
dish towel.  "Who is your friend?"

	"This is David"

	"Would you boys like something to eat?"

	"Sure Mom, we will be in my room."

	He led me to hid room and proceeded to show me his
collection of remote control cars.  Shortly his mother knocked
on the door and announced that she had our lunch.  Lucas
opened the door and his mother had a tray with two plates
with sandwiches, chips and glasses of milk.

	I hadn't realized how hungry I was until I saw the food.
His mother left the room, saying have fun, as she closed the
door behind her.  We were sitting on his bed while we ate.  As
soon as we finished Lucas put the plates and glasses on his
desk.  Then he pulled down his trunks and showed me his
dick.  He was old enough to have pubic hair above his dick.
His dick was cut and bigger than mine.

	I asked, "What about your, Mother?"

	"My mother won't bother us."

	He stood there in front of me jacking off for a moment.
The he pulled me to my feet and pulled my trunks down.  I
had to step out of them to be completely naked. He stood
there in front of me so close that he could wrap his hand
around both of our dick at the same time and jack us off.  He
also placed his other arm around me and kissed me.  Before
we had an orgasm he sat me down again and stuck his cock
right in my face.  I opened my mouth and sucked his cock
until he grabbed my head and squirted cum into my mouth.
Then he knelt before me and sucked me until I had another
dry cum.

	We eventually put our trunks back on and he walked
me to the door.  His mother even said, "Come back anytime
David, you're always welcome."

	That was the best two weeks I ever spent.  I was
visiting an old man and a boy lose to my age every day and
getting fucked by my uncle every night.  It was disappointing
when my parents came home.

	Uncle John and I picked them up at the airport, and
they both commented that I had a better tan than them.

	Later that week Dad came into my room while Mother
was shopping.  He sat on my bed and said Uncle John told me
all about how much fun you had staying at the beach.

	I stood there stunned, not knowing what my uncle had
told him.  Dad pulled me close and kissed me on the mouth at
the same time he stuck his hand in my pants and took hold of
my cock.  I couldn't believe it.

	That was the beginning for my becoming my Father
and Uncle's boy toy.



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