Date: Sat, 31 Jul 2004 21:16:57 -0500
From: Ryan Scott <ryanscott@mail.com>
Subject: Right of Passage (Ryan Scott) (b/M) [1 of 1]

Right of Passage

By Ryan Scott

(b/m)

You know all the rules, if you are not supposed to be reading this, then
why are you here? If you are looking for a story with sex in every seen,
then you probably won't like this story, but if you can wait a while, it
is a good story. This story is a work of my imagination, although actual
events and places inspire it.

I should start by telling a little about me. I was 31 when this story
took place, I am pretty athletic and in shape, I've always been in the
martial arts, If you take a look at some of my other stories, you'll
learn a lot more. Most noted my story "My Years as a Boy". I'm not very
tall about 5-9; my hair cut short, reddish brown with blue eyes. My hair
was a lot lighter when I was young. I'll let my description of Cole tell
you the rest;

Cole is my nephew. The thing about Cole that has always made him a little
special to me is that he could pass for my identical twin when I was his
age. His father has actually seen pictures of me at his age and wondered
where that picture of his son came from. Cole was now 11 years old, and
only a couple of months away from being 12. It continued to amaze me, as
he went through changes that he still looked identical to me at his age.
He hit puberty about the same time I did at the early age of 10. I
watched him transform over a year from a clean buzz cut well dressed kid
with a squeaky voice, to a long haired, pants hanging around his knees
kid with a deepening voice that refuses to get his hair cut. My brother
in-law made him get a trim when his hair reached his shoulders, and that
is about the length it stayed. I was looking through some old pictures,
when I found my 7th grade picture, a time that I also had long hair. When
I saw it, it shocked me because again, it could have easily been him. I
had to smile as I looked at it, because I knew he would get a kick out of
it. The following weekend, My sister called me and asked if I could pick
Cole up from little league practice. I took the picture with me to show
it to him. When he got in the car, I said to him,

"Here Cole, Take a look at this", and I handed it to him. He took the
picture and looked at it closely and studied it for a second. "That's me
in 7th Grade."

His only response was "That's Sick!" and with that he handed it back to
me with a smile.

He just couldn't believe after all the changes he went through that he
still looked like me. He had seen all the pictures of me when I was
younger. But that was the first one he saw of me with long hair. Cole was
about 5'-6 with reddish blond hair, blue eyes, and not an ounce of fat.
He had very pale white skin. In the winter you don't notice his freckles
very much, but in the summer he gets them all over. He is one
good-looking kid. At first I didn't really care for the long hair, but
it kind of grew on me after a while. I started getting used to the way
his hair curls up at the ends. It is hard for me to imagine that I was
ever as good looking as he was.

I've always been the ideal Uncle. I had to keep my interest in him on
the low side. My sister is much older than I am, so we were not really
raised together. I have always had an interest in boys since I was pretty
young. My sister was not around when I was growing up, although she has
seen some of the boys that have befriended me over the years, I have
always tried to keep it pretty low key. I have always been Cole's
favorite uncle, but I've always kept somewhat of a distance between us
because he's my sisters' son. My signature move with all of my nephews
is the noogie; I always make it a point to rub their head or tassel their
hair each time I see them. They all anticipate it coming, but I always
keep it random so I can catch them off guard. I also make it a point to
entertain them with a new magic trick every now and then. They will beg
me sometimes for months before I will show it to them, but only after
they promise never to show anyone. Over the years, I wished I co uld have
been more a part of Cole's life. I remember very well what it is like to
be his age, and hitting puberty at such a young age, but I always kept my
distance.

Cole had started getting in trouble. There was a 14-year-old girl that
was chasing him around. My Sister and Brother in law were having a fit.
They banned him from the phone and the computer. He was forbidden to talk
to this girl. You have to remember he was only 11. I don't blame my
sister and brother in law for being upset, but even so. He was continuing
to get in trouble. Most girls are looking at older boys, not younger
boys. So after a few weeks of this, I stopped over for a visit, and I
told my brother in law,

"Let me talk to him, I straighten him out real good"

He said, "Go ahead, be my guest, he sure is not listening to me."

I said, "why don't you let me take him for the weekend?"

"Probably be good to get him away from here anyhow" He said.

It wasn't long after that, that Cole and I were in my car on the way
back to my house on a Friday night. I had decided to take him on the
"torture trip". That is what I call it, because for a first timer, it is
torture. This was going to be a special trip. What I would call a Right
of Passage. This isn't the first time I had taken a boy on this trip. It
is quit an ordeal. It is a two-day canoe trip, and the first day is about
a 4 hour run with a lot of obstacles, it can take twice that long if you
don't know what you are doing, it took me 7 hours the first time I tried
it. Sometimes you are in the water more than in the canoe. There are a
lot of roots under the black water, and with a fully loaded canoe, you
get stuck quite a bit. I made sure that he understood that it would be
difficult for the first day, but he was pretty excited about it just
being him and me on the trip. He also knew that I would be giving him,
"the talk." I don't think he was too thrilled about that, but I think he
had already been through this with his dad, so how bad could I be right?
Boy was he going to be in for a shock.

When we got home, I set up the spare bedroom for him. Then I decided I
would show him one of my favorite movies before we went to bed. I got out
my DVD of Stand by me, and put it in. The thing I think is so great about
that movie is it is really a carbon copy of my own life at that age. Of
course my part would have been Chris (River Phoenix). There was too much
language in it for him to watch it at home. His mom would have a killed
me if I had brought it over. He really liked the movie a lot. After the
movie, it was getting late, so we headed for bed. As he turned to go into
his room, he said,

"So you're not going to lecture me on my girlfriend?"

"Nope, I don't even want you to think about that. We'll talk tomorrow
night after we set up camp. In the mean time, I just want you to have a
good time. You know what to expect tomorrow right?"

"I think so, is it really as hard as you said?"

"Don't think of it as being hard. It can be a lot of fun if you like
getting wet. We will have to work as a team; it takes two people working
together to reach the camp. The first two hours will be the worst. Then
it will start to get easier."

"I've never done something like this, it sounds cool!"

"Try to get a good nights sleep, it will be a long day tomorrow."

"Okay Uncle Ryan, Good night"

"Night Buddy."

We both went to sleep. It was really hard for me to sleep. I had been on
this trip with two other boys, both of them about the same age as Cole
was. I knew the effect this trip had on boys, by the time nightfall came,
Cole would be my best friend. Then it would be my job to get him to open
up to me. Regardless of what happens, we would always be friends after
this.

The next day, we woke up and took turns in the bathroom. While Cole was
in the shower, I got out the waterproof canoe bags, and packed our stuff.
A 6-man dome tent, fold up table and chairs, flashlight, lantern,
aluminum pan, aluminum foil, and charcoal. Then I filled the cooler with
some thin cut frozen chicken breast, a can of mixed vegetables, a small
jar of tomato past, some club crackers, cracker barrel cheese, a bag of
combos, some fruit bars, some milk, small boxes of cereal, a half-gallon
of water, some plates, mugs and silverware. I had plans too bring a
little alcohol, not enough to get drunk, but maybe enough to make him
feel a little special, and enough to take away his inhibitions. I found
some blackberry coolers that barley tasted like anything alcoholic. I
poured them into another jug, so it just looked like juice. I'd tell him
it was some special bug juice. (In case you don't know, bug juice is
just about any juice you drink on a camping trip. A lot of time s it is
cool aid)

I had learned from previous trips that it was best to start the trip a
little late. The latest you could arrive was 2:00pm. If you put in late,
chances are you will not ever see another soul until the second day of
the trip. It was about an hour and a half ride to the river. This was
state owned land, and it is something like a million acres. Once you get
on the river, it is completely silent; the only thing you hear is the
paddle in the water, and the occasional sound of a locus buzzing in the
distance. Once at the canoe rental place, We put our gear in the bus, and
took about another 45-minute ride to our destination at the very top of
the river. Where we put in, the river was only about 4 feet wide and
ankle deep. It was about 2:30pm when we got in the canoe and started to
paddle. The bus pulled away. After only a couple minutes, We were
scraping the bottom, and we had to get out of the canoe and walk it about
a half-mile. We both had on sandals, you have to have something on your
feet, because the bottom depending on where you are is made of ether
small stones, sometimes sand, and of course in some places mud. There are
roots under the water everywhere. Where we were, it was a mixture of Sand
and small stones. The stones continuously get under your feet inside the
sandals and poke your feet.

"This is Crazy", Cole said as he ran his finger under his foot to get out
some of the stones. "Is this what the whole think is like?"

"No, this is nothing, wait till we get a little further." I replied

"It's it worse than this?"

"You'll see, remember I told you it would be hard. Don't let it get to
ya. It will get better in a couple miles."

We reached a place where the water started to get deeper and we got back
in the canoe. Then we both stuck our feet in the water to try and shake
out some of the stones. The river was now about 8 foot wide, but there
was a lot of brush hanging over the edges. The river makes a lot of sharp
turns, and it is not easy to stay out of the brush in some places. I told
Cole if we start drifting into the brush to hold his paddle between his
hands in front of his face to keep the brush from scraping him. Even so,
he got scrapped pretty good a couple times.

"WHAT THE HELL!, KEEP ME OUT OF THAT STUFF!" he yelled at me.

"I'm doing the best I can, try not too let it get to you".

"Are you serious? Can we go back?"

"Sorry buddy, we out here all alone now" just as I said that, the back of
the canoe went into the brush and almost knocked me out of the canoe.

"Shhhhiiiiiit!"

He turned back and laughed at me "How do you like it?"

"Go ahead, keep on laughing, I'm the one that's steering!"

"This is Nuts! I can't believe you talked me into this."

"When we are done this trip, You're going to be begging me to take you
again"

"Noooo waaaaay!!!"

As we got a little further down, the river got to about its maximum width
of about 12 feet. The water is like a big black mirror. The hug pine
trees on both sides reflecting off the water. There were many fallen
trees lying across the river. Some of them just under the water line and
some of them a couple of feet above the water. There is a lot of ducking
under trees, and branches. Cole started to calm down a little and was
getting into a rhythm of paddling. It is a definite learning experience.
I'd say about every 200 feet or so, the canoe would hit a root or tree
under the water line and we would get stuck. Most of the time all you
have to do is reach out and put your foot on what you are stuck on. By
taking the extra weight out of the canoe, you can push off what you are
stuck on. Since Cole was in front of me, he had to do it first, then
after he'd sit back in the canoe, then it was my turn, until we got off
of the object. The first day is always a lot worse because the water is
shallow and the weight of the cooler lowers the canoe in the water. With
all the gear, it adds about another 100 pounds to the canoe. That is just
fine until you come to a tree that is one foot off the water. When that
happens, the only way pass is to lift the canoe over the tree. That is
hard enough when the water is shallow, but very difficult when the water
is deep. The first one we came too was just like that. The water was
deep, and we had a hell of a time getting it over the tree. The tree was
about 15 inches around, and there was one broken off branch sticking out
of the side about a foot long.

"Cole, time to get in the water"

"Okay, let me take off my shirt." He took it off exposing his perfect
pale skin with a few dark freckles on his shoulders. He through the shirt
on top the cooler.

"Take your time, don't tip the canoe when you get out."

He stood up, grabbed onto the branch sticking off the side of the tree.
And lowered his foot into the water. His leg went down as far as he could
reach, but he didn't touch bottom.

"It's deep," He said.

"Just hold onto that branch and lower yourself in."

I watched as he lowered himself in the water, it went all the way up to
his chin. I knew this was going to be tuff, but it had to be done.

I stuck my foot out and reached down. There was no bottom. I placed a
hand on each side of the canoe, and hopped over the side. It was only
about waste deep where I was standing, and they're where all kinds of
different size roots under the water. When Cole took a step back, the
water was over his head.

"See if you can hold onto the branch and get the front of the canoe up on
the tree" he tried a couple times, but the canoe was just too heavy for
him. As I made my way forward, there were many large roots in front of my
legs. I climbed up on them and now just my legs were under water.

"Try again, I can get under it and help you a little. Ready, we'll do it
on three. One...two...Three." We both pushed and got the front on top
of the tree. "Now, just a little at a time, ready one...two...three, we
gave it another shove. After a few more we had it half way. But now I had
lost my leverage. I had to hop down into the water.

"Cole, get on the other side, and pull down on the front."

He swam under the tree, and I watched as he sprung up out of the water
and grabbed the front of the canoe and hung on it. Then the front of the
canoe dropped down to the water. I could now grab the branch and I pushed
as he pulled until the canoe fell into the water. We swam with the canoe
a little further, and the water became shallow enough to get back in the
canoe.

"Uncle Ryan, how many times will we have to do that?"

"Don't worry buddy that was the worst one. The rest will be easy. I
think there are two more."

We decided to stop and take a break at the next beach we saw. Most of the
time the sides are just filled with bushes over hanging the sides, but
every so often, there are small sandy beaches on the side.

"Cole, hand me a water bottle and a fruit bar out of the cooler." He
opened the cooler and looked in.

"What's this red juice, can I have some of that?"

"No, that is for later. I think there is some Gatoraid in there if you
want that. What do you think so far?"

"It's not so bad; I am getting used to it."

"Ahhh, so your starting to come around huh?"

He tried to hide his grin, "It's all right, but I don't want to do it
again."

"We'll see, you'll be begging me to come back. "

"No way!" he said even trying to hide a bigger grin.

The top of the river is the hardest. We had a lot more obstacles, but
nothing as hard as the first tree. After about four hours, I was looking
for the camp, although I always make it a point not to stay at the camp,
but it is the only landmark to go by. The sight I camp on is about a
half-mile before the camp on the opposite side. I learned after the first
year that the park ranger comes to the regular camp every night to make
sure the campers are following the rules. It's a dam good thing he
couldn't see in the tent when he came or I probably wouldn't be writing
this right now, but that's another story. I thought I recognized the
hill where my sight was, but everything looks the same, so I just kept
going till I reach the camp. As usual, I start to get worried that I
might have passed it.

"Well, we've been on for four hours now; we should have been there by
now."

"Do you think we passed it?"

"I don't think so, we'll just keep going for a while. We can always
just stop and camp somewhere." Just as I was getting out the last word, I
saw the wood sign for the camp. Then I could see 2 dome tents at the top
of the sandy beach, and a little further down two canoes pulled out of
the water.

"Okay, hold up. We have to turn around and go back a little."

"Were not going there?"

"No, I have a better spot. It is back around the bend."

We started to paddle back upstream. It is always a lot more work to go
against the water. We paddled back around the bend there was a sharp turn
in the river to the left, and a few hundred feet down on the left, there
is a cut out of the side of a hill from erosion. The hill is about a 30
feet wide made of sand, and has a water hole at the bottom of it. It's
like a little privet swimming area.

"This is it, get out and pull the canoe out of the water."

We both hopped out and pulled up the canoe. We were at the bottom of
about a 2-story sand hill. It leveled out on top and had a nice flat area
about 40 feet around with trees surrounding it. We had to haul everything
up the hill, and start to set up camp. It took us about an hour to get
everything ready. When we were done. We had the 12-foot dome tent set up.
There was a 3x3-table set up in front of it with the two chairs on each
side of it. (You know the kind that fold up that everyone brings to
parades) Right next to the tent I tied a clothesline between two trees.
We rolled out the self-inflating air mattresses in the tent, and unrolled
the sleeping bags. I told him to find some dry clothes, and hang the wet
stuff on the line. As he was in the tent changing, I got out the aluminum
pan and put the charcoal in it, and lit it. I looked over to the tent,
and noticed that Cole had closed the flaps. This kid was going to take
some work. I continued what I was doing and I took two pieces of aluminum
foil about 15 inches long and laid them on the table. I then took the
boneless chicken breast and laid 2 on each foil. Then I used my trusty
old pen knife to open the can of mixed veggies, just as I was finishing
that he came out of the tent in just a pair of black nylon shorts that
made his skin seem even whiter.

"Where should I take a piss at?" he asked as he was squeezing his penis
through the front of his shorts

I thought real quick "come on, I'll show you where the bathroom is" I
walked about 15 feet behind the tent next to a big tree.

"This is it, right here" as I pulled down the front of my pants and
started going. "What you waiting for, no need to be shy around your
uncle" he slowly lowered the front of his pants. This was the first time
I had ever seen him naked. He started to pee.

"No no no, not there, over here on the tree"

He quickly moved closer to me and put his stream on the tree. I noticed
him taking a good look at my dick, and I took a good look at his too. Man
this kid was so beautiful. He was practically naked in front of me. He
had a flat six pack, and I could see the lines that formed a V down to
his crotch. Just at the base of his dick was a small patch of bright red
hair, it was more red than the hair on his head. His cock about 2 inches
soft, and a good width. I imagine if he is anything like me at his age.
It would stretch out to about 5 inches.

"Why on the tree?" He asked.

"Because when I walk out here in the middle of the night to take a piss,
I want to make sure I am not walking in your pee", and with that he let
out a quick chuckle. We both finished and shook off.

"You ready to cook diner?"

"Ya, what are we having?"

"Have you ever had a foil meal?"

"No, what's that?"

"Well I'm going to let you make your own, it is real easy. Just copy
what I do. Let me go put on some dry shorts, and then I'll show you."

I went into the tent and found some shorts and put them on. Then I came
out and put my bathing suit on the line.

"okay" are you ready? Just copy what I do"

I took the can of mixed veggies, and used a fork to scoop about half the
can on my foil then handed it to him. Then I opened the Ragu spaghetti
sauce and put about 4 spoons on tops the chicken and veggies.

"Be careful don't put to much of this on, or it will make it explode."
He followed and put about the same on.

"Now watch how I fold this, you have to seal in all the juices." We
folded the foil into nice little packs, and then walked over the coals to
lay them on top.

"Just lay it on there, and we will have to flip them in about 20 minutes"

I looked at my watch it was it was 7:45pm. We brought the chairs over to
the fire, and sat and watched the foils as they started to hiss and
steam. I got up and walked over to my bag and pulled a small radio out
and put it on the table.

"What do you want to listen to?

"Let me see what I can find" He spent about the next five minutes
searching the stations.

"Anything but rap" I said as he hesitated on a rap station. "Wait, leave
that one on, that's good" it was the song Torn by Creed

"Awe come on Uncle Ryan, I hate Creed"

"It'll be over in minute, besides, I think that's the only station we
will both will agree on."

Now the tunes where playing in the background. We both sat and waited for
the meals. At 8:30 we picked them up with some sticks and took them over
to the table, and we both were scarfing it down like it was the best
thing in the world, and it really is quite good.

"Man, this is so good, where'd you learn to make this stuff?" he asked.

"It's the easiest thing to make on a camping trip. There is no clean up,
you learn that pretty fast in the boy scouts"

"Did you come here when you were a scout"

"Well, not this trip, but we did camp around here a lot"

We sat and talked about all kinds of things for the next half-hour,
Baseball, Basketball, what video games he liked, you name it. Then the
next thing you know it was getting pretty dark. I got the lantern out and
put it on the table and lit it.

"Your not getting tired yet are you, because the night it just getting
started."

"No way, what's next?"

"It's just about time that you and me had that talk that we're supposed
to have."

"aaawww come on, do we have too?"

"Come on buddy, have you ever known me not to make something fun? Pick up
the chairs, and carry them over the top of the hill, I'll be right
there."

I grabbed a citronella candle, then grabbed the bug juice (alcohol) and a
couple of mugs out of the cooler. Then I made my way over to the edge of
the hill overlooking the river. We set the chairs right at the top, and I
put the candle between us on the ground and lit it.

"What's that for?"

"That's just to keep the mosquitoes away, and this is some special bug
juice I made just for you."

"What is it?"

"Taste it, he took the cup and took a swig."

"Mmmm, this is good what is it?"

"This is what I call my truth serum bug juice. A few more swigs, and you
wont be able to tell me a lie." I told him as I took a big swig myself.

"What about you, you won't be able to lie ether."

"That's okay, I'm not planning on lying. Now I want you to drink that
whole cup, and we will get started."

"Your full of it Uncle Ryan"

"Okay, you don't have to believe me, we'll see in a few minutes."

"Okay, here goes the whole thing" and he drunk the whole cup in one gulp.
"Are we ready now?"

"Well, how about we take a little swim first?"

"Okay, that sounds good to me, let me get my suit"

"Na, leave it on the line, let it dry for tomorrow, we don't need suits,
were in the middle of nowhere." With that I stood up and pulled off my
shorts and headed towards the water. I turned around and looked, he was
just standing by his chair looking at me.

"Come on Cole, I already saw you naked once today."

"Well, not totally." He said with his eyes looking down.

"This is part of the talk buddy, first thing you have to learn is to not
to be embarrass about anything. So come on, lets have a little fun."

He thought about it for a second, then quickly dropped his shorts and ran
down the hill into the water. It was a bright moonlit night, and it was a
beautiful sight.

"That a boy! That's what I'm talking about!" I said with enthusiasm.

I ran in the water behind him, the water in its deepest spot was about up
to my chest. He walked up to me and the water was about up to his chin.
Then he did something that surprised me a little. He pushed off the
bottom and swam on his back so his dick came out of the water right in
front of my eyes.

"See, I'm not embarrassed"

"Well, you got in the water pretty fast" I said grinning at him.

"Does that bug juice really make you tell the truth? I'm feeling a
little funny"

"Funny how? funny good, or funny bad?"

"I guess good"

"Well, it won't make you tell the truth, but it might make it easier to
tell the truth"

"What's in it?"

"It's nothing that'll hurt you. "I'll tell you later what's in it."

"This is really cool Uncle Ryan, I'm glad you brought me."

I dove under the water with my hands out in front of me. I couldn't see
anything, but I felt his leg and grabbed it and stood up. He went under,
and when he came up he started splashing. We got in a splashing war for
about the next 5 minutes, but he had a lot more energy than I did.

"Okay, okay, I give up" I said.

"Say uncle" he said as he kept splashing me in the face.

"UNCLE!, UNCLE!" he stopped splashing. "You're the one that supposed to
be saying uncle you little shit!" I said with a big grin. "Your lucky
I'm not in the mood to chase you or you might be drowning right about
now."

"You can't catch me, you can't catch me, he was saying in the classic
singing way.

I made another quick dive and had his leg again, and he let out a scream.

"NOOOOO! NOOOO!, I WAS JUST KIDDING!. I had a hold of his leg and pulled
him to me. "Come on Uncle Ry, Don't!"

I put him in a head lock and gave him the Noogie, "you know I wouldn't
hurt you ya dope"

"I know", he said.

I let him go, and he was swimming in circles around me for a while. It
seemed that for a little while he forgot he was naked until I asked him
if he was ready to get out and talk.

"Ummm maybe in a few minutes."

"Are you getting embarrassed again?"

"ummm No, well...no"

I figured out pretty quick what the problem was, he had gotten hard in
the cool water, and it only took me a half a second to get hard myself
when I realized what his problem was.

"What's a matter buddy, you have a stiffy under there?"

His face turned about 50 shades of red. "Noooo, I'm just not ready to
get out"

"ya ya, I've heard that one before" here let me show you something. I
pushed back onto my back and my 6 inches came out of the water. I think
his eyes just about popped right out of his head. Then I stood up again.
"It happens to everyone buddy you don't have to be embarrassed about it,
come on, lets see it. He pushed onto his back again. There it was all 5
inches of it. Then he stood up again. I said,

"Come here bud"

"He slowly moved towards me. I put my arm around his shoulder then into a
headlock and noogied his head again. "Now we got nothing to be
embarrassed about right?" He shook his head and reached around behind me
and noogied my head and smiled.

"You ready to get out now?" I repeated.

"Ya, I'm ready." We walked out side by side and worked our way back up
the hill.

"Hold on a second, I'll get you a towel."

I quickly grabbed the towels off the line and handed him one. I put mine
around my waste, and he did the same. Then we went back to the chairs. I
poured us both another cup of juice.

"So tell me about this girl, has she gotten in your pants yet?

"Uncle Ryan! No!"

"Well have you kissed her?"

"It's not like that!"

"What's it like then?"

"We just talk a lot, say a lot of things online"

"But it's about sex, right?"

"Ya, but it is just talk"

"Bud, how old are you again?

"Eleven",

"Now, I want you to listen to me. I'm not your Dad, I'm your uncle, and
your friend, and me and you have always had something special, So I will
tell you some things that no one else is going to tell you, but first I
need you to promise me something."

"What?"

"Everything that happens on this trip, everything that we talk about is
between you and me. It's not for your friends to hear, or anyone else.
Can you promise me that?"

"Yes, I promise"

I love to hear those words, it means things are about to get a whole lot
more interesting.

"I know what it is like to be a Horney 11 year old kid. I was just like
you, I started puberty early just like you, and I remember very well what
it was like. It's almost a shame to start puberty so early, it makes it
hard to relate to your friends, but it doesn't have to be that way.
Listen to what I am telling you, you are too young to mess around with
girls. You are much better off messing around with your friends. The only
thing a girl is going to do for you is take away every thing good in your
life. Listen carefully to this, the minute you let a girl go in your
pants, you will no longer be a boy, you will be a man, and there is no
going back. Everything that you have fun doing now, playing baseball,
playing games with your friends, everything, It will all lose it's
magic. It will no longer be fun. Not too mention that your dad will not
let you out of the house till your 90. If you want to ruin the next 5
years of your life, and never get it back, then keep trying to play
around with that girl. You are too young, boys your age are supposed to
be learning about sex, but they learn about it with each other, not with
girls.

"What do you mean?"

Okay, lets take it from the beginning, Your in puberty, Do you know what
it means to Jerk off?"

He looked away and I saw his face get a little flush again, "Of course"

"Good, so now it is time for you to be honest with me. How old were you
the first time you did it?"

"Huh?"

"Come on, I will be honest with you, I was 10 the first time, what about
you?"

"Well, I just learned about that a few months ago"

"Okay, now, I happened to figure it out myself when I was 10, but a lot
of boys learn it from other boys, how did you learn? Be honest."

"Well, my friend Josh showed me."

I've met Josh. He is 13, and a little bigger than Cole. He is a very
beautiful blue eyed blond kid. He's got a lot of mischief in his blood,
but then that's how Cole is too, so they make good friends.

"How did he show you, did he touch you?"

"Well, not at first, first he just did it to himself, but then he said I
wasn't doing it right, and he grabbed me and showed me the right way."

"And you let him right?"

"Ya, it felt really good, I just let him keep doing it until I started
too feel like I was going to piss. I told him to stop because I had to
pee, but he said, "no you don't, your just getting close to finishing" I
said, "what do you mean?" And he said, "just don't worry and let me keep
doing it." He only did it a little longer, and then the white stuff
started to shoot out, and it felt like pins and needles through my whole
body."

"So Then what happened after that?

"Well, he asked me if I would do it to him, so I did."

"Boy, this truth serum is working real good isn't it?

"No, your just good at talking, I don't want to lie to you"

"That's good buddy, I am glad you feel that way, but you see what I mean
then. Boys learn about sex from each other. Have you done it again since
then?"

"Well, I kind of wanted to, but I think it might be gay. Isn't it gay?"

"Dude, there is no such thing as gay when your eleven. When you are
eleven, the most important thing in life is how many different ways you
can whack off in a day, and there is nothing wrong with that. That is
what boys think about at your age, and they usually find a couple friends
to do it with. Don't worry about being gay. That is something you can't
decide. Some of your friends might wind up being gay in the future, but
for now, the things you learn fooling around with your friends is what
will prepare you for being with a girl when you grow up. Boys need a way
to get rid of all of there sexual energy. So while they're too young to
be with girls, they can learn a lot from each other. Some of the best
friends that you will ever have in your life will be in the next couple
of years. This time in your life only comes once, and it doesn't last
that long. So enjoy it for as long as you can. A girl is what is going to
put an end to it. I recommend you make it last as long a s you can,
because you will never have the chance to make such good friends again."

As I was talking to Cole, my towel had slipped open. I hadn't even
noticed it, but talking about this with him had made me spring up again
and now I noticed that he was looking at it. Then he suddenly realized
that I saw him looking and he looked away.

"Dude, It's okay for you to look, all guys check each other out, even if
they don't admit it, take a really good look, I'll never be mad at you
for being curious." He turned back and looked down.

He moved his face a little closer, then said, "It's Dark, I really
can't see very much anyway"

"Check it out anyway you want, you can touch it if you want to" He looked
down again. "I told you, it is how boys learn, this is a special
occasion. Tonight it is your one and only chance to learn from your
uncle. After this trip, it will be back to business as usual."

He reached over and took it in his hand and started to just feel all
around up and down and then squeezing each nut one by one then slowly
checking out every crevice.

"Hey bud, lets go back and lay in the tent. I'll let you check things
out as much as you want."

He stood up with me I put my towel back on and I put my arm around his
shoulder and we walked back to the tent. We went inside and I zipped it
up. I turned on the battery lantern in the tent and we laid down on our
sleeping bags.

"Go ahead, it's okay" he pulled the towel down to my sides, and took my
penis back in his hand. He moved his head very close to it, and I could
feel his breath on me. That just about made me dizzy and I sighed. He
looked up to see if he did something to hurt me. "It's all right bud, it
just feels good." By this time, I had precum starting to ooze, and he
knew just what to do with it and rubbed his thumb over the head and into
sensitive spot on the shaft. My whole body jumped, and he looked up and
smiled at me.

"You little shit you know just what you are doing don't you?" He just
looked up at me with a big grin. "All right, two can play this game" and
with that I reached down and opened his towel to find a very precum
soaked 5 incher under his towel. I pulled the towel down to his sides,
and used his pre cum to cover his whole shaft and started to slide back
and forth with my hand. He immediately started to breathe hard.

"Alright buddy, I can see this isn't going to last very long if we keep
doing this." Are you ready to try something different?"

"What?"

"How about you just lay right on top of me for a little while and let me
rub your back."

"You mean put my thing on yours?"

"Ya, and don't try to get the feeling yet, just try to relax for a while.
That is part of the game. It teaches you to be patient and enjoy what you
are feeling."

"He rolled on top of me, and I could feel his penis throbbing against
mine."

"Easy buddy, just relax a while"

I started to run my hands all up and down his back and occasionally
squeeze his butt. I think after a while he was nearly falling asleep on
me.

He whispered in my ear, "that feels soooo good Uncle Ryan, I wish you
could do that forever."

"I do to, but time for your next lesson,"

I then rolled him onto his back and rolled on top of him with my weight
on my knees and elbows. I didn't want to freak him out too much, so I
didn't act as thought I was kissing him. I just put my nose and lips to
his neck without puckering and let them slowly moved down to his nipples.
I stuck my tongue out and ran it around the one on the left. Then I did
the one on the right. Then went back to the left and sucked a little as I
ran my tongue over the tit. He started to breathe heavy again, and
started to arch his back and I could feel his penis pressing up into my
stomach.

"Easy boy, I have more to show you," and I placed my lips and nose in the
middle of his chest again and let them lightly touch him as I moved
further down. Then reached his belly button. The smell was enough to make
my senses numb. I stuck my tongue in his belly button, and he let out
this gleeful laugh.

"Heeee heeee heee, That tickles, STOP! It's killing me"

His penis was already getting my chin all wet with precum as he wiggled
around, although I was having fun making him laugh, I couldn't hold out
any longer and I tilted my head down and sucked him in. He immediately
stopped laughing and took a deep breath. As I started to rise up and down
on his shaft, he started raising his hips to meet me. It was only a few
minutes until he grabbed my ears and pulled up.

"I'm going to shoot!" he said in a strained voice.

I reached up and pulled his hands off and went faster. His back began to
arc up off the floor and he pushed his penis in my mouth as far as it
would go. Then he gave me 5 or 6 nice shots right to the back my throat.
It had to be the best I ever tasted it was like sweet nectar, and I took
as much as I could get out of him. He flopped back down, and then lay
there silent as I milked the last couple drops out of him.

"Holy Shit!!, I feel like my whole body just exploded through my dick"

"So I guess that means it was okay then?"

"You can do that any time you want too!"

"Nope, just this once. You better enjoy this trip while it last"

"Okay, well It's my turn then" and with that he gave me a push off of
him, and then rolled on top of me again.

"Listen buddy, I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do
okay?"

"Don't worry about me, I'm having fun" and with that he went straight
to my nipples and started to suck them one by one. In that minute, I
think I got harder then I ever was before, with the thought of what was
coming next. He skipped over my belly button, and took a hold of my
penis. He held it straight up in front of his face looking at it closely.
He squeezed it and a big puddle of precum formed on the head. Then he
stuck out his tongue and licked it off.

"Well, what's it like? I asked him

"It's not to bad. Just taste a little salty, but not bad" then he put
his lips around the head and licked around the head a few times, and then
he did 3 little bobs up and down and took it out and looked at it again.

"It's really okay, you don't have to do that if you don't want to"

"I want too, It's just big, and I'm afraid I will gag."

"Well it's okay if you do. That is a pretty common thing. It will get
easier the more you do it. Just take your time, were in no rush."

He started once again, and with each passing second he took a little
more. He did gag once, but it didn't even slow him down. Before long he
was taking it all in on every stroke. I didn't even have to warn him
about his teeth, he was a quick study. This wasn't going to take me
long, I could already feel the cum boiling up. I've been with a few
other boys, but something about Cole was very special to me. We had
always had a special connection, and that just made every sensation
magnify to its highest level. I was now breathing pretty hard, and I put
my hands on his ears to pull him off, and he pushed them away.

"Are you sure buddy?" he just looked up at me nodded his head and kept
going.

Now the sensations were so strong I was clinching my fist on the floor
and pushing up into him.

"mmmmmmMMMMMMuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhh!" and it was a very powerful blast, he
choked, but only for an instant and then started swallowing as fast as he
could. Some still slipped out and dribbled down to my balls. Then as I
started to come back from ecstasy, I lifted my head and looked down. He
was looking straight into my eyes with a little dribble on his chin. He
wiped it off with this two fingers and licked his fingers.

"You sure you never did that before?" I said with a smile.

"He smiled back and said, Nope that was the first time"

"Well you can do that anytime you want"

"Nope just that once, you have to give to get." He said with the biggest
grin he could muster.

I grabbed him under the arms and pulled him up to me and noogied his head
again, I love ya buddy, what do you say we get a little sleep?"

"What there are no more lessons?" he said with disappointment

"I think you already passed the test, but maybe tomorrow"

We stayed close, he spooned into me and we slept like that most the
night, or I should say he slept like that most the night. He was worn out
from the day and slept pretty easy, but having this beautiful kid wrapped
in my arms made it pretty hard for me to sleep. I wanted to enjoy every
minute of it.

I must have dosed for a few minutes in the morning, because I woke up
when I heard the tent zipper opening. I almost jumped out of my skin
until I realized that Cole was not in the tent. He stepped through the
door still naked.

"I just had to take a piss, Looks like you need to also."

My morning wood was sticking straight up, "Ya, don't close the zipper,
I'll be back in a minute."

I walked out of the tent, it was a nice cool morning, the ground was wet
from dew, and the sun was getting bright.

"HEY, YOU PISSED ON THE TREE RIGHT?" I yelled towards the tent.

"NOPE, YOU'RE WALKING IN MY PISS RIGHT NOW!"

"WHAT!"

"I'M JUST KIDDING, OF COURSE I PISSED ON THE TREE"

I took about a 5 minute long piss, and it felt great to get it out.

"YOU COMING BACK OR WHAT?" I heard from the tent.

"I'M COMING HOLD YOUR HORSES"

"HOW ABOUT YOU HOLD MY HORSES" he said with a chuckle

I made my way back to the tent, and there he was lying on his back slowly
stroking his dick.

"Hey, lets save that for a little later" I said.

"awww come on, I thought we were going to have some fun this morning."

"We will, but if we get started with that stuff now, we'll never get out
of here. We have a lot to do, let's put some clothes on and make some
breakfast. Then we can pack everything up. After that we can go down to
the river and take a bath."

"A bath? In the river?"

"Yes, sounds like it might be fun right?"

"Oh, I see...a BAAAaaaaaath"

"Aaahh, now you're getting it"

"Well come on then let's get everything packed up. What's for
Breakfast?" he said as he started fumbling around for some clothes to
ware.

"There are a few small boxes of cereal in the bag, and a small bottle of
milk in the cooler."

I went over and brought the chairs back to the table, and he got the
stuff out. We sat at the table and he started eating like a growing boy,
he ate his two boxes, and had his eye on my second box of frosted flakes.

"Are you going to eat that?"

"I couldn't deprive you man, go ahead and take it"

"Are you sure?"

"I'm as sure as you were last night" He put on a huge grin and grabbed
the box.

"Thanks Uncle Ryan"

It took us a good hour and a half to get everything back into the
watertight bags, and we were hot and sweaty by the time we were done.

I grabbed a bar of soap out of a bag in the cooler, "are you ready for
your bath?"

"Yes, I'm ready"

"Well you can't take a bath with cloths on can you?"

He immediately took off his shirt and then his pants. It was a real joy
to see him stripping them off.

"Are you coming or what?"

"Yes, I'm just getting a kick out of watching you that's all"

I lifted my shirt off and then took off my shorts and through them on my
chair, and we made our way down to the water. It was pretty cold, but it
was refreshing.

"Come over here" I said

There was a tree growing out of the side of the bank and there was a
water hole about 3 feet deep under it. The tree acted as a shelf for the
bar of soap.

"How about I'll soap you up first, then you can do me?"

"Okay what do you want me to do"

"Well first, duck your head under and get your hair wet, I'll take care
of the rest"

He ducked under for a second and then popped up. I grabbed the bar of
soap off the tree and lathered my hands up really good.

"Raise your hands up on the air"

He lifted his arms, and I came around behind him and pulled him against
me. My hard penis was pressed into his back. I then took my hands and
started to rub them all over his chest and belly. Then I did his armpits,
which were smooth and hairless. I then told him he could put his arms
down, and I stepped back and soaped his back. I took the bar of soap
again and lathered it up again. This time I started to soap up his hair.
He closed his eyes, and I lathered it up really good.

"Okay, now duck under and rinse all the soap out of your hair"

He ducked down for a minute. And a couple more times just to make sure
the soap was out. The he popped up and said,

"What about the rest?"

"Well get that in a minute, but first it is your turn to wash me."

"Okay, but get down on your knees so I can reach"

I ducked under for a second to wet my hair, and he grabbed the bar of
soap and lathered up and got behind me, and in the same fashioned he
rubbed his hand all over me. I felt his hard dick pulsing on my back. He
stepped back to do my back, but then moved against me again when he
started on my hair. He took his time, and I waited for him to tell me to
dunk.

"Okay, rinse off" he said

I dunked under and made sure I got all the soap out of my hair. Then I
surfaced.

"Okay, are you ready to get out now?" I said.

"WHAAAAT! What about the rest?" he said with a hurt look on his face.

"I'm just joking, take it easy," I said with a big smile, and his smile
returned.

"I have an idea, come over here and float on your back in front of me"

I took the soap and lathered up really good again. He stretched out in
front of me. I put one hand under his back to keep him above the water,
and I took the other and started to soap up his 5 incher. He lifted his
head out of the water to watch me.

"ohhhhh, that feel really good!"

I reached between his legs and ran my soapy hand down the cord, and
cleaned his pucker hole really good. He looked down at me in amazement as
I did this, but didn't say anything. That was about a far as I would go
in that area, I don't push anything when it comes to that. It is up to
the boy if he takes an interest in that area, and that is something for
him to explore with his friends. Then I made my way back to his penis. I
took the bar of soap and gave it a couple more twirls. Then I started
sliding back and forth on his shaft, his immediate reaction was to lay
his head back into the water and close his eyes. His arms lay straight
out in the water on each side of him, and his whole body completely
relaxed and limp in the water.

"ohhh---uhhhh---ohhh, he was cooing.

I dam near shot off myself right there; this beautiful boy was putty in
my hands. Then I felt every vein start popping out of his penis and the
head started swelling. Then I could feel his legs sinking as he started
to arch his back. Then it happened; the first shoot went right over his
head into the water, then the second hit him in the face, the third hit
his chest, Four, five, six, his whole belly was covered. I couldn't help
myself, so I bent down and licked through the big puddle on his belly,
and that was when his head pulled up to see what I was doing. He just
looked and smiled at me and I let him drop down so he could rinse himself
off.

"That was the most amazing thing ever!, you have to try it, It felt like
electric all over my body."

"Well, I'm ready if you are" I said in reply

This was truly something new to me, something I hadn't done this before,
and it made it a lot more exciting that he was so enthused about it. I
let my feet come up and I laid back and floated on my back in front of
him, it was easy for him to support my weight in the water. He soaped his
hands really good, and then lathered up everything, my penis, balls, and
even between my legs although he didn't go for soaping my hole. Then he
started stroking, it was really nice, and I laid my head back in the
water. Something about this position made it very different from
everything else. With my ears in the water, most of the sound was lost,
my eyes were closed and I could feel the water touching my skin on the
water line all around me. Other than that the only thing I felt was
slight touch of his hand under me, It was like the only sensation I was
getting was from his hand jerking me off. It is hard to explain. I guess
it was like being blind and deaf and weightless, and the only p art of
your body getting attention was in sensory overload. The water meeting my
skin at the water line made it seem as though many fingers were gently
tracing up and down my sides. After only a couple minutes, I felt the
pressure start to build up, and my penis started to swell, he felt the
difference and began to work even harder. Then all of a sudden, it seemed
as though the whole world shut off for a minute and time stopped, and my
next sensation was something wet hitting my face, and then I was aware of
the next 2 or three shots hitting my chest and stomach. It was very
powerful and different feeling, something that I would have to try again
sometime. The next thing I felt was his hand rubbing my cum all over my
belly and chest. I stuck my head up and looked, and the sound returned.

"Pretty cool huh?" He said to me.

"Very cool!" I said, as I let my feet drop back to the bottom. "Hand me
the soap again so I can rinse off"

He lathered his hands up and then handed it to me. We both took a couple
minutes to clean off.

"Come on, lets go sit in the chairs again for a little while, I have a
couple more things to tell you." This time we didn't bother putting the
towels on and we sat down.

"There are some things that you should know, Number one; anything we said
or did here has to stay here okay?"

"I know that, I'd never tell anyone."

"Also, if you are going to mess around with Josh or any of your other
friends, don't get caught, and especially don't get caught by your mom.
Most Men know that boys do this kind of stuff, they might have a little
understanding of it, even if they don't like it, but a women just could
never understand. A lot of people are scared it might make you gay, but
like I said before. That is something that just is or isn't. Playing
around when your young is not going to make you that way. Some boys might
figure out they are gay a little sooner because of playing around, but it
wasn't the playing around that caused it. My advice to you is don't
worry about being gay, because a lot of boys think they are when they are
young, but as you get older, you will find most of the time that girls
become more interesting. Just remember though once you go there the fun
of being a boy is over. A lot of boys play around until they are 16 or 17
before they get a girl friend, but it is not long aft er that, that they
become a man, and then all the boy games are over."

"What about you Uncle Ryan, how come you still do it"

"Good Question, When I was your age, I was having the best time of my
life, then I had my first girl friend when I was 18. That pretty much
ended things for me with playing around with my friends. I didn't have
anyone when I was young to explain these things to me, so I always felt I
was doing something wrong when I was young. It was very difficult for me.
So when I see a boy like you that is starting to experience life, and he
doesn't have anyone to explain to him what he is going through. I will
try to help, but in some cases, the boy needs more than to just hear
about it. He needs to see that it is real and normal. Now that you
understand, you will probably help a lot of your friends to understand.
You will probably have more questions as you learn more. You can always
ask me, but just remember the only place we can talk about what happened
on this trip is right here in this spot okay? So do you have any more
questions before we leave here about what happened?"

"What about what we did last night, That's not gay right?"

"Buddy, at your age there is no gay; everything you do right now is to
prepare you for when you get older. When you finally do get to be with a
girl, then everything you learn now will prepare you for that. Just have
fun with your friends no matter what it is you are doing together. There
is one thing though that is very important, and you should never break
this rule for anything."

"Okay?"

"Never and I mean never make any boy or anyone do something they don't
want to do. No means no, that could get you in more trouble than anything
else will. Don't use your friends to gang up on someone if they are shy.
You always stick up for someone if they say no. Believe me, you are going
to see it happen. Don't let it happen, Okay?"

"Okay, I just have one more question?"

"Go ahead"

"Can we do this again some time?"

"Ahhhh HHAAAAaaaaa, I told you that you would be begging me to come
back." I said with a big grin.

He just smiled and said, "I'm not beggin."

"Well then, I guess the answer has to be no then"

"Awwwwe come on!"

"Was that begging I just heard?"

"Alright, you win." He said smiling, but also with a look of defeat.

"You just make sure you dad knows that we had great time, and maybe he
will let you do it again next year."

Alriiiiiiight!!!!!

We put our bathing suits back on and packed the chairs into the canoe.
The second day is very easy, and you hardly ever get stuck. It only takes
about 2 hours to reach the pick up point. As we were heading down river
we passed a lot of people swimming in different beach areas. The rest of
the trip was uneventful, except for one incident that I found hilarious.
We were back on the river for about an hour, and we came to a place where
the river got very narrow only about 2 feet wide. Cole had become a lot
braver the second day. There were many water bugs swimming around on the
surface, and he stood up in the front of the canoe and bent down to take
a close look at some of them.

"Cole you better sit down" I said.

He just ignored me and continued looking in the water when suddenly we
bumped into a root under the water. The canoe instantly stopped and he
did a front flip headfirst right into about one-foot of water and he was
stretched out on his back lying in the water. I just started laughing my
ass off, and after he got over the shock. He started to laugh also.

"You alright ya dope?" I asked still laughing.

"Ya, I'm fine"

He got back in the canoe and we started going again. Whenever I thought
about it, I just started cracking up again.

"oooh, that was great! I will never forget the look on your face."

"Shut up!" he said trying not to smile.

"Thanks buddy, thanks for ending the day on a high!"

"Come on Uncle Ry, cut me a break" he said, still smiling

"I'm Sorry Bud, It was just so funny"

It was not long after, that we started to hear cars in the distance. A
sure sign we were getting close the end. Then we went under a bridge and
saw the pick up spot. It was an end to an awesome trip.

After that trip, Cole had a different outlook on things, He stopped
getting in trouble with that girl, and it seemed that he and Josh got a
lot friendlier.

Now it has been 5 years since that first trip, and he has made the effort
to go with me every year since the first. He told me a lot of stories
about him and his friends, and I told him a lot of stories about when I
was young. We still messed around on the trips, but nothing could match
the first time. The place to me is very magical, I have taken 3 boys on
that trip at different times, and their stories are very similar to the
one you just read. Cole is 16 now, and I'm happy to say he has his first
real girl friend. I suspect that last year was probably our last canoe
trip, although, some of the boys I have known will come back when they
get older just for the sake of old times.

The best thing you can learn from a boy is you should never try to hang
on to them. It's just not in their nature to stay for very long. Always
be ready to cut them loose whenever they are ready. All of them are
different, but they will all grow up. If you cut them loose, they will
almost always be back. The relationship changes, but they will always
have a place in their heart for you. If you try to hold on, you'll learn
really quick that it is the wrong thing to do.

If you liked the story, I am always glad to get your feedback, you can
write me at ryanscott@mail.com

I will try write everyone back. Hope you enjoyed my story.