Date: Thu, 19 Apr 2012 15:22:21 -0400 From: Mike Yonge Subject: The Birds and The Bees 1 DISCLAIMER: This is a story out the fantasy that is my mind. It is a story that deals with homosexual material. If you live in a jurisdiction that by some law or reason prohibits you from reading this material then please do not read any further. If homosexual material like this offends you then you should stop reading as well...Though frankly if homosexual material offends you I can't understand why you would be here in the first place. The copyright of this material is mine, subject to the agreement under this website. I trust that you will enjoy reading the stories as much as I have enjoyed writing them. To see other stories I have written check the Author's List for Mike Yonge If you have any comments to pass on, I would very much like to have them. You can write me at: myonge1@hotmail.com Chapter 1 At fourteen Dougan was a good looking lad. The fact that he came across as somewhat shy added to his attractiveness. He had been a bit of a late bloomer but this past year had been kind to him. He had stretched up and filled out. If he was going to have acne, it hadn't started yet. At least a few of the girls in his class had been coming on to him. While he knew that this was the "way of the world" as his father often said, (for things that just happen because they happen), he was scared shitless. The thing was he had no idea what was expected of him. He had heard talk from his brother and some the other boys in school, but the things he heard either didn't make sense or sounded totally disgusting... Like you do what?... you put your... where?? The other thing was the when he thought about girls they never did a thing for him, and that scared him too. He knew that he was s'posed to be interested. He needed to find out what this was all about. He had to go to some reliable source of information. Since the computer at home was in his dad's office he couldn't use the internet at home that's for sure. The only other place was the library and he definitely wasn't going to go looking for sex info there. No, he had to talk to someone. He thought about talking to his dad but that made him more scared than the dilemma he was in now. He couldn't talk to his older brother Farrand either. He knew that it would be all over town within a day if he talked to him. His brother always found it fun to tell the world about Dougan's "fuckups" It was during this time while Dougan was pondering his life and the end of it as he saw it... that his mother's youngest brother Sean showed up one Friday afternoon. He was about 10 years Dougan's senior at about 24. He and Dougan, or "Doog" as Sean called him always got along well together. So Doog was ecstatic when he came home from school that afternoon to see a half-ton in the driveway and find his uncle talking to his Mum in the kitchen. "Uncle Sean! What are you doing here?" He shouted running across the kitchen throwing his arms around his uncle in a hug. His uncle returned the hug. "Well I have a long weekend off and thought I would come up and see you guys. I'm thinking about going up to the cottage this weekend and see how it handled the winter." Doog's mother piped in "And I was just suggesting to him that you might like to go along, if you don't have too much homework" "Really?! Awesome! I can do my homework right now. This is so awesome" Dougan hugged his Mum and then his uncle again. "It is so good to see you Uncle Sean." With that he grabbed his books and ran off down the hall. Farrand came in a few minutes later and acknowledged his uncle with a grunt and nod. When his mother mentioned about Sean and Dougan going up the cottage he said "Well you can count me out., I'm not goin' to spend my weekend out in the middle of nowhere. `sides I got a date tomorrow night" without waiting for a response he was off down the hall to his room. Sean shrugged as the older boy sauntered or more swaggered away. He liked Doog. He often babysat for his sister when the boys were younger and they had lived closer. Farrand on the other hand was always a pain in the ass, always gave off this air that he was better than everyone. But Doog, he was different. He seemed to hang on every word that his uncle would say. Sean never had a problem with Doog. What Sean had not been prepared for was the difference in his nephew since the last time he had seen him only last fall. When the kid ran into the kitchen he saw before him not a kid anymore but a fine looking young man. He actually felt himself chubbing up a bit , especially when the boy hugged him They all had a fine evening together. The next morning after breakfast Sean and Doog were off. Sean had packed what tools he thought he might need into his half-ton, some groceries for the weekend and lastly as they left, their packsacks with a couple changes of clothes etc. Dougan was excited and pleased to be going with his uncle. It was a three hour drive to the cottage and they chatted easily about everything and nothing. When they got to the cottage there really was not a lot to be done. Fortunately no trees had fallen on or near the cottage that would have to be cleared away. They just had to air out the cottage, clean it up a bit, turn on the water and the water heater. They also set a few mouse traps to see how many they could catch in the next couple days, (the previous record was fourteen over a weekend) and do a general clean up in and around the building. They were done by 2 PM Sean made them a late lunch of kraft dinner and they sat down in the living room. Doog on the sofa and Sean in the easy chair. "So tell me Doog is everything ok?" Dougan looked at his uncle "Yeah... why?" "Just wondering, your mum says you've been kind of withdrawn the last couple weeks. She's worried about you" "uh... no.. I'm okay" He kind of stuttered Sean laughed "Well you got me convinced" Dougan blushed deep red. "Well ..." Sean could see that the boy was pondering if he could tell him or not, whatever it was. "Listen Doog" he said softly What ever is said here is between us. I won't repeat it to anyone not even your mother and I trust you to do the same. OK? You can trust me. I would never do anything to hurt you" "Well I ... I just don't know what is happening to me" he blurted out Sean moved over to the couch sitting close to Doog sideways facing him. "How do you mean Doog?" "Well a couple weeks ago something happened at night." "Ok, let me guess" Sean smiled at his young nephew, "You had this fantastic dream but it woke you up and your were wet ... down there" He nodded toward Doog crotch Doog response , wide eyes, blushed cheeks, told him he had gotten it. Doog nodded. How did his uncle know? Sean leaned forward and put his hand on Doog's leg. He felt Doog flinch a bit but he left his hand there. "Doog what you had is called a wet dream, it is normal for boys your age. It means that sexually you have become a man. Your body is now producing sperm." "Really?" "I thought something was wrong with me, and I didn't know who to talk to." "Well I'm glad you talked to me." Sean sat back "It just that I don't know what to do Uncle Sean" "What do you mean?" "Well for one thing I know that I'm s'posed to like girls now but I really don't. Farrand says that guys who don't like girls are queers" Sean sat silent for a moment "Well you know that to start with Farrand is an asshole right?" Dougan laughed "Yeah he is that." Then he got serious again "It's just that a couple weeks ago when mum and dad were out one night he made me watch this porn with him. Some guy and woman were going at it. Farrand was all like `wow look at the boobs on her' and like "I want to stick my dick in her cunt'... and well I wanted to puke when I saw what was between her legs, it looked awful Uncle Sean" Dougan had this look of disgust on his face when he said that. Sean smiled "What about the guy? What did you think about him?" Well he looked good actually. He was big, I remember thinking like "wow look at the dick on him" Dougan blushed giving a startled look at his uncle at what he had just admitted. Sean laughed gently. "I probably would have thought the same thing Doog" "The thing is Doog, when boys get to be around your age things start to happen to their bodies. You start to grow hair where there wasn't any before. You get wet dreams, and you start to think about sex, a lot. For most boys it is about sex with girls, with some it is sex with other guys. They don't plan it that way it just is. Either way there is nothing wrong with you." "So do I keep having these dreams?" "Well most guys learn to do something else that prevents them messing up their beds..." he looked at his nephew to see if there was some recognition as to what he was referring. Nothing. He sighed "Most guys jerk off or masturbate Doog. Have you done that yet?" "No, Uncle Sean, I don't know what that is." Sean nodded almost sadly. This poor kid, has no one given him any guidance? "Do you jerk off Uncle Sean?" "Yes I do Doog, all the time" "Would you teach me how?"