Date: Wed, 19 Aug 2009 15:27:48 -0700 (PDT) From: redcock28 (at) yahoo (dot) com Subject: The Marine and His Nephew: Chapter 3 This story contains sexually explicit scenes between consenting teen males, if you are not of legal age to read such or are offended by this type of writing do not read any further. All rights reserved. This story may not be distributed or reproduced on any site or publications without the express written permission of the author. This work is protected by all applicable copyright laws. To contact the author cut and paste making appropriate corrections and E-mail: redcock28 "at" yahoo "dot" com Subject line: The Marine and His Nephew The Marine and His Nephew Chapter 3: Next Morning Seated at McDonalds uncle and nephew are eating their Sausage Egg McMuffin meals and drinking coffee in silence. Derek is still bewildered by his nephew's lewd behavior since they met in the bar less than twenty-four hours ago. The Marine was caught up in a quandary, but he was also horny. He was questioning whether it was proper for his nephew to be so bold as to want to fuck his uncle upon first meeting. As the two sat eating Derek is entertaining lecherous thoughts about his hot younger nephew's ass. After finishing their mini meals Boyd says, "So, how do the civilian clothes feel, Uncle Derek?" "Great," the uncle replied, "I'm sure glad we're the same size. Otherwise I'd be outa luck, wearin my uniform today." "Let me call Aunt Janice to see if she can locate your folks," Boyd said punching the buttons on his cell phone, "You're gonna have to get one of these if you plan survivin in today's civilized world." Aunt Janice answered and after a brief conversation with Boyd she wanted to speak to Derek. She welcomed her nephew home and told him that there was an extra set of keys to the house at the real estate company his parents owned. Derek's aunt told him that there was a person that went by the house everyday to feed the animals. She said that she'd call the manager and tell her that the Callahan's oldest son was coming by to pick up the extra keys, and she would also leave a message for Derek's parents to call him on Boyd's cell and the house phone. Derek thanked his aunt for her help and told her he'd see her as soon as he had transportation and could get away. Derek and Boyd's aunt lived about one hundred miles away in another town. The two continued sipping their coffee. Derek asked his nephew, "So what made you choose to go to college here and what's your major?" "The university had the history major discipline that interested me and the department consented to let me do an independent study in the area of Viking culture and history. I'm interested in the Vikings and how they relate to our ancestry. I plan on going on to grad school after I graduate. I want to be a history professor." Wow! Derek exclaimed, "My nephew the professor." "Yeah, but that's about eight years down the road; however, I've just about got the Callahan heritage here in America nailed down," Boyd said. "What have you discovered thus far about our family?" Derek asked. "Our Scottish ancestry came from the north western area of Scotland. There's Scandinavian-Viking blood mixed with our early Scottish blood. I think that because our Callahan clan has got some of that Viking blood coursing through our veins that's why we are so robust and maybe why we are blessed with larger than average size sexual organs." "I'll have to agree with that, all the Callahan's that I've seen are big boys and do have larger than average sex organs. Also there seem to be a lot of blond and red headed folks in our clan," Derek said, "Furthermore, I think that the Callahan men are highly sexed. I wonder if that's from the Viking blood?" "I haven't got that far yet with my studies," Boyd said with a laugh, "From what I can determine our forefathers came to America around the mid to late 1700s as skilled craftsmen. Many settled in the Nova Scotia area before migrating west to Minnesota, Michigan and Wisconsin where most of our clan ended up settling and where we've pretty much stayed," Boyd responded to his uncle's question. "So, what made you decide to major in History?" Derek asked, "Other than the fact you're interested in our heritage." "History, Geography and Social Studies were the classes I excelled in grade school and high school. I never did well in math or science, so it was really a no brainer for me. I knew I probably wasn't gonna be a doctor or rocket scientist." "I'm glad to hear you are enjoyin your college experience and found an area you really enjoy. I may give it a try after I get settled," Derek said. "Let me know if you decide to get your feet wet. I know a lot of people and got a lot of friends at the university, Boyd said, "Hey, let's get the fuck out of here and go over to pickup them keys so you can get into your house." The two drove over to the office where Derek was met by the office manager. After a short introductory conversation she gave him the set of keys and codes to the house. She said that she'd left a message for Derek's parents to call him. She asked if he was going to be around to feed the animals. If so she'd cancel feeding them. He assured her that he'd feed them. The boys left the real estate office heading back to Boyd's apartment. When they arrived Derek asked his nephew, "Why don't you spend the night with me? Better yet the whole fuckin weekend; give us time to get better acquainted." "Sure," Boyd replied, "Do we need to pickup anything at the grocery store?" "Maybe some beer," Derek said with a laugh. Boyd threw a change of underwear and socks in a small bag along with toiletries and a couple special items. Once he was ready he said, "Let's get the fuck outa here." Derek was somewhat surprised that Boyd hadn't made one of his salacious sexual remarks thus far, but the day wasn't over. He was secretly hopeful that when they got to his house there might be an opening for the two of them to engage in more conversation that might lead to some sex play. As they drove to Derek's house he asked his nephew, "I don't mean to be nosy, but why don't you have a boyfriend? Surely, in a town this size with a university there's got to be at least one guy that would like to be goin to bed with hot guy like you." Boyd replied, "First off, I'm not openly gay, so that makes things a little difficult." "I truly understand that. Same with Jason and me." "I broke up with my last boyfriend six months ago over some silly bullshit thing. I don't even remember what, but I think it was the size of my dick." "I thought all gay guys preferred big dicks." "Not really. Some do, but not all. Big dicks are nice to look at and play with, but they can be a pain in the ass, no pun intended," Boyd replied, "You've seen me, how big do you think I go erect?" "Bigger than me that's for damn sure; at least, from what I saw of you in a flaccid state and when you got out of bed this morning." "I think the girth of mine dick is what scares a lot of guys off. They see it all boned up and there's no way they want to take it up their ass," Boyd said. "I think maybe only guys that are into fisting enjoy a huge cock stuffed up their ass. Mine is well over seven inches in circumference, about the thickness of an eight ounce Redbull can." "Wow! That is a big thick cock, and you wanted to fuck me with that monster? Mine's a little over seven inches long and only five and half inches around," Derek said with laughter, "And by the way I'm not into fisting either." "Another thing is not too many guys can fit my dick in their mouth and the ones that can only take about the first three inches." Derek thought himself that it was his turn to be suggestive, "Maybe when we get to the house and settled in I can try to see how much I can swallow. I've got a pretty big mouth." "I didn't mean to scare you with all my talk about fuckin you, Boyd said, "That's just me." "Hell, you didn't scare me. I don't think anything scares me after what I've been through," Derek replied, "Maybe, you just caught me off guard bein so forward." "What I was really hoping for was to have you to fuck me. Although I'm versatile I'm a bottom slut and you've got one hot looking dick. So, anytime you're ready I'm lookin forward to suckin it and havin you fuck me anytime you care to." "The same with me," Derek said, "Sounds as though we've got a lot in common. Oh God, I just loved it when Jason would fuck me. He taught me a lot about love making; in fact, he was the first guy I ever kissed on the lips." "You're kidding," Boyd replied. "Prior to Jason all I'd done was just physical sex with other guys no romantic involvement. We'd just get down to get off." "I think that's how it generally begins when we're younger. No romance just sex. Maybe we can see what happens tonight. I think I'd enjoy something light and playful tonight. I'm lookin forward to sharin your bed with you this afternoon or tonight," Boyd replied. "There's the house," Derek said. Boyd pulled into the short driveway and began pressing button on the key fob, hoping it worked. He didn't want to get out of his car and manually put the code in. Luckily, the big gate began rolling back on its track allowing us entry to the property. Boyd drove on up the cured driveway parking under the main portico. As the boys got out of the car they could hear the dogs barking in the back. Derek decided to enter the house first to disable the alarm before going out back to meet the dogs. Once the alarm was turned off Derek made his way to the kitchen to see if there were any doggy treats; sure enough there was a box on the counter. In the meantime Boyd was bringing in the supplies they'd pickup at the store. Derek reached into the box grabbing a handful of treats. He carefully opened the back door. He didn't want the two full size Rottweilers pushing past him bounding inside. His mother threw fits when the big dogs came inside, yet her yappy little mother fucking lap dog had the run of the house. Derek eased outside giving commands, rewarding the dogs with treats. They hadn't forgotten him and were happy to see him or maybe it was the treats. Derek had raised the one from a pup he found abandon on the road. The other was full grown dog that came from the shelter. Both dogs were gentle creatures, but could be aggressive when strangers lurked around the house. After petting the dogs and feeding them treats Derek returned to the house where Boyd was putting the beer and food in the fridge. Once Boyd finished putting supplies away the two bounded up the stairs to check out Derek's room. Nothing had changed since he was last in the room a little over a year ago. The room was clean and as Derek pulled back the comforter he could smell the freshness of the linens beneath. From the bed he made his way to the bathroom. After his parents bought the house years before his dad had done an extensive remodel on the old house, especially the bathrooms and kitchen. Derek was looking forward to soaking in the big two person Jacuzzi tub in the bathroom. After Derek and Boyd finished touring the upstairs the phone rang. The caller was the office manager wanting to make sure that Derek had gained entry and was able to disarm the alarm system. After a brief conversation Derek hung the phone up returning to his bedroom. Body was lying on his bed and said, "Damn, this is one phat bed, Dude." "Yeah, it's got one of those toppers on it," Derek said, "Mom got them a couple years ago for all the beds in the house. Of course she got the best one for her and dad's bed, but still those things do make a difference. I'm sure gonna enjoy sleepin in my bed compared to the shit places I slept over in Afghanistan." "I bet you're happy to be outa there and back home safe and sound," Boyd said. "You know it. Hey let's go down stairs, grab a beer, kick back and chill." The boys bounded down the stairs. Something that if Derek's mother was home she would have chastised the boys about. Once in the kitchen Boyd grabbed a couple of beers from the fridge. As the two began drinking their beers Derek asked his nephew, "So, when was the first time you had any idea that you might be inclined towards guys more so than girls?" "Probably in junior high school; about the time we began showering after gym class, Boyd said, "And then I started wrestling in eight grade. That's where I met my first partner. We just fooled around comparing our cocks and jackin each other off at first." "Sounds a lot like what happened to me." Derek went on explaining to his nephew about how his mother had caught him and his cousin playing with each other in the bathtub when they were nine and ten. He then went onto into how he and his cousins would experiment sexually. As the beers continued Derek told Boyd about his sexual exploits and how things progress through junior high and high school too. Finally, as the boys finished their last beer he told his nephew about how he met Jason and how they eventually fell in love. How sex became more than sex just to get a nut to them; it became lovemaking. Suddenly, Derek broke down crying. Boyd moved over closer holding, trying to console his uncle.