Date: Wed, 17 Nov 2004 22:21:17 -0500 From: Gerald Simmons Subject: Uncle Red's Morning Show, Part 2 My Dad met my Mom through her brother, my Uncle Red. They were fraternity brothers together. I had never heard many details about their friendship in college, but once while visiting at Uncle Red's I was able to eavesdrop on a conversation that turned out to be pretty interesting. Since Uncle Red only had one bedroom, Dad and I were using sleeping bags. One morning Dad and I went fishing. My father loves to fish, and I knew that if I could get him out there he would stay all day. At least that was my plan. I fished with him for several hours in the morning, but then I told him that I was tired, and just as I had planned, he stayed while I headed back to my Uncle's cabin. Uncle Red was inside working on some wiring in the cabin. We had a short conversation, and I was hoping that he would notice the fact that we were alone, and this might be our only opportunity to have a little fun the entire weekend. He seemed rather oblivious. As another hint, I asked him if I could lie down in his bedroom and take a little nap. He said that was fine, and didn't seem to take any notice. I was tired, so I was happy to take the nap, but I was horny thinking about having some fun with my uncle. After what seemed forever, he knocked on the door, and I told him to come in. "Did I wake you?" "No, not really. What's up." "I finished my project, so I thought I'd come in and see if you wanted to talk. I'm a little tired myself, and I thought it might feel good to lie down myself." "I'd like that." My excitement made it obvious what I was interested in, and he just gave me a little smile. He sat down on the side of the bed, and began removing his shoes, shirt and pants. He slid in under the covers with me with just his boxers on. I reached over and began gently stroking his chest, when we heard my father come in from outside. He called out my name, but I didn't dare answer. Then he called out Uncle Red's name. "I'm in here taking a little nap. Come on in" Uncle Red replied. I panicked, and I dove under the covers and tried to get lost in the crumple of the bedspread at the foot of the bed. The door opened. "Where's Jerry?" "I think he's out on one of the trails." "Oh, well I came in for lunch. Did he say how long he was planning on hiking?" "I told him about one of the waterfalls that's a few miles away so I think he'll be out for awhile." "Oh shit, you've got somebody in bed with you. Damn, Red." "Yeah, well she's a little shy, but she gives great head." "What the hell are you doing inviting your girlfriends up here when Jerry is around?" "Don't worry, he didn't catch us. I thought you two were going to be out on the lake all day." "I can't believe you've still got women hiding in your bed, just like in college." "I can't believe your still barging in on me when I'm having sex!" "Oh my god, I haven't thought about that in years." "Yeah as I recall, you ended up getting so turned on that you climbed in with us to get your own blow job." I couldn't believe what was happening. I was so nervous that I started to shake. I was so afraid that Dad would notice, and I would be caught, but the more I tried to stop, the more I shook. Their conversation went on and on, and it didn't seem like Uncle Red was trying to cut it short. I was beginning to think that he wanted to get me caught. Then things got worse when the conversation took a new turn. Uncle Red lifted the covers, so that he could see me, and he talked to me like I was his girlfriend. "Hey baby, you wouldn't mind giving my brother-in-law a little relief would you. I promise you won't be disappointed. He's quite a stud. Come on out and take a look for yourself, he won't bite." I scowled at him and didn't budge. "No way Red! What if Jerry comes back early?" "You can lock the door, and if Jerry comes back, I'll tell him that you're still fishing." My Dad continued to protest, but I could tell by the tone of his voice, that he was about to agree. I was panicked because it seemed to me that Red was teasing me and that he didn't really think that my Dad would do it. But I can read my Dad's voice, and I knew that if Uncle Red kept pressing, that Dad would go for it. My worst fears soon came true. I could hear my father stripping off his clothes. Red didn't seem that surprised. "She's real shy, so she might not come out from under the covers, but if you slide on in here, I'm sure she won't be able to resist sucking on your dick, but you better make sure it's nice and hard for her." Suddenly Dad had slid under the covers next to Uncle Red. Both of them were hard as rocks. I can tell you that I was getting excited about exploring my Dad's body, and although I had never really wanted to give my uncle blow jobs in the past, I was somewhat excited about the prospect with Dad. I remember slowly crawling up over his body under the covers. I saw those familiar feet, his hairy legs that I had always enjoyed looking at. As I reached his thigh, I began to reach territory of my father's body that was not familiar. I had seen him naked from afar, but never close up. Now I was able to touch his upper thigh past his tan line. I was very aroused. As I got nearer to his crotch, his hair got thicker. Finally, I reached the bull's-eye. I got to see his balls and cock and pubic fur close up. He was totally erect. Naturally, I had never seen my Dad's cock hard before. I loved it. I started rubbing him, and he began to moan and encourage me. Hearing my father say words like, "Oh yeah", "suck me", and all the other stuff he was saying was unbelievable. Before I knew it, his cock was in my mouth. It was a completely new experience for me. I kept sucking, and pulling his dick down to strain it so that it would get harder and bigger. He started getting louder; he was almost yelling. I kept working away at his dick and rubbing my hands all over his stomach and legs. I was careful not to let any other part of my body come into contact with him. When he began to shoot, I instinctively pulled off him. And I knew that it was over. I shrunk back down the bed, because I didn't want him to see me as he got out of the bed. My Dad left the bedroom having no idea that he had just been sucked by his own son. I couldn't believe that the first real blow-job I ever gave was to my own Dad.