Date: Wed, 25 Sep 2002 21:15:55 +1000 From: Alex Miguel Subject: Uncle Tony - Chapter 2 Copyright 2002 by the author. The author retains all rights to this story and requests that you do not alter or post this story in any form without his permission. The following is a true story. This story depicts acts of love and sex between consenting family members. If stories of this nature offend you or if you are under the age of 18 or it is illegal to read stories of this nature, then please leave now. Uncle Tony by Alex Miguel Chapter 2 Since my sexual encounter with uncle Tony, I could not think of anything else. Although I had fooled around with some friends and cousins when I was younger, this time it was much more exciting and scary. I was not sure what I was getting into. I thought that I might be going through a phase of having sex with other males just to get off because in a small town like mine, girls did not put out because they were expected to be virgins. As well, the sex with the guys that were 14-16 while I was about 12 was mostly by them bribing me with candy or cigarettes. I definitely didn't want to be gay. The 2 or 3 known gays in town were not highly respected, were made fun of behind their backs. I never thought of the possibility of gay relationships. The experience with uncle Tony was quite different. There was the physical pleasure, a bit of intimacy and I felt warm inside. In other words it was more than just sex. I didn't feel dirty. Having said all that, I was scared shitless about being found out, as it often happens in a small town. When we parted he seemed happy and wanted us to get together again. I avoided him the next few days. I was trying to come to grips with my feelings and I thought that he might have changed his mind and not want have sex with me and worst, tell my parents. One day as I was walking home uncle Tony was standing in the doorway of his small warehouse that just happened to be three doors down from my house, which was in the town's main street. We exchanged hellos and he asked me to come inside and help him lift something or other. I was so nervous and excited that I didn't even understand what he said. I decided to go in to avoid having a discussion with him and calling attention to our selves. When I came in it looked kind of dark, he only had one light on, and I was coming in from a bright sunny afternoon. He started kissing me on the lips lightly. Kissing my upper lip, then my lower lip. I was frozen with excitement. "We better close the door," I mumbled. "No, people might get suspicious if they saw you walk in and I close the door. Let me check if anyone is coming." Replied uncle Tony. The coast was clear but we were nervous. My dick was hard. I could see his pants tenting. We embraced and fondled each other. Ours tongues fighting to get inside the other's mouth. He put his hand on my back an pulled my t-shirt off enough so he could caress by bare back. It felt so good, so exciting. I undid the middle button on his shirt to get access to his hairy chess. His nipples were hard. He slid his hand down my back and into my jeans. He was caressing my cheeks. It felt so good. Our tongues wrestling, me playing with his nipples, our crotches rubbing and his finger starting to come close to my asshole. We heard noises coming through the still open door. I broke off and went to check if anyone was coming. I thought I might just run away - I couldn't take the excitement any longer. While I was leaning against the door pretending to be just hanging out, uncle Tony came from behind and positioned his crotch against my ass and started with his dick, still in his pants. After a few minutes I pushed him to one aside so he couldn't be seen from the street; someone was walking by. Without looking I reach behind and to the side. I found his crotch. The zipper was down. I finally got the chance to reach inside his boxers and feel his throbbing cock. It was marvellous. I slowly moved my fingertips to the base and started playing with his balls. They were nice, hard and hot, moving inside his sack. I then ran my fingers along the bottom of the shaft, stopping at the head. I used my thumb to rub the pre-cum all over what I imagine to be a beautiful head. I looked but it was dark and my eyes were used to the sunlight. I couldn't look for too long because of the people in the street and I was pretending to just be leaning against the door. I could hear his breath get heavier. I could feel his hot breath on my neck as he kissed it. I ran my fingers through his pubic hair. He liked that. I looked down and noticed that my bulge was very visible - no wonder my cock hurt. "Close you hand around the shaft and move it up and down." Said uncle Tony. He wasn't sure if I knew what to do. I decided that it was time to make him cum. I couldn't hold him back any longer. The faster I moved my hand the louder his breathing got. I looked behind to have a look at his cock. What I saw or imagine seeing was great. Better than my friends' cocks. I looked at his face and noticed that his eyes were closed and he had a big smile on his face. "Faster, huuuhhhh...faster, faster...ohhhhhhhh. I'm cumming!!! aaaahhhhh" Said uncle Tony between his heavy breathing. I started feel his juice going through my fingers. I looked long enough to watch him shoot cum all over the floor. He gave a big sigh and leaned against the wall. I squeezed the last drop. I moved inside and licked my fingers clean. It tasted great. I wanted uncle Tony to come in my mouth. I was so excited I pulled my throbbing cock out. We switched places. He was leaning against the doorway with his right hand on the inside. He grabbed my cock and started to pull me. It only took me 5 strokes and I was cumming. I didn't even realise that my legs were trebling and my knees were weak. I straighten myself up and ran home. I don't know how long it lasted but it all seemed like a dream. And dream I did that night; about uncle Tony and me going beyond hand jobs. In the morning I found the sheets covered in sticky cum. I wanted more with uncle Tony. Let me know what you think at xalexmiguel@hotmail.com