Date: Fri, 20 Oct 2006 12:49:59 -0700 (PDT)
From: adm2780 <adm2780@yahoo.com>
Subject: Brads Idol  Chapter Eighteen

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Chapter Eighteen: Brads Idol


I don't know what time it was when I began waking up, but it was way too
early; it wasn't even daylight yet.  Managing to open my eyes just enough
to peek out, I saw Uncle Ray watching me and smiling.  No one should be
allowed to smile this early in the morning.

"Good morning, sunshine."

"Nooooooo ... go 'way."

"I'll take that to mean you're not ready to get up?"

"Noooo ... I wanna sleep."

"Then go back to sleep.  You don't have to get up right now.  It's still
pretty early."

"Uncle Ray .. scratch my butt."

And he did.  I always liked it when he just slowly let his fingers glide
over my butt.  He did it in a way that felt good, it wasn't really sensual,
just relaxing.  As he did this I squirmed in closer to him and wrapped my
arms around his shoulder and chest.  I was drifting back to sleep.

"I like to rub your butt for you; it's kind of soft and silky."

As he talked he also ran his fingers through my hair.  I didn't hear any
more because I had found a comfortable spot to sleep.  Before I got my eyes
closed all the way it turned daylight and someone was knocking on our door.

"Uncle Ray, tell 'em to stop."

"Are you sure?  It's probably the boys wanting you to come out and play.
I'll tell them I want you to sleep a little more if you want."

"Yeah, I'm tired still."

Uncle Ray put on his sleeping pants and answered the door -- it was Michele
and Marich.  I played possum while he spoke very quietly letting them know
he wanted me to get some more rest, but I'd be out in about an hour.  He
was good at covering my butt.  Uncle Ray dropped the pants and climbed back
in bed with me.  I snuggled up close and dozed off.

A half-hour later I was waking up again.  I needed to pee so bad it felt
like something was going to pop; of course I did what I had to do.  When I
got back in bed rather than crawling in on my side I crawled on top of him.
I liked to lie on him and feel the warmth of his body; his body hair felt
like fuzz.  When I did this I almost always went to a position so my head
was on his chest, my knees fell down his side and my feet rested on top of
his thighs.  Looking at me someone probably would have thought I was a
giant frog squatting on top of him.

I just lay there, not moving or saying anything.  Occasionally, I'd run
some of his fuzz through my fingers.  His heart had a nice steady rhythm
and his breathing caused my head to rise and fall almost in slow motion.
He was awake, but kept his eyes closed.  I think he enjoyed this as much as
I did.  I felt his hand move across my butt and pat it.

"What's my boy doin'?"

"Nothin', just restin' here.  I like it."

"Yeah, me too."

He gave me a gentle hug as he answered.  This is the way my life was
supposed to be, warm and secure.  This is the way I was supposed to feel,
relaxed and loved.  He gripped under my arms and pulled me up so my head
was on his shoulder.  Then he began rubbing my back from the bottom of my
butt to my shoulders.  This is how he used to wake me back home.  When he
thought I was pretty much awake and just enjoying being pampered he'd put
his hands on my sides and rub up and down real fast.  There was no way to
fake sleeping through that and it always got me giggling.  Uncle Ray said
how you wake a kid in the morning had a lot to do with his attitude during
the day.  He had a great way of waking me, so I must have had a good
attitude most of the time.

"Your friends are going to be expecting you to come out and play."

"I'll go out in a little bit.  I'm comfy right here."

"No, you're spoiled right here.  If you want to play you should go out.  We
have an appointment this afternoon and you won't be able to ski with them."

"What kind of appointment?"

"It's a surprise.  I'm not tellin'."

I kissed him on the neck and then propped my self up.  I'd let my feet fall
to the bed and push myself up on my elbows.

"Uncle Ray, that's not fair.  You always do that."

"Yeah, and have you ever been disappointed?  I can surprise my boy if I
want."

There he went again.  He knew every time he called me his boy I'd give in;
and I did.  Breakfast was a quick bowl of cereal from the snacks we had in
the room and I was off.  On the way out Aunt Charlotte and Aunt Jackie were
coming out of their room.  I let them know Uncle Ray wasn't quite dressed
yet and I was late.  All this was said as I ran down the hall.

He was sitting on the patio with Aunt Jackie and Aunt Charlotte as I skied
to the bottom of the hill and made one of my famous three point landings.
Lunch was at twelve sharp and we needed to be out by twelve thirty.  The
surprise was ice skating lessons.  I thought this might be the first of his
surprises where I was disappointed.

Back home I roller-skated all the time.  If you can roller skate you can
ice skate, right?  What's the big deal, one rolls and one glides.  About
the fourth time I busted my butt I admitted there was a difference.  About
the sixth time I busted my butt I decided to listen to Uncle Ray let him
tie my skates tighter around my ankles.  Amazing how much that helped.

Turns out Mr. Michael invited me to go ice-skating with Michele and Marich
that night.  Uncle Ray knew I'd never done that before and thought some
lessons and practice might help keep me from getting too embarrassed when I
went with the boys.  He was right again, I wasn't disappointed; that night
I was glad he did it for me.

When we got back to the lodge that afternoon he thought I'd head for the
slopes.  Instead I took him by the hand and told him I had a surprise for
him.  When we got to the room I set him on the side of the bed while I had
to go to the bathroom.  When I came out I was butt naked, wearing a big
smile and an instant boner.  I walked up to him and wrapped my arms around
his neck.  Immediately I began licking and kissing his neck and tonguing
his ear

Backing off a moment I whispered in his ear, "Surprii.iise, ... horny toad
time."

He stood up, picked me up laying me softly on the bed and stripped.  When
he crawled on the bed he was gentle and I knew he wanted to be with me as
much as I wanted to be with him.

"Uncle Ray ... this is what I wanted, some time for just you and me."

"Me too, Brad ... me too."

Usually he'd do something for me and then I'd do something for him.  This
time, we went at one another at the same time.  I'd be kissing and licking
on him enjoying listening to him moan, then he'd pull me up and lick all
around my neck and move down to nurse on a nipple.  I'd be crying out and
moaning gibberish so badly I'd start drooling.  When he nursed on my nipple
he'd reach down and squeeze my package or have his hand between my legs
running his fingernail up and down my crack.  Every time his fingernail
crossed my treasure hole I'd shiver and get goose bumps.  I'd have a
handful of his hair either pushing him down or pulling him up.  When I
pulled, I'd shift down and bite then nurse his nipples.  He'd holler in
shock or pain and then start moaning.  We did this to the point where I was
almost exhausted, I'd already peaked out several times; then I knew what I
wanted.

Grabbing two handfuls of hair I began pushing him down.  I didn't let up
until his mouth was over the joy stick.  He lay his head on the inside of
my left thigh and propped my right foot so the bottom was on the bed with
my knee pointing up; this left the whole package area exposed to his every
whim.  He flicked his tongue along the canal where the thigh meets the
trunk and then backtracked sucking his way to where he started.  He licked
my nuts like they were rock candy and then sucked them in his mouth,
working them one at a time with his tongue.  Finally he licked around the
head of my dick and gently nibbled his way to the base.  I lay there
squirming and going absolutely out of my mind.  I moaned, begged, whimpered
and squirmed my way into heaven.

After coming down from a fantastic high I reached over and began nibbling
on him, trying to emulate what he was doing to me.  Several times he would
stop me, telling me to slow down and enjoy the treat he was trying to give
me.  Trying?  If only he could feel what I was feeling.  When he wouldn't
let me suck on him I had a handful of balls massaging and squeezing them;
he'd squirm around and moan.  Finally, one time when he had put me over the
edge and kept sucking I begged him to stop 'cause I was so sensitive and
couldn't take it anymore.  I told him now was the time, I wanted to give
him my surprise.

"Surprise, what else do you think you can do?  I thought you really out did
yourself this time ... horny toad."

I reached up and first kissed his nipple, lay on top of him and kissed his
chin, then bent around and whispered in his ear, "The surprise is, now you
get to fuck me."

"Whoa boy, stop right there.  You know I've said before no way, you'd get
hurt and I couldn't handle that."

"Uncle Ray, you need to use your imagination, and you wouldn't believe how
many different ways you can do something without anybody gettin' hurt.
Just trust me, okay?  This isn't going to hurt me a bit.  If it does I'll
let you know so you can stop"

Our pillows were set length-wise so I could lay on them.  I got a towel
from the bathroom and put it over the bottom part of the pillow and
stretched it out along the bed.  A bottle of baby oil was pulled from the
night stand drawer.  When Uncle Ray looked at the oil and then me, I
reminded him of the candy bar I bought the first night.  The candy bar was
to cover up the oil so he wouldn't know.  Laying over the pillow so my
package hung just off the edge, I crossed my legs and asked Uncle Ray to
oil up my hole, pointing to the area formed by my legs and the bottom of my
butt, then have at it.

He squirted some oil in there and I could feel it running down my legs and
over my sac.  It did feel strange, but a sensual kind of strange,
especially when he stuck two or three fingers in there to spread the lube
around.  He put a little oil on his shaft and straddled my legs.  I'd look
back over my shoulder and whispered to him "fuck me, Uncle Ray, fuck me" I
felt his dick slide into the hole.

"Ohhh, God, boy ... this feels great.  Where did you learn this?"

"Saw it in one of Ben's magazines; also saw him and Larry doin' it."

He slowly went up and down on me.  He'd go slow then fast, then slow again.
Hard, then easy, then hard again.  His hips slamming into my bubble butt
sounded strange and exciting at the same time.  It was his dick but I could
feel him rubbing my sac and the area behind it.  The more he worked at it
the better it felt for me. Man, why did I wait so long to get him to do
this for me?  We had a lot of time to make up.  Finally, he started
slammin' in on me, making loud slapping sounds, moaning and breathing hard.
As he went over the edge he reached down and bit me on the shoulder, not
hard but enough to let me know he was there.  I wondered if he'd ever quit
wettin' me.  When he finished he rolled over on his back and pulled me part
way on top of him.  I could feel his juice running down my legs and sac,
and the smell was unreal.  I lay there with my head on his chest.

"Uncle Ray? ... am I your boy?"

"Always, son ... always.  And you know what, come New Year's Eve, that's
tomorrow night, I'm gonna have a very special surprise for you. "

"You know what, Uncle Ray?  When we get back tonight we can do it again."

He just laughed and picked me up.  I didn't ask what the special surprise
was, I knew I wouldn't be disappointed.  We both got in the shower and he
cleaned me; but this time, I also cleaned him.

***

Skating proved to be an interesting experience.  I was definitely glad
Uncle Ray arranged lessons.  I didn't embarrass myself too badly, although
I did take my share of falls and walked out with more than one bruise on my
butt.  The surprise was Michele.  Given he came from a background where
kids skated a lot more than we do here, he was still impressive.  Everyone
gave the usual 'oooohhh' and 'aaaahhh' when he did a jump and turned in the
air first one full turn and then one and a half turns.  The one that
everyone yelling was when he skated backwards, obviously building speed,
and did a back flip.  That was neat.

Personally, I was pleased with myself when I could go around the rink more
than four times without falling.  I skated backwards once; before I brag
too much I should explain I got in that position trying to keep my balance
- I didn't get there through any expertise I may possess.  I think Marich
took pity on me and stayed close for most of the evening.  The big surprise
was Uncle Ray.  He said he could ice skate and he did; he only fell twice.

This was the last 'let's go out and do something' night with Michele and
Marich.  There was a New Years Eve party planned at the resort tomorrow.
We tried to make the most of the evening and agreed to spend most of
tomorrow having fun together.  Tomorrow night would be the party (separate
parties were planned for adults and kids) and they would be leaving New
Year's Day.  The rink closed at ten and we headed back to the lodge.

Uncle Ray was in the shower; I took this opportunity to spread a blanket
over the chair on the balcony and pulled out another and placed it within
easy reach on the foot of the spare bed.  While doing all this I was
stripping.  Uncle Ray was only a little surprised when I stepped into the
shower with him.  He was a little puzzled and then surprised when I began
running the palms of my hands over his body, then placed both hands on his
hips and pulled myself into him, taking a mouthful of nipple in the
process.  As I nursed on one I tweaked the other.

"Ohhh Gaaahhhddd, boy .... can't you wait til we are at least clean and in
bed?"

I mumbled an 'uh-uh' as my hands slipped over his butt.  He began to soap
me up and shampoo my hair while I continued to tease him.  I had never been
this bold with him before, but could tell he was excited and enjoying this
as much as I was.

"Easy, you'll make me explode before we've even had a chance to play."

Looking up at him I smiled and let go of his nipple.  Instead I took a
handful of his balls and gently rolled them around. This little maneuver is
something he did to me and knowing how much I liked it, I thought he might
get some pleasure even though my hands were small and couldn't wrap his
whole sac.  He continued to bathe me and I loved it when he used his middle
finger to clean my crack, beginning at the top and pushing down, letting it
disappear between my cheeks.

Stepping out of the shower he dried us both, even using the hair dryer to
be sure we were completely dry.  Cradling me in his arms we stepped out of
the bathroom and he started for the bed.  I redirected him to the spare,
picking up the blanket and wrapping it around both our shoulders I asked
him to go outside.  The look on his face said he thought I was nuts.

We sat in the chair and brought two blankets over us.  The lower blanket I
put out earlier kept the cold wind from bowing across his bare butt.  It
didn't take long for us to begin warming up with the blankets and our body
heat.  We were both so worked up I think we were producing more heat than
normal.  I loved sitting in his lap naked like this.  For the most part I
was good but didn't hesitate to tease a nipple or run my thumb over the tip
of his now fully worked up log.

I turned myself to face him and pressed my chest against his.  The heat
just radiated from him and warmed me. I was doing what I wanted, teasing
him and enjoying doing all the things most people would say was wrong.  Not
only was I doing it, but I was doing it on an open balcony while naked
under a blanket.  I told him to slide forward and then pulled his log
between my legs, letting it rest on his stomach.  I shifted so I could wrap
my legs around him and locked my feet together behind his back.  Holding
his wrists, and then with him supporting me, I leaned back so I could feel
his log press against my sac, perineum and treasure hole.  Shifting my
weight and pulling on his wrists let me control the pressure on any area;
the greatest pleasure came from rocking or humping.

It wasn't long before he carried me to the bed, snuggling into my neck as
we walked.  Stretching out in bed he pulled the comforter over us and we
enjoyed being with one another.  Near the end I stretched out on the pillow
with the towel below me.  That afternoon he had me while he was on his
knees.  Tonight he stretched out and lay mostly on top of me.  He went slow
and easy, pumping his butt up and down while he tongued my ears, shoulders
and down my back.  The palms of his hands covering my nips which he didn't
ignore.  I tensed and gasped for breath several times while he did this.  I
knew he was near the end when I heard a constant moan, then he clamped his
teeth into my shoulder and released a torrent.

***

The boys were going to come around seven.  I woke early feeling relaxed and
refreshed.  When I told Uncle Ray how I felt and that I expected to be
tired, especially after what we did the night before, he smiled and said
that's what happens when you do something you enjoy with someone special.
I gave him a kiss on the cheek and said I would get dressed and meet
Michele and Marich for some sledding; I'd see him downstairs later.

Mr. Michael, Aunt Jackie, Aunt Charlotte and Uncle Ray were sitting on the
patio as we came down on our second run.  They were drinking coffee and
looked like they had breakfast; well, three active young men of course took
this as an invitation to join them and have breakfast.  While we ate they
discussed what a nice trip this had been and what they thought might happen
tonight.  Strange, we were enjoying the moment while they looked back and
forward.

Mr. Michael had told the boys that if they wanted to stay up for the party
tonight, they had to take a rest this afternoon - here we go again.  Uncle
Ray picked up on this and said it would be a good idea for me, too.  I
hadn't told him I had already planned on a nap that day; I wanted plenty
rested for his surprise tonight.  We changed from sledding to skiing when
the slopes opened and noticed there was a lot more people here now.  We
were having to wait longer for the lift up.  With the additional wait time
came fewer runs, this could be compensated for by making longer runs like
down the expert slope?  Knowing Uncle Ray's feelings about how I did that
the first day I thought it in my best interest not to push my luck; his
little surprise could turn out to be unpleasant.

Being at a ski resort we skied some more until it was time for lunch.  The
breakfast scene was repeated and the three athletes headed back to the
slopes.  The adults just sat there saying something about our energy and
enjoying hot chocolate.  It was mid-afternoon when we finished our second
run and were ready for hot chocolate ourselves.  Uncle Ray and Mr Michael
were on the slopes, but what are two quasi-grandmothers for if not to buy
us hot chocolate?  While enjoying this Uncle Ray and Mr Michael came down
and suggested it might be time for us to take a rest if we wanted to enjoy
the party tonight.  We thought it was a little early, but what kid ever won
that argument?

We headed to the rooms.  Uncle Ray stopped me as I walked past and let me
know he expected me to get some rest.  When I gave him my 'what are you
talking about look' he suggested I not think he was stupid.

"When boys get together they like to do certain things to entertain
themselves.  I'm not going to embarrass you by asking what the three of you
do, but we both know you don't go to sleep right away.  I am saying I
expect you to get some sleep.  I'm even trying to be nice when I say we'll
be up in a couple of hours to check on you. .... Capisca?"

I gave him a hug and a quick peck on the cheek and ran after Michele and
Marich.  He was right of course; this would be our last afternoon together
and we wanted it to be something special for us all to remember.  We played
the little boy naked games just like Uncle Ray suspected for quite some
time and created a great memory for us all.  I will say that Michele was
one horny and talented boy.  When Uncle Ray came in to check on us he
pulled the comforter over three naked boys spooned together very
comfortably and at least looking innocent.  He never asked me what we did
that afternoon.  When I asked him about it, he said he knew if I wanted him
to know I'd tell him without him having to ask; I was also big enough that
I should get a little respect for my privacy.  He didn't ask and I never
told; nor will I tell here.

The kid's party was a lot better than what we anticipated.  Someone must
have consulted with kids to find out what kind of music my generation liked
because it was the current 'in' songs.  There was a buffet set up with
finger foods and drinks; lots of party favors that made lots of loud noise.
The organizers were even smart enough to realize they would have a hard
time getting a boy to ask a strange girl to dance; who wanted to take the
chance of embarrassing themselves?

The host (?) organized groups of kids for dancing and showed us how to line
dance.  It worked out great, if anyone was going to look silly it would be
all of us together - kids can handle that and have fun with it, too.  Would
you believe we even played a limbo game?  How old fashioned, but fun and
funny; everybody got a souvenir bag and had a good time.  The parties began
around 8:00, about 10:00 Uncle Ray found me and asked if I wanted to see it
snowing.  There was fresh snow while we were there, but always while we
slept; you just woke up in the morning and there it was.  We walked outside
and I stood in the courtyard getting covered with snow, and also getting
wet.

"Uncle Ray, do we have to stay until after midnight?"

"I thought you wanted to party and celebrate the new year.  Changed your
mind?"

"Not really, I'd just rather do it with just us and not all that noise.
Where's Aunt Charlotte and Aunt Jackie."

"They've turned in for the evening.  They said they've seen enough New Year
celebrations in their life.  Tell you the truth, I bet I can think of a
better way for us to enjoy the night, let's go."

He filled the tub with hot water and while we waited for it to fill we
undressed and stood out on the balcony watching it snow.  There's a certain
peace that goes with the snow during the night.  It's hard to explain, but
anyone who's experienced it will know what I mean.  It's not just the quiet
and calm that's present when it snows, it brings an inner peace and calm
with it.  He wrapped a blanket around my naked body and carried me out onto
the balcony.  We stood there with me locked around him enjoying the moment.

I sat in his lap as usual while he poured warm water over me and bathed me.
It felt so good when his hands moved softly and gently over my skin while
he told me how silky and smooth I felt.  He would tell me my whole body
felt as soft and smooth as a baby's bottom.  My head lay on his shoulder so
I could turn occasionally and kiss his neck.  My hand stayed busy running
my fingers through his hair and rubbing the side of his face.  He had
shaved when he dressed for the party and his skin felt nice.

I rolled over and straddled his lap.  Leaning against his chest he was now
pouring water down my back.  When he soaped my back he let his fingers drop
part way into my crack, causing me to shiver and giggle.  I'd push away
from his chest to sit up and he started teasing my nipples; I always loved
it when he played with them.  No matter what position I got in he knew
where to tease me.  My level of excitement grew higher and higher.
Reaching out to snuggle into his neck I asked if I was going to get my
special surprise tonight.

"Yeah, I'm gonna give you a very special treat tonight."

"What is it, tell me, Uncle Ray .... you're not playing fair."

"I'll tell you .... tonight I'm going to show you how to get some special
feelings through your little treasure hole."

"But, you always said not to let any one play with it 'cause it'd hurt real
bad."

"Trust me, my boy ... just trust me, you'll love it."

When we got in bed I stacked the pillows up against the head board while he
turned out the lights.  When the lights were out we realized we could see
outside and decided to leave the drapes open so we could watch the snow.
He gave a peculiar look when he got in bed and I just smiled and patted the
high pillow as a signal this is where he should put his head.  I started to
move when he took me under the arms and lifted me so he could put his face
into my neck.  Then he started sniffing and I asked what he was doing.

"Enjoying the smell of boy.  It's a nice, fresh, invigorating smell that
comes from a special boy."

I moved up slowly, letting him smell as much and anywhere he wanted.  This
was a new experience and was exciting and pleasing.  When I was high enough
that his nose was almost at my package, I put my knees into the pillow to
support myself.  Teasingly, I moved so he could smell all around and under
my package.  When he smelled under ny package he kissed my balls.  I
shifted so the tip of my dick touched his lips; he opened and let me in.
After enjoying the sucking and tongue massage I began a slow and enjoyable
ride in and out of his mouth.  While I controlled how fast I moved in and
out, his fingers played with and tickled my crack.  About every third or
fourth plunge his fingernail would cross over my treasure hole sending
shivers of pleasure through me.

After a while he shifted down on the bed and I turned around to pleasure
him.  I had already found my high at least twice.  He had kept me moaning
and whimpering for a long time, now it was my turn to tease him.  He lay
his head on the inside of my thigh but I stayed away from his magic tongue
for now, I was too sensitive.  I licked, kissed and sucked all around his
package, including sucking his balls in and squeezing them gently between
my tongue and the roof of my mouth.  Each time he felt me tense up and have
another dry orgasm he would back off sucking and just tease my crack and
treasure hole with his fingers.

Sometime during all this I moved off his dick and worked my way up towards
his face.  I licked and kissed my way to his nipples, which I worked over
thoroughly.  We had been playing this way for over two years now and I knew
how sensitive he was there.  While I sucked one, I teased and twisted the
other.  My other hand would be between his legs either squeezing his sac or
teasing the perineum.  I loved it when he squirmed and moaned; that let me
know I was doing something good for him.

He reached down and lifted me by my armpits.  Again, he stopped to smell
what he termed that special boy smell, or was it the smell of a special
boy?  After kissing and tonguing my neck and ear he stretched me out along
his body and whispered in my ear.

"Ready for your surprise?"

"Yeah ... go ahead."

He moved away from me while keeping me on my side.  After placing a pillow
and towel next to my stomach he rolled me onto it and said for me to relax.
Starting at the base of my neck he kissed and licked his way down my back.
I squirmed and whimpered the whole time.

"Gaaahhhhd, Uncle Ray ... it feels sooo good .... don't stop
...ooooohhhhhhh.."

The whole time he kissed and licked he also teased my crack with the tips
of his fingers.  I was a whimpering baby by the time he reached the top of
my crack.  The fingers sometimes moved down the back of my thighs,
traveling to the inside for the return trip to the treasure.  At this point
I was his, he could do anything he wanted and I'd let him.  The more he
teased my crack and hole the more I spread my legs, giving him full access
to the magic spot.

He moved between my legs; he was holding a cheek in each hand, kneading
each like a ball of dough.  As he kneaded my cheeks I could feel one side
of my hole rubbing against the other.  The feeling was strange and
stimulating at the same time.  The hair on his arms tickled the back of my
legs.  I didn't know what he was going to do, but I felt both frightened
and excited at the same time.  If he was going to stick me, he always said
I'd be hurt and he wouldn't do it.

"Oooohhhhh, Gaaahhhdd Uncle Ray, that feels good ... mmmmmpphh ... oh
yeeeaah .... niiiice.."

His tongue was washing the inside of my crack.  He'd start at the outside
work his way in deep and back up the other side.  Each time he nibbled and
bit at my butt.  I wiggled, squirmed, whimpered and begged for more.

"Yeeeeaaah .... oooohhhh .yeeeaaaah .... do it, Uncle Ray .... ooooohhh ....
aaaaaaahhhh ... oh gaaaahhhhdd .... mmmmppphh ... ooooooo..."

His tongue worked from the top of my crack to the edge of my treasure hole
...

"Ooooohhhhh ... pleeeeaaase ... do it, Uncle Ray ... do it ....mooooore
.... oh geeeeeez ... take me ... pleeeease ... aaaaahhhhhh ..."

The more he played with me the more I humped the pillow and pushed my
treasure out to him.  I was his boy and ready to let him have anything he
wanted.  I felt him shift on the bed a little.

"OOOOHHHHHH GAAAAAHHHHD ... SHIIIT ....OOOOOHHHHH ...uuuuhhh ....uuuhhhh
....uuhh ...uuhh ...yeeeeaaah .... oooohhhh .... noooooooo ....ooohhh"

He did it, it was a feeling I didn't expect and caught me by complete
surprise.  There was no way he could prepare me for what I felt.  I was
completely out of it by now, off in a different world of erotic feelings.
No way can anyone describe how this feels; you have to experience it.
Uncle Ray had gone to my treasure, I could feel his hot breath as he
lingered over my hole and deliberately teased me.  I begged him and begged
him, then he did it.

"OOOOHHHHH ...AAAAAAHHHHH ... again ... do it again .... mooore..."

I couldn't get enough.  I knew I was in heaven as I felt him suck the outer
limits of my hole into his mouth and begin to bathe the inside of my hole.
He sucked, then released and blew hot air; he sucked, then released and
blew hot air; he sucked, then licked all around, released and blew hot air.

"Oooooooo, Uncle Ray .... again... oooohhhh gaaahhhhd that's nice ... gooooo
..."

How long he did this I'll never be able to guess, nothing, and I do mean
nothing could ever be better and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with
him sucking and bathing my butt.  Then he did it, it got better, lots
better when he stuck me.

"OOOOHHHH GAAAHHD ... what was that? ... again... do it again ... oooohhhh.."

He did it again and I went wild again.  He stuck me and left it in, I kept
trying to turn and watch him, but couldn't.  Whatever he had in me was
unreal and I kept humping, pushing my butt back to him.  We kept going like
this for a long time; me trying to push more and more of my treasure to
him, and him driving me out of my mind.  I squirmed, moaned and pushed
until I had worked up a slight sweat that covered my whole body.

Then I felt him take my legs and cross them, squeezing them between his
legs.  His hand then went into the hole formed by my legs and butt, he was
oiling me up.  I knew he was no longer in me, but all this was too much,
too good.  He shifted and I felt the head slide down my crack and caress my
sac.  He shifted his weight and began that slow in and out rhythm, just
like last night.

This time he added another part.  He reached around and pulled my arms to
my side, then reached under and lifted me by my chest.  I lay in the palms
of his hands, suspended in mid-air with his fingers torturing my nips.
There was no way I could handle feeling any better and all these sensation.
He held me and started pounding my butt while I cried out in ecstasy.

"Ooohhhhh, Uncle Ray ... pleeeeeaase ... heeeelp me ... ohhhh gaaaaahhhhd
....  ooohhhh gaaaaaahhd ... uuuuuhhhh ..."

There I was with my upper body suspended in mid-air while he pounded my
butt and tortured my nipples.  I wanted it to end, it had to end before I
went crazy.  I had already experienced so many dry orgasms that I didn't
think it was possible to reach that high again; or was I still there?  I
just lay in his hands, a whimpering, drooling puppy.

"Ooooohhh mmmoooore ... yyeeeeeeesss ... oooooohhh gaaaahhhd .... uuuuuhhhh
...  uuuuhhh ... uuuuhhh ... uuuuhhh .... uuuuhh .... uuuuhh .... uuuuhh ...
uuuhh ... uuuhh .. uuhh .. uuhh .. uuhh .. uuhh .uuh . uuh .uuh .."

"Hold on, kid, it's almost there .... get ready ... oooooooohhhhhhh
fuuuuuuck!"

He let go with so much and so hard I thought he was peeing on me.  But,
God, was I glad he got there, I was exhausted from all the emotions and
feelings coursing through my body.  He fell on top of me and we both
panted, trying to catch our breaths.  Then he rolled onto his left side and
turned me toward him.

"Are you okay?""

"Ohh, Uncle Ray, that was beyond incredible.  What did you have in my
butt?"

I wrapped my right arm under him and around his neck, my left arm went
under his arm and over the shoulder.  I pulled myself in as close as I
could, sticking my left leg between his legs.  He reached down and wiped
some of his juice off my balls and smeared it up my crack; God, that felt
good and I felt great.

"Happy New Year.  That was a good old fashioned ass lickin' tongue fuck.  I
told you I could make that treasure hole feel good."

"Uncle Ray, that was unreal.  Guess what I want to do again tomorrow?"

The rest of the trip we took rests in the afternoon and relaxed with one
another at night.  He became an expert at making me feel good, and I became
an expert at letting him do it.  I had gotten a little taste of the candy
shop before this trip; now I had experienced a full entrée and was
developing a real sweet tooth.

Before I went home to start school again he let me know he had heard about
the little disagreements going on between Kathy and me over grades.  He
made me a deal that if I would pull the grades for an overall 3.2 average
he would let me have the cruise vacation I had talked about for so long.
However, there would be no negotiating; make the grades and get the trip,
miss the target and think about what I missed.

Dad would be graduating at the end of the semester and studying for the bar
exam; after that would be a job, but where?  This could be a summer full of
good memories if I worked for it regardless of where we moved.  Of course I
wasn't happy about the thought of moving away from Uncle Ray, but he
reminded me he would always be only a phone call away.

End Chapter Eighteen

To Be Continued: comments welcome; contact Dwight Wilson at
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