Date: Mon, 26 Nov 2001 16:11:07 -0800 (PST) From: Ken Subject: Colonial The year was 1775 and I was a lad of 18. I am about 5'6, 130 pounds with short black hair. I want to tell you about a trip I took with my uncle George when I discovered the joy of carnal pleasure. My uncle was going on a business trip and my father thought it would be good for me to get off the farm and experience life. He trusted me with his older brother who was 57 years old and lived in town. I was very excited and could hardly sleep the night before we left. That morning uncle arrived and looked splendid astride a beautiful horse with his traveling clothes. I packed a few items in a saddlebag and mounted up. Uncle spent the better part of the day telling me how to act, speak, and how to travel. He told me we would be staying at inns along the way that he knew well. I nodded obediently and we made good time. I got my first surprise when he announced he had to take a "piss." I was shocked at his language considering he was from the city and all. He dismounted his steed and handed me the reins. I was stunned when he opened his breeches and pulled out his member right in front of me. As he watched himself piss, I observed his penis with great interest. He had pulled back his ample foreskin and revealed a plump purple knob that looked rather large. My own penis quickly hardened as I watched him shake off the last drops and tuck himself back inside his breeches. He talked more as we approached a town and we went directly to an inn and had dinner. The people in the inn were very different than at home. Women sat on men's laps and ribald jokes flew through the air. Ale and rum were consumed heartily as uncle educated me in the ways of the world. He smiled at me with his steely gray eyes and winked a lot at me. Soon, I noticed that uncle patted me on the knee a lot and rubbed his hand on my back. I took every opportunity to look him over and my penis was stiff in my woolen underpants. After some time, I had to piss and uncle told me where to go and I headed outside. I was followed by an older man who was bald and skinny. We stood next to each other as I pissed on the ground. In the moonlight, I could see the old man's penis. It was extremely long and the old man milked it strongly to get his piss out. Late into the night we headed to our room and I wasn't surprised to hear the sounds of passion behind almost every door. The men were buying sex from the women of the inn. As we entered our room, the couple in the next room were really loud as they moaned in lust as their bed thumped against the wall. Uncle made several jokes as we undressed. I watched him disrobe and lusted after his trim body, except for the slight paunch at his belly. His chest was covered with black and gray hairs that ran clear down to his breeches. He removed his hat and revealed the little hair he had left. I watched eagerly from the side as he removed his trousers and woolen underpants. He insisted on sleeping in the nude and he meant it. I watched as his plump cock flopped into the cool air and the low hanging orbs of flesh in his hairy pouch. He climbed onto the bed and asked why I was still clothed. He assured me there was nothing to be embarrassed about. I stripped slowly trying to get my bulging erection to subside, but I knew he could already see it. I pulled off my underpants and my penis sprung forth in a pounding erection. My knob poked through my short foreskin and showed himself to my uncle. My lightly haired orbs pulled up tight under my cock in the cool evening air. Uncle commented on the joys of youth and patted the bed. I crawled in and reached for the covers, but to my surprise uncle stopped me. Instead he quickly rolled on top of me and planted a deep kiss on my lips. His long tongue probed mine and I lay helpless until I realized I was happy. I eagerly responded with my tongue and uncle murmured his approval. Uncle stopped kissing me as I felt his penis begin to lengthen against my belly. He kneeled beside me and grabbed my throbbing penis, my precum smeared all over my belly and his. He pumped my erection with his smooth hands and had me writhing in seconds. I had never had another person stroke my member and usually it shot its' juices at night while I was asleep. I began to feel the urge to spurt in just moments. Uncle bent over and took my cock in his mouth! His tongue ran over my knob and he bobbed his lips over my foreskin and knob. My testicles contracted painfully and I fired my white milk up into his mouth. He swallowed every ounce and licked his lips gleefully when I had stopped exploding. Uncle looked down at his half hard penis and then at me. He scooted up the bed and I willingly fisted his penis until it was hard as a stone and pulsing in my grip. I loved to feel his thick hood being pulled down and then letting it reclaim his fat knob. His penis grew until it was almost 8 inches in length, a whole 2 inches longer than mine. His heavy orbs of flesh nudged my chin as I tried to take his whole manhood into my mouth and throat, like he had done to my milky smooth penis. Suddenly, uncle stopped my mouthing and crawled off the bed. He went to the nightstand and rummaged about. He came away with a small tin that held some sort of grease or salve. I suddenly knew what was coming. I had seen a friend of mine do his brother in his rear end one afternoon when us boys were skinny dipping and pulling on our young hard penises. Before uncle could begin, I heard the couple next door begin to reach the height of their passion. First, I heard the wench shrieking as she reached her orgasm. I had heard these noises before as I am an only child and my parents had made passionate love in the bed beside me. We lived in a one room farm house and privacy was not possible. Father had explained to me when I was quite small that he was not hurting Mother, but making her feel his love. I had watched them on top of the blankets on hot summer nights as Father got between mother's legs and placed his thick hard penis up into her body. I had loved the sound of Mother begging for him to push harder and faster and feeling the bed shake violently as Father obliged her. I could sometimes see his cock burrowing in and out as his hefty balls slapped her rear end. When Mother would release, she would cry and call out Father's name and then would usually feint to sleep. Father would keep bucking heavily until he would call out the Lord's name over and over as he would quit moving and his whole body would tense and shudder. One night after he fell asleep, I felt his still hot and wet penis and the juice that would drool out of his penis onto his smooth belly. Now, I heard the wench release calling out the man's name, Eldridge, over and over. I heard the man tell her he was going to spurt and she told him to removed himself and finish on her belly. His voice was that of the old man who had peed next to me earlier. The banging against the wall stopped and I heard the sound of flesh slapping and the groans like Pa made when he climaxed. I looked back at uncle and he just smiled knowing that I needed to hear the conclusion before we continued. I rolled onto my back and lifted up my legs like Mother would do for Father. Uncle crawled between my legs and rubbed grease around my opening and pushed his middle finger up my hole and rub around. I squirmed but didn't budge as uncle inserted his fat knob inside my rear. I yelped with pain as he drove half his member inside me and then I couldn't help but let out a cry of pain as uncle buried his whole member up my virgin hole. The couple next door giggled and the man gave a cheer for uncle. Uncle began to buck back and forth causing my penis to harden and leak steadily. The bed creaked and began to tap the wall until uncle began to slam that thick shaft rapidly in and out. I liked the feel of his balls tapping the cleft of my cheeks with each thrust. I could feel his foreskin sliding against my tunnel with unbelievable friction. It was like getting rammed by a second penis at the same time. My walls clutched at his thick shaft and heat flushed my body. Soon, Uncle began to moan and cry out softly. He froze just like Father and I felt a warm rush of liquid fill my tunnel. Uncle George's penis swelled over and over in my tight hole as he emptied his seed deep in my tunnel. He collapsed lightly on top of me and I felt his juices seeping out alongside his penis and onto the sheets. His softening member slipped out and I cried at the loss of his fleshy shaft. We slept soundly.