Date: Sat, 11 Oct 2014 19:07:50 -0400
From: nephillyboy76@aol.com
Subject: Dad to the Rescue Part 15

Dad to the Rescue, XV
"Never Put A Label On Justin"
By Joey E

Well, it's been a while readers. I had started this chapter about six
months ago, but never completed it.  Here it is and, once again, I have
injected new life into this story that so many wanted to continue. Thanks
again to the readers who provide me feedback.  I really do appreciate it.
Also, Corwin, this one is for you.

This is a work of fiction.  Any similarities to anything in real life is
strictly coincidental.  It is also not suitable to be read by anyone under
18 (or 21 in some areas), And if you are offended by gay guys and gay
incest, again, I ask, what are you doing in the Gay incest section on Nifty
anyway?

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It was comfortable, laying there with my newly discovered uncle.  He was
one hunk of man.  Brown hair, a smooth and muscular body.  A big smile on
my face appeared when I realized I finally played around with another
person.  A wonderful person who let me act out all those things I wanted to
do the first day I met him.  I didn't realize it at the time, of course,
but it was all there.  I felt like a ton of bricks had been released from
my body.  All that pent up sexual energy was released finally.

He finally let go of me and started to get up out of bed.  I studied his
ass as he got up off the bed.  Damn, that was hot ass.  He turned his head
around and saw that I was staring at his ass.

"You like my ass, don't you?" he said, grinning.  His hands cupped each
cheek.

"Yeah, I do," I said, sitting up.

"Well, maybe later we'll do more, Joe," he said.  "But now, it's time to
get up!"

I got up off the bed and I walked over to where he was standing.  God, he
looked so handsome.  Right then, I thought I would never see anything as
strong and handsome as he was.

He wrapped his arms around me and we embraced each other.  He kissed me on
the forehead.

"So, uh, what made you let me do that to you?" I asked.

"I don't know, man.  I just was horny, and I kind of liked the way you were
looking at me.  I haven't played around with another dude since I played
with Tony and Dan.  You were definitely the hottest."

I smiled and released him, asking "Really?"

"Yeah, dude.  I don't know what it is about you, but you really have grown
on me in the past few days.  I don't know what all this is about, but I'm
determined to just enjoy it You made me feel free to do whatever I wanted
to do without being judged."

"Cool," was all I said.  I started to throw my clothes back on.  Justin did
the same.

"So, are we going to go bowling now?" he asked.

"Sure!" I said.

"All right, then," he said, swatting my ass.  "Let's get moving!"

I opened the door to a sight I'll never forget. I looked into my room and
saw Dan with his legs spread, sitting up on my bed. Tony was there in
between his legs, sucking on his cock.

"Let's go," Justin whispered in my ear when he saw the same thing I saw.

I just kept walking and went downstairs with Justin right behind me.  The
first thing we did when we got to the bottom floor was laugh.

"Oh, man, they just couldn't control themselves," Justin said.  "Well, are
you ready to go?"

I nodded my head yes.  I couldn't wait to spend the afternoon with my hunky
Uncle Justin.


We drove in Justin's Mustang Cobra to the local bowling alley. We listened
to some tunes on his awesome sound system.  We didn't say much, but it
wasn't an awkward moment.  I was just enjoying the time I was spending with
him.

"When's the last time you went bowling, Joe?" he asked.

"Uh, probably about a year ago with my buds from school.  I like it, but I
don't go too often."

"Are you any good?"

"I wouldn't say that I am great.  I usually average about 120 a game.  Not
the best, but at least it's something.  I'm better at Nintendo Wii
bowling!"

He laughed and said, "Yeah, then you and me are about the same, dude.  I
don't go too often, but it's fun."

We arrived there in about twenty minutes.  I had never been there before,
but it was a decent place.  It wasn't too crowded.  Justin walked up to the
counter. He paid for whatever and turned around to me.

"What size shoe do you wear, dude?"

"Uh, Seven and a half."

"Okay," he said.  "He'll take a seven and a half and I'll take a twelve."

Wow, Justin had pretty big feet compared to mine. But then again, he was
about 10" taller than I was.  We got our shoes and headed to our lane, lane
two.  I sat down and changed my footwear and then went to search for a
ball.  I knew that I could only handle the balls that said 10 on them, so I
hunted for one that fit my fingers.  Luckily, I found one on the first try.
I walked back to the lane where Justin was just setting his down, which was
a 14.  I didn't know what the numbers exactly meant, but I knew 14 was
bigger and heavier than mine.

"Find yourself a good ball?" he asked, as I set it down.

"I think so," I said walking back over to him.  "But, I think I found two
better ones, if you know what I mean."

"Mmmmm... " he said, grinning.

"Justin, I just want to tell you I feel so much better for some reason.  I
don't know why, but I feel like I can be myself around you.  If I do
something or say something that is out of line, just tell me."

He put his arm around my shoulder.  "Listen, dude, while I am not going to
kiss you in public or anything like that, I will tell you that's how I want
you to be around me.  I learned that from Tony.  It's better to be yourself
than to try to be something else that you're not.  So, while keeping in
mind there is a time and a place for everything, don't ever feel
embarrassed or ashamed about anything when you're around me, okay?"

"Yeah," I said.  Having heard that, I was good.  "Now, let me setup this
freakin' thing."

I sat down in front of the monitor for the scoreboard and entered our
names.  JJL for Justin and JME for me.  It still made me proud to put that
as my initials.  Though it wasn't Tony's last name, it was still mine.  I
was carrying on my mom's family name and I was proud of that.

"Well, we're all set up," I said.  "You're up!"

"Okay," he said, taking the ball and going up to the lane.

His first throw was excellent.  The way he threw it he just looked so fluid
and natural. He knocked down nine pins.  He waited for his ball to come
back up.  He looked back at me and winked at me.  I winked back and
blushed.  God, he still made me blush.

He took his second throw and knocked down the remaining pin.  Spare.

"Good throw," I said, getting up.

I took my green ball and walked up.

"Come on, buddy," he yelled.  "Let's see what you got!"

At that moment, I said a silent prayer that went something like please let
me not look like a complete idiot.  I pulled back and threw forward.  It
felt good on the release.  I can always tell by that moment whether it was
going to be good or not.  I put a little spin on it and it knocked down
eight pins.

"Good job, man!" he said.

I proudly smiled at him.  "I'll get this spare!"

"Go for it!"

I threw the next shot down and it went right where I wanted it to go,
knocking down the two pins that remained on the left side.  SPARE!

I pumped my fist up in the air as I saw it knocking down the pins.  I
turned around and walked back where Justin was standing.  He held his hand
up for a high-five which I eagerly slapped back.

"Good shot, Joe!"

He shot his next frame and ended up with a Strike.  Damn, I guess he's
pretty good I thought as I got up to take my next shot.

The release felt perfect and I also threw a Strike.  I jumped up in the air
and said, "Fuck yeah!"

I heard Justin cheering for me behind me.  I turned around and ran up to
him.  He threw his arms around me and hugged me.

"Good job, Joe!" he exclaimed.  I hugged him back and we both released at
the same time.

"Beat that, Uncle!" I challenged.

"Ha, I'll just show you," he said, picking up his ball.

Sure enough, he matched it with a strike. On my next throw I upped the ante
with another strike.  I couldn't believe I had just thrown two strikes.

"Fuck, yeah, dude!" I yelled to Justin as I walked back towards him.

He laughed and said, "Nice one!"

I smiled, proud of myself.  I knew my luck wouldn't last forever, but at
least I wasn't making a fool of myself in front of my new Uncle.

I watched him make his next shot and something just didn't look right in
his release.  Sure enough, the ball veered towards the right and only hit
the two pins on the end.

He turned around and though I didn't hear him, I 'm pretty sure he
muttered, "Fuck."

"Come on, man, you can get the spare, still," I said.

He smiled at me, "You think?"

He took his ball and threw it down the lane. I thought he was going to make
it, but it only knocked down seven pins.

Watching him react, he reacted in the same way I would.  He was cursing at
the pin!  I had to laugh.

"What?" he asked, sitting down next to me.

"Nothing, you just did what I usually did when I miss a pin."

I stood up and grabbed my ball.

"Let's see what you got, Joe!"

I confidently threw my orange bowling ball down the lane and it curved as
it was supposed to.  But then it curved too much to the left and ended up
only hitting half the pins.

"Aw, shit!"

"You got half the pins, dude. That's not so bad!"

"Yeah, true.  I was hoping to get a turkey though!"

"Well, just get the spare, then," Justin said.  "Go for it!"

"Okay," I said, as I grabbed my ball as it rose up to the platform.

I focused and threw the ball.  No such luck.  It totally missed the other
balls and ended up in the gutter.

Justin fared better next frame and got a spare.  We high-fived as he passed
me.  Though I was in the lead, I knew Justin was right behind me.  I
concentrated on where I wanted to throw the ball before let it go.
Unfortunately, I didn't know I was that far up and I slipped on the lane
because I stepped to far forward.  Naturally, my foot went out from under
me and I fell backwards, releasing the ball backwards as well.

I got up real quick and started laughing.  Justin came swiftly to me and
asked, "You okay, bro?"

"Yep," I said, rubbing the back of my head.

"You sure, bro?" he asked, looking so concerned.

"Yeah, sure," I said still laughing.  I walked past him to pick up my ball,
avoiding eye contact with anyone around us.  I picked up the ball and made
my way back to the hardwood.

"Are you sure you're okay?" he asked, rubbing my back.  He then worked his
hand up my neck to my head.  He felt the place where I fell back on it.

"Yeah, I'm good, but you can check it later when I'm, uh, naked," I said,
lowering my voice.

"Throw the ball, Joe!" he said, swatting my ass.

I couldn't help but jump up in the air when he did that.  It was totally
unexpected.  i looked back at him and winked at me.  He was also wearing an
evil grin.  I grinned back at him.

So, this went on and on throughout the game and I could feel the tension
between us growing again.  Not in a bad way, but in a very horny way.  I
was half hard by the end of the game.

"Wow, I can't believe you fuckin' beat me," he said, ruffling my hair.
"I'm proud of you, Joe."

I looked up at him and smiled.  He smiled back at me.  His green eyes
shining.  I saw nothing but pride coming from him.  I couldn't help it.  I
threw my arms around him and hugged him.  He hugged me back and gave me a
pat on the back.  I knew to release him because i didn't want to cause too
much of a scene there.

"One fifty!  Not bad!" he said, giving me a high-five.

We were setting up the scoreboard for the next game when we heard a guy's
voice yelling "No shit!  What the fuck are you doing here?"

We both turned around to see who was yelling.

I saw a guy coming up to us, with a big smile on his face.  It was no one
that I knew, so I turned to Justin.  Justin looked like he recognized him
and smiled back at him.

"Corwin!" Justin exclaimed.

"How's it going?  Didn't expect to see you here!  How have you been man?"

"Great," the guy evidently named Corwin answered.  They shook hands and
gave the buddy hug.

"Hey, Corwin, this is my nephew, Joe.  Joe, this is my buddy, Corwin!"

Corwin came over to me and extended his hand.  He was shorter than Justin,
but taller than me.  I'd say he was about 5'8" with brown hair and eyes.
His brown hair was wavy and cut short.

"What the hell are you doing here?" Corwin asked again.

"Just taking a break before I join the real working world, dude.  I am
staying with my brother for a while.  I haven't seen you in ages!  Joe,
this is my ol' buddy," he said wrapping his arm around Corwin.

"We grew up together," Corwin added.  "We'll have to go out sometime buddy
and catch up.  If I knew you were in town, I'd call you."

"Same here.  I thought you were still in Florida."

"Yeah I was, but I once I graduated college, I wanted to come back here.
We'll have to hang out soon, catch up.  I'm staying with my parents."

"Sounds like a plan, bro," Justin said, smiling.

"Well, I gotta get back to my game now.  Nice meeting you Joe.  Later,
bro!" he said and then turned around to walk back to his lane.

"Corwin's an old buddy of mine.  I haven't seen him in like three years,"
Justin explained.

"Oh," I said, thoroughly lost and confused.

We played one more game and this time around, he beat me.  By the end of
the game, I had a full-fledged boner.  He had to keep adjusting his too
throughout the game.  Could it be that I turned him on?  Could it be that
he was actually attracted to me and found me sexy like i found him to be?
What the fuck?

"That was fun, dude!" he exclaimed as we were walking up to the counter to
exchange our shoes.  "We'll have to do that again soon."

Anything that involved Justin was fine with me.  "Yeah, definitely," I
replied.

We got changed into our sneaks and headed out the door.  Like the gentleman
he was, he held the door for me. We got back into the car and he turned the
key to start the car.

He turned to me and gave me a big grin.  The next thing I knew, his hand
was feeling my crotch, which was half erect all afternoon.  His hand groped
around and grabbed my cock, which was now fully hard.

I gasped as he kept feeling it up.  He grinned at me again and said, "Just
had to make sure he was still there, bro."

And with that, he let go of it.  Leaving me high and dry again.

"Aw, dude, come on, that's not fair!" I said, as he put the car into
reverse.

"More of that later," he kind of commanded.  "We'll have plenty of time,
Joe.  Trust me."

We rode in silence until I couldn't stand it anymore.

"Justin," I asked.  "I know you said you weren't gay, but isn't what you
did a few minutes ago kind of, well, gay?"

He sighed a deep sigh and replied, "Yeah, I know, buddy.  You really threw
me for a loop, bro.  You come into my life and just turn it upside down.  I
am not going to analyze it.  I'm just going to go with it and enjoy it
while it lasts.  I know I like chicks, dude.  Been with plenty of them to
know that I do.  But you, you're something special to me.  I can't explain
it. Some times things defy explanation.  They just happen.  Besides, I've
never been one to put a label on myself.  I just go with my instincts and
my heart.  Tony also says I should use my head, but that's not going to
happen any time soon!"

He put his hand on my thigh and I was content with that answer for now.  I
was with my hot uncle in his hot car.  That made me content.

We rode back in great, but horny spirits.  The first thing I was going to
do, I had decided, was go up to my room and jack my dick.  But as we pulled
into the driveway of the condo, something different caught my eye.

There was a moving van in the next driveway.  No one had lived there since
I had moved in with Tony and Dan.  Justin noticed it to and said, "Well,
looks like you're getting new neighbors, Joe."

He pulled in behind Tony's blue F-250 and parked.  I jumped out of the car
and saw Tony and Dan next door moving a sofa together out of the U-Haul
truck.

"Hey Champ!" Tony yelled, smiling at me.  "We got new neighbors!"

"I see that," I answered, walking over to him.

"Let us get this inside, and then I want to hear all about your game," he
said, grunting as he lifted the sofa up.

"Okay," I replied.  I was just about to turn around to walk back to my new
home when something I caught my attention out of the corner of my eye.

Apparently, one of the new neighbors was a teenage dude around my age.  He
was wearing a white Hollister t-shirt with a pair of cargo shorts.  He must
have noticed me because he turned his attention to me and started walking
over to where I was standing.

He walked right up to me and extended his hand to me.  I also might add
that he was also eye-level to me which was nice for a change.  He looked
like he was about to say something when Tony walked by us.

"Oh yeah, Joey, that's Peter," Tony yelled to me as he walked by us.

I extended my hand and we shook.  "Nice to meet you, I'm Joe!"

"Cool, I'm Pete," he said.  "Obviously, my family is moving in next to you.
Your Dad offered to help us when he saw I was struggling with a mattress."

"Well, that's Tony for you," I said, proudly.  "Always lending a helping
hand..."

"PETER!" yelled a female voice from the moving truck.

"Well, that didn't take long," Pete said with a smile.  "Sorry, but I gotta
go help some more."

"No problem.  If you want, stop over later," I said.  What the fuck did I
say that for?

We both turned around and walked back to our respective properties.  Justin
was just standing there still, leaning on his Mustang.  As I walked by him,
he grinned at me and I blushed.  Pete had the cutest boyish face and blonde
hair with blue eyes.  He was totally different than Justin or Tony. But
more about him later.

"Well, now, what was that?" he asked, as he threw his arm around my
shoulder.

As we walked into our place, Justin said, "Looks like my little man just
met someone he likes."

"Ah shut up," I muttered, walking past him.

"Come on, now, I know that look," Justin said, wrapping his arm around my
neck and giving me a playful punch in the arm.

"Just shut up and kiss me," I said.

He let go of me gently and grabbed the back of my head.  He lowered his
sexy face towards mine and pressed his sexy lips against mine.  I
immediately opened my mouth to accept his tongue.  We made out for about a
minute until we were rudely interrupted again by a certain big brother/Dad
figure.

"BOYS!" he yelled as he came through the front door.  Dan was right behind
him and just laughed.

We broke apart and started laughing along with Dan while Tony just muttered
something under his breath as he walked past us.

"How was bowling, little bud?" Dan asked me.

We all started moving to the kitchen, following Tony.  Dan and I sat down
at the kitchen table while Justin got a Gatorade out of the fridge.

"Great. I beat Justin in one game!" I proudly exclaimed.

"Yeah, that fucker kicked my ass!  We're gonna have a re-match real soon,
though," Justin said, sitting down next to me, opening his bottle.

"Sounds like you had a great time," Tony said.

"So what's with the new neighbors?" Justin asked.  "How did you become the
helpers so quickly?"

"Come on, Justin, you know how he is.  Tony and I were just working in the
yard and he sees this kid and his mom struggling with a mattress.
Naturally, your brother forces me to go over and help."

"Ah shut it, Danny.  You would've done the same thing.  It turns out that
her husband was called out on an emergency just as they pulled into the
driveway. I just hope they are cool neighbors, unlike Mrs. Bitch!"

"Who's Mrs. Bitch?"

"Her real name was Mrs. Stauffer, Joey," Dan answered.  "And she really was
a bitch!"

"Why did she move out?" I asked.

"Well, it turns out her daughter is an even bigger bitch and when she
discovered that her mother was living next to two faggots, as she called
us, she demanded that she move out and move in with her," Tony said.

"Oh I remember her!" Justin chimed in.  "She was that old gray-haired lady
with the glasses.  She was a bitch!"

"That place had stood empty for about four months now.  They were asking
way too much for it," Dan said, getting up and grabbing a beer from the
fridge.  "You want one, baby?"

"Sure, stud."

"I'll take one too," I said.

"NO!" Tony boomed.  "No more beer for you except on poker night!"

"Okay," I said, disappointed.

"But, their son is fourteen years old, Champ.  Someone finally around your
own age to hang out with nearby," Tony remarked, taking the beer that Dan
was giving him.

Our conversation was interrupted by a cell phone ringing. By the sound of
the ringtone, I knew it was Justin's phone.  He looked at the Caller ID and
said, "Joe, you might want to answer this one."

I took the phone and saw it was Josh calling.  I pressed the answer button.

"Hello?"

"Is Joe there?'

"This is he," I answered.

"Oh hey, Joe!  It's Josh.  Steve and I were wondering if you wanted to hang
out with us this evening."

"Wow, cool!  Let me check with my Dads and I'll call you right back."

"Sounds good.  We'll be just hanging out over at Steve's house.  His
parents aren't going to be around tonight.  We can shoot some pool, and his
parents have a pool. So bring your speedos!"

"JOSH!" I heard Steve yell in the background.

"Uh, I don't have any," I said, laughing.

"Well, bring something to swim in, or maybe we can all swim naked instead!"

Visions of Josh and Steve began floating in my head.  I looked around the
table and noticed everyone was listening to my conversation.

"Okay, I'll call you right back.  Later!"

I hung up the phone and gave it back to Justin.  "That was Josh.  He's
invited me to hang out with him and Steve this evening."

"Hold on, Champ, who is Josh and Steve?" Tony asked, as predicted.

"We hung out with them at Great Adventure yesterday," Justin answered.
"Real cool guys.  They went to school with Joey."

"Well, they were seniors when I was a sophomore, but I knew them.  So, can
I go Dad?"

Tony's face was smiling at me.  "First of all, buddy, did you notice you
said you would have to check with your Dads just now?"

"I did?" I gasped.  I reviewed the conversation in my head quickly and
started to chuckle.  "Yeah, I guess I did."

"Where do they live?" Dan asked.

"My old home town," I answered.  "Can I Tony?"

"Are his parents home?" Tony asked.

"Uh, I think so," I answered, realizing I never did ask that.

"Well, as long as his parents are home, then yes.  But we'll be by to pick
you up by 10PM!"

"Tony, Jesus, you sound like Mom!" Justin jumped in.  "What is he?  Ten
years old?"

"No, he's fifteen years old, and he's a little young to be hanging out with
eighteen year olds," Tony said, sternly.

"I have to agree with Tony on this one, bud," Dan said.

"But, guys, they are a couple, Steve and Josh.....uh, Joe, why don't you go
upstairs and masturbate while I convince the old farts that you should go.
Notice I said masturbate and not jerk off, Joe.  It may take more than the
minute it takes you to get off!"

I was thrown back by that request, but who was I to turn down playing with
my teenage penis?