Date: Thu, 19 Jun 2008 20:10:19 +0100 From: headmanray Subject: MY TWO UNCLES PART 3 MY TWO UNCLES This was how it was with two uncles of mine when I was a young boy. They didn't corrupt me, I knew I liked older men and so for me what was more natural than two males enjoying each others company. This is in fact memories of experiences from various times but for the sake of continuity I have made it read as "the following week" whereas in fact it was sometime later in my development. If sexual relationships between a boy and his uncles offend you then this is not a story for you. Even though I am much older now and attitudes have changed I remember these two men fondly. Part 3 . I have told you a lot about my Uncle John and mentioned also my Uncle Bert but he was a very different man. He was about 5' 9" tall, in pretty good shape at about 170 pounds and had dark brown hair with the bluest eyes I had ever seen. I remember he was always dressed quite smartly and the centre of attraction for me was forever his neat trousers, they were nearly always what you might say snug fitting and showed a bulge that made it pretty obvious he was well hung. If and when he caught me looking he would just smile broadly and cast his eyes down, sometimes running the fingertips of his hand over the bulge which would make me lick my lips and which he clearly noticed. This then was how it all started with Uncle Bert and when I look back he had of course planned it all out but I was a kid and had no idea of what was in store for me. I never saw much of him when I was very young but he did call to see the family once in a while and when he was with me he always loved to tickle me and I remember he would always somehow manage to get his hands under my shorts and squeeze my butt. It was fun and I didn't mind at all and of course I had no idea what he was really wanting to do until... I must have been about 12 or 13 and he called at my home one day and asked my mom if he could take me to the seaside (beach) on a bus. I didn't get to the beach very often and was of course delighted and I thought a day out with him would be special as he never called to see me very often. I had to promise I'd be good and not misbehave, that kind of thing that parents insist upon, and that I'd do as I was told. My mother wasn't strict but always tried to make sure I'd be good so that I might be invited again! So this was how it started with Uncle Bert. The bus ride was over an hour and we sat on the top of the bus so that we could easily look out of the windows and see everything on the journey. I sat by the window and Uncle sat by my side, sometimes stretching over me to point out something he had seen and wanted me to see. Sometimes as the bus went along he would put his arm around me and then at other times he would sit and hold my hand and smile and say "This is nice. Just you and me and you will be a good boy for your uncle won't you." It did feel good to be out with him, just the two of us, and I told him I would do as he said and I'd be good. We spent hours at the beach and there was a funfair so of course he took me on rides, bought me an ice cream and generally did things that young kids do on a day out at the beach. All too soon it was over and we had to catch the bus back home. I remember the bus was almost empty and we sat upstairs again only this time we sat right at the back, as uncle said there was more room there and again he let me sit by the window. As we went along he told me I had been a good boy and we would go again if I wanted to and of course I said yes. He smiled at me and said he knew that I would be no trouble and perhaps my mom would let him take me to the cinema. Now that was a treat, and I remember I stretched up and kissed his cheek. Jokingly he told me off and said not to be naughty as we could get arrested for kissing on a bus and said if I did it again he would have to tickle me, and raised his hand and moved his fingers. I pressed myself into the corner of the seat and said "Oh no, please" and he said he was only joking and let his hand fall onto my leg and rest there. He felt OK and as it seemed a man thing to do I rested my hand on his leg next to me. I don't know how far we went like that but I became aware his hand had moved a little and his finger tips were under the bottom of the log of my shorts. I didn't; say anything but looked up at him and he was looking at me smiling and said "Be a good boy for your uncle now" and so I sat there not knowing what he was going to want me to do. His fingertips were stroking my leg and it felt funny but now I was scared as my little cock was getting hard and I didn't want him to know, but I couldn't hide it. He whispered to me to be careful but to put my hand inside his trouser pocket, so I did but there was hole there and nothing in the pocket at all. By now he had moved his hand that was on me and had pushed it down the front of my shorts and into my underpants. I told him there was a hole in his pocket and he said "Put your hand thru the hole and feel me". Now there was just the two of us on the bus so of course he was feeling more confident. I put my hand back into his pocket and this time I put my hand thru the hole that was there. I couldn't believe what I felt there. It felt enormous and I went to pull my hand away but his other hand covered mine and held it in place from the outside and he said "Hold it there. Just hold it and feel it". "That's it be a good boy". He was playing with my boy cock all the time and of course it felt good but I was amazed at how big his cock felt in my small hand. He moved in the seat and told me to pull his cock out and look at it. I went to take my hand out and open his fly but he said "No. Take it through the pocket and look" It wasn't easy as I had to move a hard cock under his trousers to poke it through the pocket but I managed it as he moved to make it easy for me. Only part of it of course was exposed out of the pocket but now I could SEE it! It wasn't like uncle Johns it was like mine, uncut, and the hood was stretched over the tip which was shiny and wet. It looked huge and the slit looked wide and wet. I looked at him and he put a hand on my neck and pressed me down toward his pocket and I knew what he wanted me to do as he said "Lick it. We haven't got long." As I put my lips on it he moved and the hood slipped back over the head and as he held me there it popped into my open mouth. I heard him quietly say "Lick it like a lollipop son", he was still playing with my cock which was really hard now, and as I licked it all over I started to cum! So there I was, cumming in my pants with my Uncles cock in my mouth. I could feel him rubbing my cum over my cock and this must have hit his trigger as while he was doing this he started to cum. It startled me as I had no warning and as my mouth filled up he continued to cum and he held me there over him and I had to swallow it all. By now he had moved his hand out of my shorts and after he had cum he moved me to sit upright again and told me to tidy up and wipe my mouth! The rest of the journey was only about ten minutes and in that time he asked me how often did I wank and wank and would I like a dick like his. I told him I wanked every day and he said that was good and would help my cum stay fresh and when I asked how I could get a dick like his he said he would show me but it would have to be a secret and I was to promise not to tell anyone. I promised him and asked him how and he just said, "I will have to show you another day we haven't time now". We were almost at my home by now and when we got there he said I had been very good and he would try to call the next week and maybe we could then go to the cinema. My mother seemed pleased at that idea and I was too but it meant I had to wait a week before we would go. So now I had to wait until I discovered how my dick would get as big as Uncle Bert's. All that following week all I could dream about was having a dick like my Uncles! I plan to continue with Uncle Bert but will add more of Uncle John involvement in my life in later parts if there is interest. Your comments are welcome if you want to get back to me e-mail me at headmanray@btconnect.com