Date: Mon, 18 Apr 2011 12:43:51 -0400 From: whitewold999@icqmail.com Subject: Road Trip (gay/incest, oral anal, b/M) DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boy's discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between an underage boy and adult males... If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. If it is illegal to read such material where you live or if you find the topic distasteful the please leave now. If you enjoy the story or if it evokes memories of your own, please let me know. I am happy to write stories from outlines. Copyright 2010 Wolf, All rights reserved. You may contact me at whitewold999@icqmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Road Trip By Wolf My gay sexual education began the summer I made a road trip with my uncle from Yakima, Washington to Omaha, Nebraska. My parents had named me Daniel, but everyone called me Dan. The summer of the trip I was an innocent 15-year-old virgin who had just finished my freshman year of high school. I was a 130 pound, five-foot nine teenager, with brown hair and hazel eyes. I had always been a shy boy, and found it difficult to express my feelings to girls. I didn't know how to approach girls. I hated to dance because I felt clumsy. My parents agreed to allow me to travel with my mother's older brother cross country to visit relatives. My uncle was a school teacher, named John. He was a 40-year-old, 190 pound man only five-feet eight inches tall. I have to say he was a balding, chunky man, but be was a very personable guy. We had packed up his big Chevy Tahoe with camping gear for the trip. We planned to camp at KOA's along the way and when we could not find one we would camp alongside rivers or creeks whenever possible. We were going to take Interstate 84 from Yakima through the following cities, Boise, Idaho, Twin Falls, Idaho, Ogden, Utah, then turn onto Interstate 80 at Echo, Utah, through the States of Wyoming and Nebraska to Omaha, Nebraska. I plotted out the course on a map all the way. Being a teenager that had never traveled all that much, the trip was a true adventure. The time on the road between stops was like an eternity to me. We ate on the road a lot, so that we didn't have to stop all that much. We would have meals at diners adjoining gas stations when we had to fill up the tank. We spent the night in Boise at a nice KOA just outside of town nestled among pine trees and a nice little brook. We had a three man pup tent. We set up the tent and checked out the area before we settled down for the night. Our sleeping bags were far too warm for a summer's night in an area protected from winds. We simply lay on top of the bags with stuffed sacks full of clothes as our pillows. We had a battery powered lantern hanging from the middle of a loop at the junction of the tent poles. We talked about a lot of subjects during the trip, but that first night Uncle John started asking me questions about sex. I admitted that I had never had sex with a girl before. He had a way of asking questions that made me feel comfortable about discussing the most intimate of subjects. He found out a lot about me that first night. Eventually the fatigue of the day's travel caused me to drift off to sleep. During the early morning hours it cooled off enough to force us to pull the sleeping bags over our bodies, but it was not enough to force us to zip up the bags. The KOA was nestled among pine trees that protected the tent from the bright morning sun. The tent simply grew brighter as the sun lit up the sky. Sleeping on the ground causes hot spots from pressure points that woke me up periodically, forcing me to turn over. Hunger woke me up in the morning. Both of us had full bladders that forced us to make a run to the common bath facilities. We relieved ourselves and waited our turns to shower and brush out teeth. I was done before Uncle John, because he had to shave, so I returned to our campsite to start breaking camp. We packed up and headed for a restaurant for breakfast, and then filled the tank on the Tahoe before getting back on highway 84. We had a tape player in the truck, so we didn't have to struggle with fading radio stations. We talked constantly and sang to the music. I was enjoying the changing scenery passing by the windows. I was getting a geography lesson as we traveled. We stopped for lunch in Ogden and took time for a lttle sightseeing. Uncle John told me all about the history of the Mormon migration and how they supposedly abandoned polygamy to become a State in the Union. Then we headed for the junction of highway 84 and 80 at Echo Utah. We found a creek near the highway to set up camp for the night. When we were settled down for the night Uncle John produced one of those Tijuana comic books. It was based on Popeye the Sailor Man. The book was full of pen and ink drawings of Popeye and Bluto fucking Olive Oil in the mouth and hairy pussy or asshole. Then they abandoned Olive to suck and fuck each other. Both of them had enormous cocks covered with a lot of pubic hair. I was fascinated by the sight of these monstrous cocks being slobbered over and stretching assholes. I got a visible boner tenting up my underwear. Uncle John encouraged me to take my dick out and play with it. He assured me that it was perfectly natural for men to play with themselves. To prove his point he pulled his own cock out of his underwear, and started jacking off for my benefit. I watched him pulling on his cock by the light of our lantern. My uncle's cock was no more than four inches long with a brown patch of pubic hair. It was almost swallowed up by his big softball sized scrotum. His big round ball sack only had a few scraggly hairs on it. They were wedged between his thick thighs and bulbous belly. I could smell his crotch in the confined space of the tent. I pulled down my underwear, and pulled my own scrotum and cock out from between my legs. I took hold of my cock and started pulling. We were soon jacking off in unison. While we were doing that John reached over and replaced my hand with his own. He jacked me off for a short time. It actually felt better than when I played with myself. He suddenly stopped playing with me and took hold of my hand and placed it on his own cock. I held my breath for a moment before I started jacking him off. He returned to jacking me off too. I squirted my cum all over my belly and some of the last drops flowed out and over his fingers. He started to cum shortly after me. His cum managed to hit his big belly and flowed back into his pubic hair, creating a pool of while goo all over his hair. It was all very exciting. While we relaxed I watched my uncle smelling his hand and then he started licking his hand. I couldn't believe that he actually wanted to taste my cum. I was curious to find out what his cum tasted and smelled like too. I started smelling my fingers and licking them. When our hands were clean, John leaned over and licked my cum off of my belly. When he was finished, I leaned over and started licking his cum out of his pubic hair. When I was finished, we cuddled up in his sleeping bag for the night. The morning sun lit up our tent early, and we both needed to relieve ourselves. We crawled out of the tent and made our way to a rocky spot to pee. We washed up and brushed our teeth. While my uncle shaved I started breaking camp. We ate a breakfast we made there before getting back on highway 80. We talked about sex as he headed east. We stopped at Evanston for lunch and filled up the tank again. We camped near Green River. That night we stripped off all of our clothes. There was no attempt to hide our sexual desire for each other. Some people might not find chubby middle aged men sexy, but I have to say I found everything about my uncle sexy. While we were taking off our clothes in the confined space of that tent, I was so close to his big ass that I could smell his asshole. I reached out and touched his asshole, and petted the hairs ringing his asshole. Uncle John asked, "Do you want to fuck my ass?" I said, "Really?" "Of course you can, I love being fucked by handsome young men like you!" I couldn't believe my ears. My uncle was admitting that he liked being fucked in the ass by teenagers like me. I wondered how many of his high school students had fucked him. I tried to picture the sight of my chubby uncle being fucked. John settled down on top of the sleeping bag on his knees with his head resting on the stuffed sack of clothes. I ran my hands all over his big white ass. I circled his asshole with my finger tip. Then I smelled my finger. I can't say why I did it, but I actually sucked my finger. Then I stuck my finger deep into his asshole. My uncle only moaned as if he was pleased by my actions. My uncle reached back and placed his hands on the backs of my thighs to pull me closer to him. I did have a proud boner by that time. The mushroom head pressed against his asshole. To my surprise it was welcomed into his hole with ease. I pressed my hips against his butt hard, to ensure that all of my cock was deep in his bowels. It was amazingly erotic to feel my cock being encased by his warm bowels. His sphincter gripped the base of my cock as if to prevent its escape. I started rocking back and forth. It was more than I could do to contain my lust. I hammered my hips against his soft butt until I squirted my load of cum in my uncle's asshole. When I withdrew my cock from his asshole, I sat back and admired the way his balls dangled between his legs. I watched my cum as it dribbled out of his asshole and trickled down the seam of his scrotum and dripped on the sleeping bag. My uncle turned around and helped me recline on the bag, before he set about sucking my cock clean. I got another hard-on and almost was able to cum again. He lifted my legs up like I was a baby that he was going to change the diaper. I knew what he was about to do, and welcomed his desire. He reached for a tube of KY and greased up my asshole. I had never had anything stuck in my ass before. The pain was intense but only lasted as long as he was trying to force the head of his cock into my ass. When he pulled back, it felt like I had a big log about to come out. He fucked me all the while playing with my dick. He fucked me until he was about to cum in me. That was when he pulled out and squirted his cum all over my balls, dick and belly. When he released my legs, he set about licking up his cum. Then me laid on top of me, and kissed me. I could taste his cum as he stuck his tongue into my mouth. My asshole was throbbing all night. I didn't get a lot of sleep that night. We didn't bother getting dressed right away the next morning. We fooled around a little. I had to find a fallen tree to hang my ass over to take a big dump. I was sure everything was going to spill out of my ass. My asshole was gaping open, and I'm sure that I rubbed my asshole raw with toilet paper afterwards. I got dressed and we continued our trip. We passed through Rock Springs, Rawlings, and Cheyenne, Wyoming. When we were out on the open road, I would reach over the console of the truck and jack off my uncle by the hour. It was my goal to keep him hard as long as possible without allowing him to cum. I could hardly contain myself when we stopped for meals. We passed across the state line into Nebraska and stopped at Kimball, Ogallala, North Platte. That night we stopped near the Platte River and it was another night of listening to the sound of water flowing and the slap of flesh against flesh. If I wasn't swallowing cum, it was being squirted up my ass. When we reached Lincoln, we could have driven on to Omaha, but we couldn't end the trip that quickly. We rented a motel room, and fucked all day. The visit with relatives was a total bore. All I was thinking about was the trip home. I was thrilled that I was no longer a virgin. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality, please send your outline to whitewold999@icqmail.com