Date: Tue, 13 Oct 2009 21:05:49 -0400 From: omosessuale25@gmail.com Subject: Step Uncle My name is Michael and this is a story about my first sexual experience. I was a 9 year old scrawny little kid. I was always the skinniest kid in my class and very active as a kid. My family consisted of myself, my twin brother a sister that was 2 years older and my mother and my stepfather. My mother met my stepfather when I was about 5 or 6 and he was an alcoholic dick. We all hated him and he was very mean. We grew up in a small down in the Northeastern United States and he was from one of the Carolinas. Every Easter we would have to drive all the way down to his parent's house and visit for about 5 days. We would visit his parents and he also had a 16 year old brother name John. On this weekend we arrived on a Thursday and everything was fine and nothing was out of the norm. His parents were not that wealthy and didn't have a big house. We were also not wealthy either and didn't have money for a hotel. My brother and I were sharing the floor in the living room. We were lying in front of the couch were John was sleeping because he was lending his room to my sister. The first couple of nights on the floor were very uncomfortable and on the 2nd night I must have slept wrong because I really hurt my back. I told my mother the next day about my back issue and she suggested that I share the couch with John if it was ok with him. John was about 5'10" and also a skinny kid and had a bushy head full of blonde hair. He was somewhat attractive but in a country southern type of way. I had always known that I was different and somewhat attracted to guys. The previous year I had to share a sleeping bag with a classmate at a birthday party and I found that to be exhilarating. Since that experience I had been really fascinated with other guys. So Saturday night came and I was going to share the couch with John. We all got ready for bed and the house was beginning to settle down. My brother had quickly fallen asleep on the floor. My brother and I when we fall asleep we sleep like the dead so I knew he was out for the night. John and I were laying Head to Feet but the couch was not comfortable and not big at all. We both had to lie on our sides due to this fact. My legs were and front of him and with every movements my legs would brush up against his crotch. I found this to be very arousing and I would then began moving more frequently until John said "stop moving so much" in his thick southern accent. So I tried to lay as still as possible so that I would not anger him. I was so interested at what I felt beneath his bedtime pants that I could not sleep. John quickly fell asleep and I tried to get as close to him as possible putting my leg right up against his crotch. I began to get hard myself because of all this excitement. I was only about 4 or 5 inches but didn't think I was small or anything but I could realize that John had a much bigger package than me. I slowly began to move my leg back and forth against his dick and balls creating a good amount of friction. I then began to feel what was beneath his bedtime pants began to grow. I then bent my one leg and rested my foot right on his dick which was now semi-hard and about 6 or 7 inches and very thick. I started sliding my foot up and down on his dick. I wasn't even paying attention to his breathing or his face. I was concerned with what was underneath his pants. After a few moments of rubbing foot up and on his dick I hear "pst" and my heart drops into my stomach and I got really scared. I looked up and John was motioning for me to come up to the other end and so I did so. From that point our hands could not stay off of each other. I was feeling on his body rubbing on his dick which was now a raging hard-on. Our lips and tongues met and we kissed passionately. John pulled and slipped of his boxers and pants and I followed suit. We were now grinding on each other. I was lying on top of him thrusting my hips into his our dicks rubbing against of each other. I have never felt anything so good. As we were grinding he was grabbing my ass and squeezing so tightly occasional stroke my hole with his fingers. Every time he did this shivers ran up my spine. I didn't really know what I was doing or what the end result would be. After about 10 minutes of kissing, grinding, grabbing stroking he whispered in my ear "I'm about to cum". I didn't know what this meant but in a matter of seconds he there was this sticky white stuff between our two stomachs. The night ended with us just holding each other. Before the morning came we resumed our original positions. I couldn't wait for night to come and to do it all over again. There are more stories to come and this is completely true. John eventually moves in with us and we have lots of fun. If you have any questions please contact me at omosessuale25@gmail.com.