Date: Thu, 12 May 2016 22:58:32 -0400 From: Medic nextdoor Subject: Uncle Jake is Great 3 Uncle Jake and I continued to see each other whenever he came to town. He would stay the night, sneak into my bedroom and we would play with each other. Sometimes, my Mom would ask him to babysit me while she went out for the night. Those nights were really fun. Uncle Jake never went beyond jacking me off, but being so young, I never thought there was anything beyond that and, besides, it felt so good, I was, quite frankly, in heaven with our close relationship. That all changed when I turned 10. So, there we were -- at my 10th birthday party and I had family and close friends there when Uncle Jake came bounding in the front door. "I can't miss wishing my favorite nephew a happy birthday, can I?" he yelled as he ran over to give me a hug. It was a big surprise for me -- my Mom is so cool and had planned it. It was one of the best gifts she gave me. Uncle Jake stayed around all day, playing the games we were playing, helping out with the burgers, the cake, the dishes and just about anything Mom needed. With Dad gone, she had done most of the work and she was grateful that Uncle Jake had come by. After almost everyone had left (my best friend Ernie stayed, waiting for his Mom to pick him up), I had walked into the kitchen to get a drink for the both of us and listened as Mom and Uncle Jake were standing at the sink cleaning dishes. "Thanks for helping," she told him. They didn't think I wasn't listening. "Not a problem, Sis," he told her, grabbing her waist and hugging her. "I've got a favor to ask and it has nothing to do with my helping. Is there a chance I can stay here for the next week or so?" "Travelled out?" she asked. She was smiling but seemed glad he was going to be around. "I've been travelling way too much and just need a break. I arranged a lull in the schedule and wanted to spend time with Timmy if that was ok," he said. My ears immediately perked up. Uncle Jake wanted to spend time with me! Even hearing that, I realized that he spent lots of time with me (not just doing sex stuff) regularly, whenever he was back from his travels, unlike any other member of our family. As an example, I was big into Matchbox cars and Uncle Jake would get down on the floor with me and play with my trucks, pretending to be a cop or a truck driver, making neat sounds and sometimes, crashing the trucks together. He was so cool! As I grabbed the glasses and filled them with juice, I thought of those early days. When it was time for bed, he would come in to tuck me in, read me a story and sometimes tickle me if the story had a funny line or was too scary. I loved when he tickled me under the covers! It was like having a big brother! Then, I would remember those later (and most recent) times and I got a boner. I turned towards the counter so Mom wouldn't see it. "Sure," she told him. "That would be great. He could use the male influence". Both stood for a minute at the kitchen sink, silent. Uncle Jake finally reached over and hugged her again. I could hear Mom crying. "I know you miss him," he told her, talking about Dad. "He would be really proud of you". Mom stood straight and kept working at the sink. "Thanks, Jake," she said. "You always were the best brother a girl could ever want". Cool! Uncle Jake was going to stay with us for a few days! How Awesome! I went back out to my friend, who was now laying on the floor in front of the TV, full of sugar (we all were after having cake) and sort of vibrating. Ernie was my best friend, a blonde boy younger than me, 9 years old, who liked the same music I did and also loved playing with matchbox cars. "What are you so happy about?" he asked. "Is 10 really that great?" "Uncle Jake is going to stay with us for a while," I told him. "He's the coolest Uncle ever". Ernie seemed happy. He was the best bud, so he was happy if I was, sad if I was. Ernie was short with blonde hair and a solid build. He wasn't fat but he wasn't thin like me either. He had wire rimmed glasses and a great smile. Up to this point in my life, the only sex that had entered the picture were the times Uncle Jake and I had together. I did notice, though, that lately, I had started to get boners more often when Ernie was around. He and I did not go to the same school (he went to private, me to public) so we didn't see each other except on the weekends. Ernie would come over, we would talk about various TV shows, eventually, end up on the floor of my room playing with my Matchbox cars. When I started to realize my dick was getting hard, I would lie down on the floor so no one could see it. While we played with the cars and trucks, I would look over at Ernie and realize he was a good looking boy. I hadn't thought of him like that but I guess I was changing as puberty approached. Yes, Mom had the talk with me and, as much as I could understand, I knew hormones were going to start flowing through my body and strange things would happen. I didn't like the hair, smell and beard part of it, but I was intrigued by the boner part of it. As a Mom, she really kind of skipped over the boner part of it so I was hoping to get to talk to Uncle Jake about it. "Uncle Jake seems really cool," Ernie said to me, shaking me back to reality. "He is the coolest Uncle ever," I told him, realizing I had zoned out looking at his cute butt in his jeans. What was happening to me? Ernie's Mom came over and he and I hugged before he left. I could feel a boner pushing against my leg as we did. He turned to his Mom and they both walked across the street. I stood for a moment and watched his cute butt shimmy in his jeans as he walked back to his house. That left me alone with Uncle Jake. I went back down to my room and played with some of my new toys I had gotten. I heard him finishing up the dishes and he walked down the hallway to my bedroom and stood at the door, watching me play. "Happy 10th birthday buddy," He told me. "Thanks Uncle Jake and thanks for coming," I told him. He walked over and laid down next to me. He played with my cars for a minute, making those neat sounds. He was so cool! "I'm gonna stay at your place for a little while if that is OK," he started. Was he asking me, a kid, if he could stay with us? "I guess that's ok," I said, smiling and giggling. He reached over and messed my hair up as he ran his hand through it. "You're something, you know that?" he said and with that, reached over and tickled my side. I immediately pulled back, giggling louder. He kept at it as I rolled on my side, facing him and playfully swatting his hand away. His hand made it up to my tit and started to tickle it in a strange new way. I stopped and let him do it. It felt so neat, whatever he was doing to it, and it also felt good -- you know, - down there. We both laid there, him with his hand on my tit and I with a dumb look of enjoyment, until Mom starting talking as she came down the hall. He pulled his hand back before she came around the corner. "OK, you two, time for bed," she stated. Uncle Jake started tickling me again. We both giggled. Mom interjected. "Both of you stop it and you, young man, go get into your pajamas." Uncle Jake and I both stopped and looked at one another. "Yeah, and let Mom know when you're ready," I yelled at my uncle in an adult sounding voice. We both laughed. "I don't think she was talking about me," he laughed and got up on his feet. Both Mom and Uncle Jake left and I closed my door to change into my PJs. I looked for the ones Uncle Jake had just gotten me for my birthday (normally, I wouldn't like clothes for my birthday but he finds the neatest stuff) and found them, Star Wars pajamas, and put them on over my underwear. I came out to find Mom and Uncle Jake in the living room, having iced tea after a great birthday party. "I have one other gift for you bud," Uncle Jake told me as he reached behind the couch where he had hidden them. "For you," he said. I ripped open the package to find three vintage match box trucks, two that I had wanted for a while. "Uncle Jake, this is so cool," I said running over to hug him. He hugged back. "You said you had been looking for them for a while," he said. "We'll see how they go with the rest of your collection tomorrow". I walked over to Mom and kissed her on the cheek. "Thanks, Mom," I said. "That was an awesome party". "You're welcome my little man," she said. She was always calling me that. I walked back over and gave Uncle Jake one last hug. "I'll be in later," he whispered in my ear. He always came by later after I was in bed to tuck me in. I got into my bed and tried to settle down from what was almost a perfect day. The part was great, all of my friends were there and my favorite Uncle. What could be better? As time went on, I tried to stay awake but eventually started to fade. My door suddenly cracked open and a figure appeared. "Timmy are you still up?" Uncle Jake asked. As I opened my eyes, I realized he had changed into his pajamas as well. "Yeah," I said. "But not for long. I'm really tired". "As you should be," he told me as he walked over to sit on the edge of my bed. "Your Mom did such a great job," he continued. "She loves you so much". Uncle Jake reached over and pulled the sheets back to mid-thigh. "Those pajamas are so you," he said. I realized I was getting a boner listening to him talk about me. Uncle Jake, instead of tucking me in, got up and went back to close the door. He locked it and then headed back over to my bed. The street light shown in so I could see him. He looked so great. I was getting hard now and it appeared he was as well. Uncle Jake laid down next to me on the bed, on his side, facing me. He put his hand on my face. "You are such a great nephew," he told me. My boner now was harder than ever. Uncle Jake leaned down and kissed me on the cheek. I leaned in and kissed him on the other cheek. We repeated this several times until he put his lips on mine, instead of my cheek, and started to kiss me on the mouth. WOW! I looked at my Uncle and did the same. We repeated that a few times until the last one, when he pushed his tongue on my mouth. I didn't know what he was doing, but I opened my mouth and his tongue went inside. For the next minute or so, we played what I now know is "tongue hockey" and it was the most fantastic feeling I had ever had. My peter was rock hard now and somewhat aching. I reached down under the covers to feel it. I wasn't sure why but that felt good as well, with my hand on my dick. "Still feels good when you play with it, huh?" Uncle Jake asked in a whisper. "Yeah," I told him, smiling. "Do you liked what we were doing just now?" he asked, again in a whisper. "Yeah, it's way cool," I told him. "My peters hard like it was before." "That's because boy's peters get hard when boys do stuff like that and they like it," he said, matter-of-factly. "For your 10th birthday, I wanted to show you something else," Uncle Jake said. "This would be another special birthday present like last time, only better." I was very interested now. I remembered with glee what the other birthday present was when I was 8 -- a present we continued to "use" whenever he came to town. With how good that felt, I can't imagine what this one would be. I was not totally dumb to the area of sex. I knew boys and girls played around but really didn't know much beyond jacking off. Ernie wanted to jack off together a few weeks ago but I told him no. I still don't know why I said no..... "Another special birthday present?" I asked. "Yes," Uncle Jake said. "Again, just like the first one but way better. Just for Uncles and Nephews. Another secret that you and I keep forever". It sounded cool to have two secrets to share with only my favorite Uncle. "Yeah," I said. "Show me". With that, his hand moved to the buttons of my pajama top and unbuttoned it. Then, it moved over to my tit, the one he had tickled earlier. He started tickling it again. I giggled and squirmed under his hand movements. "Shhhh," he said. "Let's be as quiet as we can". I settled down but was still moving and squirming when he leaned over and started to suck my tit. I didn't know what a great feeling this was until just now. Uncle Jake was sucking my tit!! While that was going on, I felt his hand rubbing my stomach and then move down to the snaps on the front of my PJs. I was so overcome with good feelings, I just let it happen. He unsnapped the first and then second snap of my PJ bottoms and moved his hand onto my briefs, where my hard-as-ever hard on was leaking some sort of something. I had seen that earlier when I was jacking myself off -- it had just started weeks ago. It was so wet I thought I may have peed myself but I knew I hadn't. Uncle Jakes hand went under my briefs and gently grabbed my dick. He felt the wetness too and started to rub it around the head of my peter. MAN, that felt good. When he had my peter good and slick, he moved his arm so that my PJs and underwear started riding down my thighs. Pretty soon, it was out in the open and his hand was moving up and down. I felt his other hand go under my balls like he had done hundreds of times before. This time, though, there was one finger that was wet. It slid closer and closer to my butt crack and finally was touching my butt hole. I thought I was going to go through the mattress!! "Uncle Jake," I said, somewhat breathlessly. "It feels really good. More than before." "Trust me," he said. "It will be the greatest feeling of your life". I trusted my Uncle so I relaxed (as much as someone could do with their Uncle sucking their tit and jacking their dick while fingering their butt hole) and, within seconds, I felt it start at my toenails and work up. The flood of my first wet orgasm, boy juice shooting onto my Uncle's pajamas and his fist, were absolutely the BEST! As I calmed down from my first ever wet cum, I opened my eyes and found my uncle staring at me with a gentle smile, still holding my dick in his hand. It was not going down. "That was....." I started. "WOW! What a birthday present". "I've wanted to do that for some time but didn't know when the right time would be," he told me. Each time he would move his hand up to my dick head, I would squirm and couldn't believe the good feelings I was continuing to feel. "You ready to go again, I see," he said, looking down with me as my dick poked over the top of my pulled down pajamas and underwear. I didn't understand what he meant. "Remember I told you that as you got older and you came, you may have to wait to `recharge'? Well, it looks you may a little of a reprieve before that happens to you." He started to use my cum to slick up my peter again and started to jack my dick. He leaned over and kissed me again on the lips. His tongue entered my mouth and played with mine. I pushed my tongue back into his mouth and he sucked on it. That was when I felt it. His long finger on his hand, the wet finger, had slid up into my butt. It didn't hurt, in fact, it felt fantastic as if my butt hole was on fire! He moved it in and out just barely but the feeling was like nothing I had ever felt before. I started to shoot cream again, just as hard but different, as he jacked me off and fucked my butt with his finger. It was amazing, the closest I have ever felt to another guy. As I came down from my second orgasm, I was out of breath and feeling so content. I was very sleepy at this point. Uncle Jake pulled my underwear and PJs back up and leaned over one last time to kiss me good night. "Happy birthday bud," he said as I dosed off.