Date: Fri, 10 Jun 2016 19:40:18 -0400
From: Seekinuout2 <seekinuout2@aol.com>
Subject: My Second Career - Chapter 1

This is a work of fiction and any similarity to persons living or dead is
purely accidental.  There will be sex between adults (including same sex)
and between adults and both teens and preteens.  All the normal warnings
regarding such material apply.  Any comments may be sent to:
 Seekinuout2@aol.com
Gary M

My Second Career
Chapter One

It was an early summer day, but quite warm already for Seattle.  Thankfully
I had been invited over for a BBQ at the home of my friends, Mark and
Donna.  Their back yard is surrounded by tall green shrubbery and has a
nice sized pool as the focal point.  They live only a few blocks away so I
take advantage of the pool quite often.

Since the polite thing would be to introduce myself, let me do so.  I'm
Gary, a pretty average guy in most ways and I work in the tech industry.
If this were a dating site profile it would tell you I'm 44, 5'10", 180,
with an equally average uncut cock and enough fur to be interesting.  I'm
single, never married, and enjoy sex.  I like sex with women, sex with men,
old, young; it really makes no difference to me.  It's all satisfying,
which I guess explains why I never married.  It would have meant having to
choose.

As for Mark and Donna, they are great friends.  I met Mark when he came to
work at the outfit I work for.  When Mark and I discovered a common
interest in sex our friendship blossomed.  I got an invitation to dinner
that ended up with the three of us sharing some great moments together in
their bedroom.  Mark and I are about the same height but he is a natural
smoothie with a cut cock.  Donna is 5'3", keeps quite fit, has a luscious
pair of tits with large nipples, and she is a true blonde.  When it is the
three of us in bed it is an equal opportunity orgasm community.  I've also
shared sweaty times with each of them separately.  Over the years of our
friendship Mark and I have laid plenty of pipe with Donna; something she
has never complained about.

Shortly before coming to Seattle their daughter, Julie, was born.  I have
been a part of her life ever since as well.  She has always called me Uncle
Gary, and I don't know if she even realizes we aren't related.  For 11
years I've doted on this kid.  I've been the tea party guest, the hair
salon customer, the swimming companion, and I've seen Toy Story so many
times I can recite the dialogue.

It was no surprise when I opened their front door and hollered hello that
Julie came running to greet me.  She threw her arms around my thighs and
hugged me tight, which put her head right in my crotch.  I've never taken
advantage of her affection but that doesn't mean I haven't fantasized;
especially on a day like today.  She was pool ready in a cute pink and
green striped two-piece suit.  When little girls have no chest to speak of
the top can ride up to show a nipple, if you're lucky.  The bottom will
give a glimpse of a sweet behind or even a hint of hairless pussy.  Not
that I have noticed.

Mark was the next to greet me with a hug of his own and from the kitchen
Donna yelled her own greeting.  Mark took the salad I was carrying and
asked for my drink order.  I followed him to the kitchen, gave Donna a kiss
while she continued with getting the chicken marinade going, took my beer
from Mark, and we headed for the pool.  Julie was already in the pool when
we got there floating on one of those lounge pads sipping a soda.  We sat
down in the shade and Mark looked over and asked if we could talk.  His
tone was serious and he looked worried.  I responded in the affirmative and
asked what was up?  After a deep breath Mark started.

"You know Donna and I have always been very open parents with Julie.  We
don't hide our bodies around her, nor do we hide our lovemaking.  Julie
knows what we look like naked and she knows that we have sex.  There have
been several times lately when I have felt I was being watched and turned
to see Julie smiling and watching as I gave Donna a good fuck.  We have
explained that it is a part of adult life which she will one day want to do
herself.  Donna has noticed the last couple of times we have been caught in
the act Julie was absentmindedly rubbing herself while she watched.  Donna
has been getting some more direct questions lately and so have I so we
think it's getting to the point when it may get awkward for us as parents
to answer her.  We both want her to have the knowledge to enjoy sex and we
don't want that knowledge coming from some kids."

"You know I adore Julie, but what are you asking of me?"

"Donna and I want you to be Julie's mentor for sex.  Answer her questions,
guide her transition from child to woman, and show her what a marvelous
thing sex is.  We were even hoping, when the time is right, that you might
be her first."

I had to sit there silently for a moment trying to digest this.  I had
never thought of a role of sex instructor since I had no children of my
own.  It was the last phrase I heard that really caught me; 'be her first.'
While this swirled in my head Mark pressed on.

"We can't think of anyone whom we would rather see in this role.  Gary, I
want my daughter to know what being made love to feels like so later she
can rid herself of selfish jerks.  As her father I just could not bring
myself to be that guy.  Both Donna and I know what a careful, patient, and
attentive lover you are and that you would treat Julie like a princess.
Besides, Julie adores you."

My first question to Mark was had they discussed this all with Julie?  I
found they had wanted to ask me first because they were afraid Julie might
feel hurt if I didn't accept this role.  When I asked how soon they were
hoping I'd start the answer was as soon as I would like.  After a few
moments to gather my thoughts I told Mark to busy himself in the kitchen
with Donna while I had a chat with Julie.  I would give her a brief idea of
what was being proposed and once I had her reaction I would let Mark and
Donna know.  Mark quickly headed off to kitchen duties.

Sitting down at the edge of the pool with my feet dangling in the water I
laid out the basics of what her parent's plan was.  She was grinning right
from the start.  "So you will be showing me how Daddy makes Mommy happy in
sex?  And I will get to make you happy just the same?"

"Julie, I just want you to understand that we will take this at your pace.
Unlike your school classes the student will pick the lesson.  My job as
teacher will be to see that we cover the subject properly.  Since we will
be talking about our bodies you and I will be the example.  If it is a
question about something the man does we'll use my body and your body for
female questions.  If there is something we do that you don't like you have
to promise to tell me.  Just remember that only your parents, you, and I
will talk about this.  So what do you think?  Shall you and I have a school
of our own?"

"Oh yes!  I have a lot of questions and I know you will teach me well.
When can we start?  Please say today."  With that she climbed out of the
pool and wrapped wet arms around my neck to give me a hug.

We then padded off to the kitchen to give her relieved parents the news
that Uncle Gary was going to be her "love teacher".  Mark and Donna both
expressed approval and Donna asked when classes would begin.  Julie told
her right after dinner so could we please eat?

We were all helping to clear away the leftovers and dirty dishes when the
doorbell rang.  Mark went to answer and returned to the empty poolside
table with Dave and Janice.  They were another great couple whom I had met
through Mark and Donna.  The five of us had spent some entertaining
evenings together in some group action.  After exchanging some light
conversation I suggested I take Julie in to get her bath and get ready for
bed.  There was no argument from Julie and after a kiss goodnight to
everyone we made our exit.  Mark caught up with me in the hall to let me
know the adults would be in their bedroom.  He asked if I would stay the
night and I replied it depended on my pupil, but most likely, yes.

I came in to Julie's room to the sound of water already running in the
attached bath.  It was a typical girl's room with the requisite games,
dolls, and toys one would expect.  Thankfully, the bed was a full size
instead of a twin.  At least it gave me the hope of stretching out for
sleep if I remained.  I walked into the bathroom where Julie was finishing
brushing her teeth.  "Ready for your bath young lady?"

"Uncle Gary, are you going to join me?  You will be sleeping over, won't
you?  Please tell me you're staying."

"If that's what you would like, that's what I'll do.  Is this going to be
part of our first lesson?"  Julie confirmed that fact while slipping easy
out of her bathing suit.  The nice thing about summer is that no one wears
much, including me.  Already shoeless there was just my shirt and shorts to
deal with.  I was pulling the shirt over my head when I felt two small
hands grabbing the waistband of my shorts.  Since I was going commando when
the shorts came down Julie was face-to-face with my cock, which I'm sure
was winking at her.  She was close enough that I could feel the rhythm of
her breathing.  She spent several moments silently staring.  I reached down
to give a tug at my nuts which sent the tip of my dick swinging up to meet
her nose.  She had not seen me naked before so I presumed she was making
mental comparisons.  I figured it best to let her study my member as she
wished.

At last she remarked, "You and Daddy aren't the same.  You have extra
skin."

I explained the difference between cut and uncut, telling her she would see
both during her life.  Then I pulled the foreskin back so she could see
that it was hiding a penis head quite like her father's.  She seemed
satisfied with that and we proceeded to our bath.  I got in first,
spreading my legs wide to allow space for her little bottom in between.  I
took the washcloth and soaped her arms, chest and tummy, then stretching to
reach her feet.  The effort pushed my now puffy member against the middle
of her back.  I'm sure she had to be aware but said nothing.  She stood so
I could wash her bottom, then she turned to give me access to her front.  I
opted to soap my hand rather than the cloth to wash between her thighs.  I
placed the heel of my palm against her little mound using my fingers to
soap her lower lips.  She smiled and remained in place as if to say I
should continue.

Handing her the washcloth I told her it was my turn.  She got my upper
chest and underarms then she did my calves and feet.

"Uncle Gary you need to stand up so I can do the rest of you."

I obliged and turned so she could do my butt.  Once that was done I turned
to face her.  I could feel her small hand reach between my legs to soap my
taint.  Then she cupped my balls in both hands gently rubbing and kneading
producing quite the lather.  I looked down at her and she smiled at me then
went back to the suds.  The attention was causing my cock to swell, the
foreskin pulling back from the head.

"Look Uncle Gary, it's coming out from hiding."

"I guess it likes the attention.  What do you say we get out of this bath
before we turn into prunes?"  With a couple of final fondles Julie turned
her attention to pulling the plug.  I took a large towel and wrapped it
around her then ruffled the terrycloth to buff her dry.  OK, so I did spend
a little longer between her legs.  I am, after all, human.  Julie dried
what she could reach on me, which meant mainly below the waist.  I was
still sporting a slightly swollen member as I finished drying my chest and
back.  I threw Julie over my shoulder and carried her to the bed, caveman
style, kissing her belly as I lay her on the bed.  I stretched out on the
bed next to her.  She snuggled up next to me and started running her
fingers through my chest hair.

"Did you come up with any further questions for me?"

"Daddy doesn't have chest hair like you do.  Is that another one of those
things like being uncut?"

"I think you will find there are a lot of differences among men.  Just
don't be confused thinking one thing automatically means another.  Your
Dad's smooth chest has nothing to do with his being circumcised.  There are
any number of variations."

"Why does Mommy shave her pussy?"

"Well, a lot of men and women trim or shave because it gives them extra
sensation on their skin.  Your Dad and I both shave our balls and trim our
pubic hair. Some people like it natural.  It's a personal choice; kind of
like choosing chocolate or vanilla ice cream."  I could see her eyes were
getting heavy so I suggested we turn out the light.  I kissed her shoulder
and realized she was already in dreamland.  I drifted off to sleep still
thinking about her hands holding my hard-on.  If those sensations were only
the beginning this was going to be a very enjoyable journey.

Sunday morning arrived with bright sunshine pouring into the room.  Laying
there on my back I sensed my morning wood.  I also was aware it was getting
some attention from my little bed mate.  Opening one eye I could see Julie
was very near my midsection using either one hand or both to push my
foreskin over my cock head, then pulling it down to reveal a glistening
head.  She watched the situation intently.  As pleasant as this felt I had
a great need to pee.  Excusing myself I followed my wood to the toilet, but
only after promising Julie she could resume her work when I returned.
After a successful draining of my bladder I flopped back on the bed giving
Julie a kiss on the forehead.

"I'm not sure what you were up to but it feels good Sweetie, so go back to
what you were doing."  "I was watching your penis hide and then show again.
It's getting all slick with something.  Is that OK?"  "On a man that is
called pre-cum, and it is very normal.  The stimulation you're doing causes
it to leak out to lubricate a man's erection.  Women do something similar
when their vaginas get wet.  That way when a penis enters it they are both
lubricated so that it feels good instead of rough or irritating.  What you
are doing to me now is called masturbation and it also encourages pre-cum
to flow."  I took hold of my cock and squeezed a glob out on the tip.  "Put
that between your thumb and finger so you see how slick it is.  You can
taste it if you want."  She did give her finger a flick with her tongue
then sucked my honey from both fingers.  "Does it feel good Uncle Gary?  Is
it all right if I keep it up?"  "Julie, it feels fantastic!  I would be
lying if I said I want you to stop.  Just know that if you keep it up I
will eventually cum.  I'll warn you before that happens."  "When you cum is
that when you shoot white stuff?  I've seen Daddy do that.  He usually
yells out, 'I'm cumming'.  Sometimes he yells it when he's on top of
Mommy."

This little girl must have taken notes when she watched her parents because
she was damn good.  She pumped the shaft, steadily and with good grip.
Every so often she would gently take my nut sack in one hand and roll my
eggs around like dice.  Not wanting to be selfish I put my left hand
underneath her and rubbed her sweet little pussy.  I licked my finger and
probed between her lips letting the tip of my finger find its way inside.
I worked it in and out a bit, surprised at how damp she was.  I put my
finger up to my nose and inhaled her youth then into my mouth it went.  I
think she was determined to make me cum because even when my probing
increased her breathing she remained focused on the fleshy tube in her
grip.  I knew her diligence was going to pay off soon.  My hips began to
buck, pushing my erection into her hands.  I warned her I was very close to
shooting my load and it could land anywhere.  She just smiled, without a
word, and continued to pump.

I don't remember the last time I shot with such force.  Through gritted
teeth I announced I was cumming as a large glob hit the headboard behind
me.  My hips were driving my cock into her hands for at least four more
volleys.  As I sucked in a big breath of air the remainder of that load
began to dribble out onto Julie's fingers.  She maintained her slow pumping
until I begged her to stop.  Julie never lost eye contact with me but with
a big grin put her fingers to her lips and cleaned my jizz from her hands.
Forgetting for a second that this was an orgasm courtesy of an 11 year old,
I pulled Julie onto my chest with the intent of placing a kiss on her lips.
Her lips met mine, mouths opened, tongues touched and I held her close as
we engaged in a very adult kiss.  With the exception of a glob near her
neck I could feel the remaining cum squishing between us.

"This is an equal opportunity school young lady so we need you to get some
attention too.  Julie grinned and followed my instructions to kneel over my
head.  I pulled her down to me so that I could run my tongue over her
hairless lips.  There is nothing quite so divine as that preteen taste.  It
wasn't long before her muscles tensed and a long Ohhhh escaped her lips.  I
believe we had lift off.  Certainly not over the top but not self-induced
either.  All she could say was "I felt so tingly."

Mark and I met for lunch Monday and it seems my school had opened to rave
reviews.  He and Donna made sure Julie realized my weekdays were my own.
Mark, the horn dog, wanted details on my Sunday morning adventures.  I was
afraid his enthusiasm would bust right through his pants.  For my part I
was anxious for the end of the week.  The cum shot on Julie's headboard
needed a friend.

The third weekend of class Julie informed she wanted to try something new.
"I have tasted your pre-cum and I've tasted cum.  Now I want to taste where
it comes from."  Weekends with Julie were ball-draining and I could sense
this would be no exception.  Besides I told you I have a hard time telling
this kid no.  On the other hand, who would want to?  "I'm assuming you're
talking about sucking cock?"

"Yes.  Uncle Gary I want to suck you just like I've seen Mommy do to Daddy.
He always seems to like it very much.  Mommy says he tastes great and I
think you would too."

So after our Saturday night bath together I lay down on the bed and
prepared to be treated to the wonderful oral attention I would get from
young Julie.  I do have to say she follows instructions very well.  First,
I had her practice sucking on my finger.  We talked about not sucking too
hard or too soft and how to keep her teeth from spoiling things.  I figured
she had many years to try deep throating if she wished and since I don't
need the one sucking to gag to have a great time we just talked about
taking in as much of the shaft as was comfortable.  Hell, if all she did
was lick the head of my cock and run her tongue around my foreskin I would
be happy.

At Julie's age her size was such she fit quite well kneeling between my
legs and she was soon positioned there eye to eye with my semi hard cock.
She took hold of my cock and bent over it with her tongue out and ready.  I
watched her tongue glide up the underside from the base to the tip.  I'll
admit to a shudder working from my toes to the top of my head with the
contact.  A few more swipes up my length and I saw the head of my dick
disappear between her lips.  I closed my eyes so I could simply concentrate
on the sensations.  I could feel the tip of her tongue circling the head
under my foreskin.  "Aw jeez baby, that is so good!"  By this time I was
hard as concrete.

Thankfully she turned her attention to another spot before I got to the
point of no return.  I lay there languishing in the feelings so far when
her talented tongue began lapping at my ball sack.  I swear I could feel
every bump of the taste buds on her tongue.  She attempted to take each nut
in her mouth in turn but I think they didn't make a great fit in her mouth.
Still, I applauded her attempt.  She returned to my sack lightly licking
when she held them up, stuck her head closer, and I felt that same licking
on my taint.  It was electric.  "Julie, sweetie that is so good I can't
begin to tell you."  She leaned to one side, grinning, and returned to her
work.  Not wanting to be a total lump I raised my hips a bit to allow her
easy access.  She now was licking from the bottom of my pucker all the way
underneath.  If I were asked to describe the meaning of bliss this would be
it.

When I lowered my hips she returned to work on my cock.  This time she was
taking the shaft in both hands, pumping while her head bobbed up and down
on the head that was now fully exposed.  I put my hands on her head, not to
force my cock down her throat, but to help her establish a very pleasant
rhythm.  I released my grip and she continued the pace.  Each stroke was
bringing me ever closer to the edge.  I tried to concentrate on not pumping
my hips while I advised her I was very close to shooting my load.  Out of
fairness I suggested she might want to pull her mouth away and finish the
job with her hands.  There was no indication she was leaving her post and I
could feel the warmth and tingling in my groin that signals an eruption is
near.

It was at just that moment that I knew that there was no use trying to
maintain logical thoughts.  I was about to shoot a hot load of cum thanks
to the mouth and hands of a special 11 year old.  "Aw good lord in heaven
I'm gonna shoot!  Here it comes Julie - the cum you love so much."  As the
first glob left my piss slit I looked to see Julie swallow.  She had no
intention of letting my love juice just shoot in the air.  My rod was on
fire and loving the attention.  It was showing gratitude by delivering
several great lobs into Julie's overflowing mouth.  She was swallowing but
unable to keep up so cum ran out of both corners of her mouth dripping down
on her knees and the bed.  I lay there totally drained, sweating from every
pore watching my little cocksucker licking up as much spilled cum as she
could find.  Her final treat was to lick the remains from my deflating
organ.