Date: Sat, 25 Oct 2003 04:07:02 +0800
From: Trese . <tresef@hotmail.com>
Subject: Strokers and Rubberneckers 01 (m/t)(mast)
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KILT : Strokers and Rubberneckers (m/t)(mast)
Author : Trese
Part : 1
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Friday afternoon, Mike was on his way out when his sixteen
years old nephew Mitch dropped by his apartment. Mike was
surprised that his nephew was at his doorstep when he
opened the door. He hasn't seen him for over one year. He
had grown a lot since Mike last saw him.
"Uncle!" Mitch said as he dropped his duffel bag and hugged
him.
"Mitch, what are you doing here?" Mike asked.
"Uncle Mike," He said as he loosened his embrace. "I
emailed you last week that I'll be spending the weekend
here, remember?"
"Yeah, I read it. But I thought that it's next weekend?"
"No, Uncle Mike. It's this weekend."
Mike stared at his nephew thinking how could he have
forgotten such a trivial detail.
"Damn, someone is getting senile!" Mitch teased.
"Who's senile? Who me? Who are you?" Mike kidded back.
The two laughed.
"Listen, I have a meeting in thirty minutes. I'm running
late as it is. I'll be back in an hour or so."
Mitch listened intently.
"Do you have any money?" Mike asked and Mitch only nodded.
"Here, take this anyway." Mike said as he handed Mitch a
fifty-dollar bill. "Just order any take out. There's a
bunch of numbers in the fridge. Hmm..." Mike was still
thinking of what else to say to his nephew.
"Go, Uncle Mike. I can take care of myself." Mitch
interrupted.
"Are you sure?"
Mitch nodded again.
"Okay, then. Sorry about this kiddo."
"Don't sweat it, Uncle Mike."
Mike ran immediately towards the elevator door. Luckily, he
was just in time when the door opened. He hopped in the
lift and waved at his nephew goodbye who was still standing
outside of his apartment. When the elevator door closed,
Mitch entered his Uncle's crib and closed the door behind
him.
Mitch placed his duffel bag beside the sofa and removed his
shoes leaving his socks on. He took the remote control and
turned the telly on. He surfed the channels until he
stationed it to MTV. Then he went to the kitchen and opened
the fridge. He saw tons of foods but none to his liking.
Mostly, the cold box contained mineral water, veggies, and
other health foods. He took the wireless phone on the
counter and dialed the pizza house's number. He ordered a
large pepperoni, chips and Pepsi.
Mitch returned to the living room and sat on the sofa.
While watching the goggle box, he noticed that the VCR was
on. Curiosity got the better of him, so, he went to the VCR
and pushed the eject button. As he had suspected, a tape
popped out of the unit. The tape was unlabelled that fired
his curiosity more. He took the remote control on the table
and set the tube to video mode. Then he inserted the tape
and pushed the play button of the VCR.
The screen was black for awhile and Mitch thought that it
was just a blank a tape. Just as he was about to press the
stop button, a scene came on the screen. Mitch moved back a
bit until his back was against the coffee table.
Mitch saw a blond guy who was probably in college talking
in the screen. He also heard the camera handler asked the
guy several questions. At first, Mitch thought that the
voice sounded familiar so he listened carefully.
"What's your name?" The cameraman asked.
"I'm Ethan."
"Age, school and major?"
"19. I go to MU and taking up ME." Ethan answered.
"So, what's your preference?"
"I'm straight?"
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
"Yes."
"Do she knows about this?"
"Definitely not!" Ethan said.
"Okay, then. Let's begin. The shots that I'm going to take
will be a raw one. It means that we have to get this right
in one shooting. Got it?
"Yeah." Ethan said as he voiced cracked a bit.
"Better drink this before we start. This will help you
settle your nerves."
After saying that, the cameraman came on screen holding a
glass filled liquor.
"I knew it!" Mitch exclaimed as he saw his Uncle Mike.
"Ethan, drink up!" Mike offered.
"What's this shit?" Ethan questioned.
"Cognac." Mike said as he handed over the glass. "It will
easy your tension."
Ethan gulped the liquid and handed it over to Mike when he
was finished.
"Another." Ethan said.
Mike walked out of the frame and returned with a glassful
of Cognac.
"Thanks." Ethan said as he took the glass. "This is my
first to do. If the pay wasn't that big, I wouldn't do
this." Ethan explained as he took more liquor in his mouth.
"Listen. Imagine that the camera is a mirror. You have
jacked off in front of the mirror before, haven't you? Mike
asked.
Ethan nodded as he continued to drink the alcohol.
"Well, just think of that. Don't mind me." Mike left the
screen again but continued talking. "Here, these will help
you while we do this." Mike returned and handed Ethan
several dirty magazines.
"Thanks." Ethan said.
"Now listen. Do what you would normally do when you are
looking these magazines when you're alone at home. Just
remember that the camera covers from here to here." Mike
walked at the end of the sofa to the other emphasizing the
camera's frame.
"That's it?"
"Yup! Why?" Ethan asked.
"I thought you'll be moving around while I do it?"
"Nah. This way the footage will appear amateurish,
unrehearsed, candid and will have a voyeuristic effect.
That's what my clients want." Mike explained.
"Okay." Ethan agreed.
"Oh, by the way, don't look at me or talk to during the
whole thing. I'll be over there." Mike pointed at the left.
"From here on, it's just you and the camera."
Ethan nodded.
"Ready?"
Ethan took a deep breath and said, "Okay."
After Ethan said that, Mike walked out the frame taking the
empty glass with him.
Mitch couldn't believe what he just heard. He couldn't
believe that this might be what his Uncle does for a
living. Mitch continued to watch.
Ethan was thumbing through the magazines beside him. When
he found the one he liked, he opened it and his other hand
began caressing his crotch through his baggy pants. After
turning few pages he stopped, stood up, removed his shirt
and threw it on the floor. Next, he unbuckled his pants and
pulled it down to his ankle tagging his boxer shorts along.
He didn't bothered removing his rubber shoes. His flaccid
uncut cock was hanging down under his untrimmed black pubic
hair. He put his hands on hips and then brought his cock to
erection without touching it. It pulsed and stood up
pointing slightly to the left. The skin was slightly
retracted. Ethan sat with his right hand pulling his cock
as he continued to read the magazine.
Mitch, on the other hand, was still seated on the floor
with his two feet against each other but he had already
removed his pants. His gray boxer briefs where down to his
ankles. He was caressing his dick while he watched Ethan
jacked his.
Ethan stopped looking at the magazine, leaned against the
sofa and threw his head against the wall. He jacked his
cock faster while his other hand was toying with his low
hanging balls. His breathing became labored which could be
heard from the t.v. His moaning became louder and then he
began shooting his sperm. Most of it, landed on his
abdomen. He continued jacking his cock until he stopped
shooting.
Mitch came too while watching Ethan cummed in the screen.
Sweat covered his forehead and his shirt where covered with
his goo. His breathing was settling down when he heard the
doorbell. Immediately, he removed his shirt and pulled his
boxer briefs to his waist. Then he took the remote pressing
the mute button instead of the off button.
The doorbell rang again.
"Coming!" Mitch shouted.
He ran to the door, opened it and saw the pizza guy.
The pizza guy was Latino. He was approximately the same
height as Mitch, which was five feet nine inches. He wore
his red cap backwards matching the color of his shirt and
trainers.
"You order pepperoni, chips and Pepsi." The pizza guy said.
"Yup."
"That wouldn't be twelve fifty."
"Okay. I'll just get your money."
The pizza guy didn't wait for Mitch to invite him in. When
Mitch turned around, he stepped inside the apartment and
followed Mitch. Mitch didn't notice that the pizza guy had
followed him.
"Oh, shit!" Mitch exclaimed when he saw that the t.v. was
still on.
Ethan was still seated on the couch with his flaccid cock
exposed and body covered with cum. What caught Mitch's
attention was his Uncle was beside Ethan licking the cum
off Ethan's chest.
"I'll be damn!" The pizza guy exclaimed. "Aren't you too
young to be watching this shit!"
Mitch turned around. He couldn't believe that he'd been
busted.
"I... er..." Mitch began to say as he covered the screen
with his body.
"I knew that you were doing jerking off when you opened the
door. But I didn't know that you're watching a fag flick."
The pizza guy commented.
"I'm not into this shit." Mitch explained.
"Then, how can you explain that wet spot on your boxer if
you didn't whacked off while watching that."
"Honest, this is the first time I saw this..."
"Cool it. I dig it." The pizza guy interrupted.
"What do you mean?" Mitch asked. "Are you gay?"
The pizza guy didn't answered Mitch right away. He turned
around and saw the kitchen counter just a few steps away.
He walked towards it and placed the pizza box, chips and
Pepsi cans on it.
"Yeah, this baby likes it!" The pizza guy said as he faced
Mitch holding his crotch.
Mitch gulped nervously as he looked at the pizza guy's hand
rubbing his crotch in front of him.
"I'm not gay." Mitch said defensively. "The tape belonged
to my Uncle. I think he's gay. I discovered it by
accident."
"Hey, don't worry, if you want to have fun, I'm game?" The
pizza guy offered.
Without waiting for Mitch's reply, the pizza guys exposed
his mammoth Latino dick. Mitch grasped at the size of the
pizza guy's salami and it was hard yet. He estimated to be
six inches long and four inches round.
"Haven't you seen a cock before?" The pizza guy said.
Mitch gulped. "Not that big." Mitch's voice cracked.
"Have you ever touched another guy's dick?" The pizza guy
asked while he continued to caress his dong in front of
Mitch.
"No." Mitch said meekly.
"Never fooled around with one of your buddies?"
Mitch franticly swayed his head from left to right.
"So, want to try it?"
"Er... I don't know... maybe this isn't a good idea." Mitch
said. "Beside... my Uncle might be back soon."
"Too bad."
The pizza guy said as he squeezed his foreskin revealing
his precum before putting his cock back inside his
trainers.
"That would be twelve fifty."
"Uh?" Mitch replied.
"The pizza."
"Yeah, okay wait."
Mitch grabbed his pants on the floor, took his wallet out
and fished out fourteen dollars. He walked towards the guy
and gave him the money.
"Thanks for tip." The pizza guy said. "But I really wanted
this as my tip." The pizza guy grabbed Mitch's bulge as he
said that.
Mitch jumped away from the pizza guy who laughed at him.
Then the pizza guy walked towards the door and stepped out
of the apartment.
"If you ever want a piece of this," The pizza guy said as
he grabbed his crotch again. "Just call the pizza house and
ask for Carlos." After saying that, he winked at Mitch and
licked his lips before heading towards the elevator.
Mitch immediately closed the door and locked it. His heart
was pounding hard against his chest. He couldn't believe
that he had received that kind of proposition. He ran
towards the VCR, stopped the player and changed the channel
back to MTV. He then took his pants off the floor and put
it on before his Uncle returned.
That night, while resting on the couch, Mitch couldn't
sleep. He kept tossing and turning. He couldn't stop
thinking about what had happened that day. He couldn't
believe that his Uncle Mike was gay. The Uncle Mike that he
had idolized.
"This can't be?" Mitch said to himself.
"What is?" Mike asked him as he opened the fridge.
Mitch jumped off the couch.
"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." Mike said.
"Nah, didn't heard you." Mitch said.
Realizing the he was only wearing his white undies; he
immediately laid on the couch and pulled the covers on his
semi-naked body. Lucky for him, his Uncle was still looking
inside the fridge.
"I thought you were asleep?" Mitch asked.
"Apparently, not." Mike kidded. "I'm doing some paper work.
Just came out to get some water."
"Oh..." Mitch exclaimed.
Mike finished drinking his water before heading towards the
couch. He looked down on Mitch.
"Kiddo, are you sure alright?" Mike asked.
Mitch looked up to him and saw that his Uncle Mike was only
wearing a blue thong that obscene showed his big bulge.
Mitch gulped.
"Oh, sorry about this." Mitch pointed at his blue thong. "I
forgot that you were here. I'm used to wearing just my
underwear inside the apartment. Hope this doesn't embarrass
you?"
"No." Mitch said as he looked at his Uncle's face.
"What's wrong? You been awfully quiet since I got back from
my meeting."
"Nothing. I guess, I'm just tired from the long trip."
"Okay, then. Good night." Mike said.
As he turned around, Mitch had glimpsed of his Uncle's
robust buttocks.
"Good night." Mitch said as his voice cracked.
Mike just chuckled quietly when he heard his nephew's voice
cracked. He entered his bedroom and closed the door.
Mitch couldn't believe that he had seen his Uncle's cock.
Though, it was covered by the undergarment, little of it
anyway, he knew that his Uncle Mike had a huge dick.
"Dammit, Mitch! What's wrong with you?" He said to himself
as he felt his cock throbbed in his underwear.
Confused and scared, Mitch pushed it out of his mind and
tried to get some sleep. Then he thought of his Harriet
might help him divert his mind from thinking of Ethan,
Carlos and his Uncle Mike. That did the trick. The more he
thought of her, the more his dick became hard. He closed
his eyes and put his right hand inside the sheets. He
fondled his cock through his underwear as he recalled how
she gave him his first handjob in the cinema two days ago.
They had watched the last full show of Matrix Reload. Since
it was the last showing day, only a few people were
watching it. He and Harriet had balcony seats. Harriet was
the aggressive type. He led Mitch to the last upper row to
the right and chose the corner seats.
Trailers were still showing when they got to their seats
when Harriet took Mitch's left hand and put it around her
neck. She then began nibbling at Mitch's right earlobe and
she guided Mitch's left hand to her left breast. Though,
Mitch was still a virgin and Harriet was his first real
date, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to know what
Harriet wanted him to do with his hand.
As he continued to recall how Harriet's breast felt under
his ministration, his dick had grown passed the waistband
of his briefs. Precum began oozing of his cock, as he
continued to toy with his cock. Mitch pulled the covers
down just a bit above of his knees and continued caressing
his shaft through his underwear with his palm.
Harriet's mouth traveled from his earlobe to his lips.
Mitch welcomed her lips to his and their tongue began
dancing together. As they continued to French kiss,
Harriet's left hand began feeling his teen muscular torso,
strapping tummy until her hand was on top of Mitch's hard
package. Mitch's eyes bulged. He stopped kissing Harriet
and looked down at his crotch. Then he returned his gazed
at Harriet who smiled at him as she gently unzipped his
pants. Mitch gently grabbed her hand.
"Relax, you'll love this." Harriet whispered in his ear.
"But in here?" Mitch questioned.
"Why not?" Harriet said as she put her hand inside of
Mitch's pants and caressed his hard dick through his boxer
briefs.
"Someone might see us?" Mitch said, as his voice became
raspy.
"Just relax and enjoy the rush!" Harriet said as she began
jerking Mitch's hardon through his underwear.
"Oh... Har... riet... Umm..."
Harriet's lips dove back to Mitch's lips to silence his
moans. Mitch's hips began bucking against Harriet's hand
and in less than two minutes he began shooting his seeds
inside his underwear. Harriet's eyes bulged as she felt her
palm became wet by Mitch's spunk. She couldn't believe that
Mitch could cum a lot and in less than two minutes. When
Mitch's settled down, she removed her hand and looked at
it. She could see his spunk on his palm. She wiped it on
the side of the seat and gave Mitch a kiss on the cheek.
By then, Mitch had his entire eight inches hard cock in his
right hand pounding it like crazy. His briefs were lowered
just enough to exposed the base of his cock but his balls
were still tacked under the garment. He bit his lips to
stop himself for making any noise that might alert his
Uncle. He rewound the scene with Harriet as he continued to
jack his teen cock.
As he got to part again where Harriet was rubbing his cock
inside his pants, it was replaced by the scene that he saw
Ethan did in the tape. It invaded his psyche and he vividly
saw the joy of orgasm written on Ethan's face when he cummed.
Mitch tried to push it out of his mind and tried to think of
Harriet when Carlos appeared instead in his mind. Carlos had
his cock out and was gingerly caressing his Latino hung dick
in front of him. Then in an instant, his Uncle Mike appeared
wearing just his thong just a few inches from his face.
Seeing that bulged made him cummed. His sperms came out
flying from his throbbing cock. He shot seven times covering
his naked torso. Some even landed on his face. That was one
of the most powerful orgasms he had ever had. Drenched in
cum, he couldn't believe that he had just cummed thinking of
others guys especially his Uncle Mike. He closed his eyes and
wanted to rest for awhile. A few minutes had passed and his
eyes remained close. He had fallen asleep leaving his body
still covered with cum and his flaccid dick exposed.
.. part 2 coming soon
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