Date: Wed, 3 Nov 2004 18:05:56 -0800 (PST)
From: Joe Stevens <joe45stevens@yahoo.com>
Subject: UNCLE JOEY Part One

OFFICIAL DISCLAIMER: This story is TOTAL FICTION and in NO WAY reflects the
sexuality of any of the actors or characters portrayed involved.  The
author has no knowledge of the actors' sexuality and this is purely a work
of fiction. Joey is produced by by Kevin S. Bright, Scott Silveri, and
Shana Goldberg-Meehan.

UNCLE JOEY

(PART ONE)

Michael Tribiani awoke early on the morning of his first official day in
his new apartment.  For the first time, he felt like a free man.  Michael's
mother, Gina, had always been so overprotective of him, that--even though
he was a college graduate--she had never allowed him to live on his own.
He often fantasized about moving into his own place one day; and the
opportunity presented itself when his favorite uncle unexpectedly announced
he would be moving to LA.  Michael could not believe his luck when his
Uncle Joey begrudgingly agreed to allow his young nephew to move in.

Michael had always had a special affinity for his Uncle Joey, who was his
only male role model in the Tribiani family.  When Michael was just a boy,
his mother Gina had made the decision to leave the family roots in New
York, for the sun and fun of LA.  The move was difficult, but leaving his
Uncle was particularly painful.

When Joey finally arrived in LA, Michael(now 20 years old) realized that he
hadn't seen his uncle since he began puberty.  Lying in bed in his brand
new room, Michael remembered the look on his Uncle's face when they at last
reunited.  Joey looked both surprised and impressed at how much his little
nephew had changed.  Michael was now a strapping young man with a boyish,
yet slightly chiseled face and a smooth, athletic body.  Michael felt a
rush of excitement at the look of pride his Uncle had given him; but he
also felt sad.  Michael had finally admitted to himself a few years ago
that he was gay--a realization that he could never reveal to his
opinionated mother.  He knew that his irresistible uncle was as straight as
they come.  Joey's reputation as a lady's man had always been a topic of
discussion with his mother.

Since puberty, Maichael had fantasized about his uncle; using the tapes
Joey had sent them of his various acting gigs as fuel for his fantasies.
And now, the two of them were roommates...with only a thin wall separating
their bedrooms.  Michael could hardly contain his excitement, but wondered
how he would be able to keep his attraction a secret.  He wondered how his
uncle's manly body might smell, how his skin would taste.

As he lay there daydreaming, Michael heard Joey's footsteps as he exited
his bedroom and walked toward their shared bathroom, closing the door
behind him.  He heard the twist of the faucet as the shower turned on.
Michael saw this as his first opportunity to do a little snooping.  He knew
it was a risky idea, but his body raced with adrenaline as he arose from
his bed and crept towards his uncle's bedroom door.

Wearing only a pair of snug tighty-whities, Michael's young cock sprung to
life as he entered Joey's bedroom.  He was aroused by the musky, masculine
smell in the air, and saw the rumpled sheets on his bed.  He touched a hand
down to the soft mattress and felt that the sheets were still warm.  He
could hardly believe his own boldness as he lied down in his uncle's bed to
fully take-in the experience.  His hands trembled as they caressed the
smooth sheets that felt so erotic against his own smooth, boyish skin.

Michael was suddenly startled when his hand brushed against something under
the blankets; it was a pair of his uncle's boxer briefs.  They very same
pair, Michael remembered, that Joey had been wearing the night before as
they prepared for bed. Michael's heart raced and his horniness took over as
he pressed the warm underwear to his face to inhale the manly smell.

Michael was euphoric as he breathed in the private scent of the man he had
desired since puberty.  It was then that Michael detected a distinct scent
in Joey's underwear--a scent that every teenage boy is particularly
familiar with.  Michael held the boxer briefs up to the morning light, and
there he saw it...a sizable, wet stain on the front of the underwear.  The
young boy's body quivered and his young manhood oozed with precum as he
realized what the stain was...it was his Uncle Joey's cum...and it was fresh.

That very morning, just a few feet away from, separated by only a thin
wall...Joey, the object Michael's every fantasy, had been jerking off.
Michael's mind wandered as he imagined the sight in his mind...he couldn't
help but wonder what Joey had been fantasizing about just a few moments
ago, when he ejaculated his thick manjuice into those very boxer briefs.

Suddenly, Michael was startled back from his daydream, as the shower faucet
was shut off with a squeak.  He knew he only had a few seconds to
reassemble the bed as he had found it.  But his body was surging with
excitement....HE NEEDED TO KNOW!

Michael had always been too afraid to keep porn in the house when he lived
with his mother.  He was certain she snooped in his room often, and would
most certainly find any pornographic material she might find there.  But he
had heard that other guys his age, often kept "jerk-off" magazines under
their mattress for easy-access.  It occurred to him, then, that his
red-blooded, all American uncle might do the same.

He shoved the boxer briefs back under the blankets, as he bent down and
lifted the heavy mattress.

There it was.  A hefty magazine that promised to offer page after page of
big-breasted women...every heterosexual male's fantasy.  Michael smirked to
himself as he realized that his own throbbing erection had subsided a
little as he reviewed the magazine cover.  He couldn't deny that he was
slightly disappointed.  He knew that his uncle was straight.  What did he
expect?

As he prepared to hurry back to his own bedroom, he tossed the magazine
back under the mattress.  The thick magazine landed with a thud, and
Michael was surprised to spy a thinner, smaller magazine slip out from with
the larger magazine's pages.

As he heard Joey moving about in the bathroom down the hall, he reached
down to examine the hidden magazine.  Michael fell to his knees and gasped
as his cock sprung skyward.  The cover of the magazine featured a striking
young man, with a smooth, swimmer's build, about the same age as Michael.
The model was naked, sporting a massive erection...the pages within depicted
more of the same.  As Michael thumbed through the pages, he noticed that
this magazine was significantly more worn than the magazine it was hidden
within.

He heard the doorknob of the bathroom unlock; Michael trembled, unable to
move.

Could it be?...Could Joey be gay, also?

Just then, he heard the bathroom door creak open, and Joey's footsteps as
he bounded down the hall toward his bedroom...

Michael thought to himself, terrified, "It's too late...I'm caught"....

THE END...next chapter coming soon