Date: Tue, 2 Sep 2003 18:37:53 EDT
From: George5022@aol.com
Subject: Beginning Of Manhood With Uncle Ralph

   This happened to me back in 1975, the summer I had been graduated from
high school. I just turned 18, and considered myself to be a grown man. Most of
us know that 18 is far from being a grown man, but 18 year old boys don't know
that. I was taking it easy for the summer, not working, partying, all the
things that 18 year old boys do. Then two weeks into my summer my Dad had gotten a
phone call from my Uncle Ralph in New Jersey. My Dad had spoken with Uncle
Ralph for about 20 minutes, Ralph was my Dad's younger brother, when my Uncle
had asked to speak to me. Since Uncle Ralph was very recently divorced and
living alone, he asked if I would like to spend a few weeks with him in New Jersey.
I jumped at the chance. Uncle Ralph was a very nice man, and by far my
favorite relative next to my immediate family, plus he had a lot of really cool
grown up toys...motorcycles, fast cars, in ground pool, etc..
   Uncle Ralph sent a first class plane ticket, and in a few days I was off
to New Jersey. He picked me up at the Newark Airport, and we drove for an hour
or so to his home in Franklin Lakes, New Jersey. It was about 3 in the
afternoon when we got to his house. As we pulled into the driveway, he said," I
almost forgot to tell you that I bought a new toy." I asked him what it was, and he
told me to close my eyes as his press the automatic garage door opener. When
he said "Open your eyes", there in front of me was the most bad 1968 corvette
I had ever seen. It was dark green with 427 emblems on both sides of the hood.
I jumped out of his pickup truck, and ran to check out his corvette. I looked
inside the opened window on the driver's side...WOW it was a 4-speed. The car
was beautiful with the original factory Chevy rally wheels. I asked if it was
completely stock. He just smiled, and threw me the keys, "Start her up, and
you tell me if you think the engine is stock." I hopped in, and started it. It
roared to life. Through it's stove pipe black header side pipes, you could not
mistake an aftermarket camshaft, the car sat there lopping and shaking at
about 1,000rpm. I hit the gas a little to rev her up and heard the mechanical
whine. Uncle Ralph squatted next to the car, looking at me saying, "That's a
supercharger under the hood! This is what I call a total sleeper!" I hit the gas a
few more times and then shut off the key. "After we get you settled and
relaxed, maybe you might want to take it out for a spin, or maybe we you can drive
it to the Corvette meet tomorrow." I was so excited, I could barely contain
myself. I couldn't believe he was going to let me drive it, let alone, to a
Corvette meet.
   We went inside the house, he asked if I would like to rest for a while
since I had gotten up so early in the morning for my flight. I told him that I
was fine. He suggested going out to the pool and checking out the updates he had
done to the area. This place Uncle Ralph had was amazing. The whole area
around the pool was now landscaped with a fake waterfall dumping filtered water
back into the pool. The pool itself was redone with what appeared to be slate
stone, as if the pool was part of a natural occurrence through mother nature.
Uncle Ralph asked if I would like to go for a swim and check it out. I said sure
I would. He led me to one of the spare bedrooms, and told me to put my
clothes in one of the empty dressers that were in the room. He left the room as I
was unpacking, saying that he was going to change for our swim. I changed into
gym shorts after I finished unpacking which is what I usually swim in.

I had just put my empty suitcase into the closet when Uncle Ralph reappeared
in the doorway. He was wearing a pair of light blue bikini trunks that left
very little to the imagination. They were so thin, they looked like men's bikini
underwear. The last time I had seen him was nearly two years before when he
came to stay with us, and evidently he must have been working out at the gym.
His 5'8" frame filled out his trunks very well. His chest was covered nicely
with gray and white hair, and then darkened to brown as it got closer to his
belly. He looked great. I only hoped that when I got older, I would take after my
Uncle Ralph so that I too inherited his abundance of body hair. My Dad was
also hairy but Ralph definitely had him beat by a lot.

  At the pool, Uncle Ralph waded down the corner stairs into the shallow end.
I followed him. The water was only 3 feet deep and progressed gradually to 10
feet at the deepest end.  This was a very large pool, about 50 feet by 30
feet. There was a chase lounge floating in the water ready to be occupied. I
guess that's where Ralph got his tanning done. Ralph dove from where he was
standing in the direction of the floating lounge chair. He surfaced, pulling himself
up into the chair and flopping onto his back. His trunks became almost
transparent from being wet. I could clearly see his dick, nuts, and pubic hair
through the material. His dick was pointing downward, laying to it's left. I waded
in further until I was finally up to chest height in the water, then I went
under the water.

   I surfaced next to the floating lounge chair, taking hold of the side so
that I wouldn't have to tread water. "The water is unusually warm for late
June, ain't it?" I asked. Uncle Ralph told me that he covers the pool at night and
uses the pool heater in the early parts of summer. I was just making
conversation with Uncle Ralph so that I could get a better look at his trunks. I
noticed that his trunks had a very small white tag sewn on the front that said
"Jockey", they weren't trunks at all, they were underwear. I guess it didn't
really matter, after all I was wearing just a pair of warn out gym shorts from
high school.

   As we spoke floating in the water, Uncle Ralph would scratch himself
through his trunks nonchalantly, something that my Dad would do, and my Mom would
be constantly harassing him about. I could see the mannerisms that my Dad and
Uncle Ralph both shared, even their voices where similar. I tried to see if
Ralph was circumcised or not, but the trunks were not quite that transparent.
Whatever the case, I could tell he did have a very thick soft penis. Yep, he was
definitely my Dad's brother.

  Ralph told me if I wanted to, I could get the other lounge chair from the
pool house. I declined and swam to the side, pulling myself out of the water. I
relaxed on a beach towel, the sun really blasting me body along side of the
pool. Uncle Ralph joined me on his towel. The sun felt so so good. Almost an
hour had passed before I realized I had drifted off to sleep. I heard my name
being called, "George! I think your front is crispy, don't you think you should
at least flip over to cook the other side?" Damn, I thought. I'm going to be
in pain later on if I'm not careful. I rolled over onto my stomach.  This was
back in the mid-70s when people thought sun tans where a good thing. We were so
ignorant back then.
   I heard the water splashing, and saw Uncle Ralph walking up the steps from
the shallow end of the pool. Again, I could see almost completely through
that material of his trunks. He sat down on his towel next to me with his knees
sort of drawn up and his arms holding around his knees comfortably. "I ordered
a pizza for us. You do like pizza, right?", he asked. "I sure do." He said
that it would be here soon, and that he ordered it about a half hour ago. As I
lay there with my head turned and facing him, I could see his nuts and dick
bulging out. The sitting position he was in gave me a perfect profile shot. His
pubic hair poking out of the leg holes, "Damn, he is hairy", I thought to
myself.
   Ring-Ring...I heard a bell buzzing loudly coming from somewhere near the
back of the house. "Pizza must be here," Uncle Ralph jumped up from the towel. I
followed him around the outside of the house toward the driveway. An older man
in his 50s, wearing one of those stupid looking pizza delivery uniforms, was
standing there holding a pizza box by the swinging gate to the privacy fence.
"Put this one on my account, with the usual tip.", Uncle Ralph said with a
smile. I noticed the man checking out Uncle Ralph's swim trunks, or what was
packed inside of his trunks.  We took the pizza to the patio area between the pool
and house. Uncle Ralph grabbed a couple of cokes from outside refrigerator
and sat them on the glass picnic table. We finished the pizza and cokes in about
15 minutes. After getting rid of the pizza box and coke bottles, Ralph asked
if I wanted to still relax by the pool or if I was tired and wanted to take a
snooze. The pizza was good, and really filled me up. I decided a nice snooze
would be a good idea.
   "You want to rinse off the chlorine before we go inside?" asked Ralph. I
hadn't even noticed that there was now outside showers by the pool house. It
was a very simple set up with two overhead shower nozzles with the same slate
floor that the pool had beneath it. Uncle Ralph adjusted the temperatures of the
water flow as the two showers began to spray lukewarm water.  We both stood
there rinsing ourselves, and again I was checking out the transparency of the
material on Uncle Ralph's trunks. He had his back to me, and it appeared that
he was rinsing off his crotch area. He took longer than I did. "If I don't get
this chlorine off of me, I begin to itch. Make sure you do a good job." I
replied that I did. He then turned and began rinsing his face and hair as he faced
me. I could see that his dick was a bit thicker and longer than it was just a
few minutes ago, which I would suspect was caused by him washing himself.
Either way, I knew that Ralph was what I wanted to look like when I got older. I
did envy the way he looked.

   We went inside the house as we dried ourselves with our towels. "How long
do you plan on snoozing George? I mean do you want me to wake you at a certain
time?" I told Uncle Ralph that I would just like to catch a quick one hour
nap. "Pleasant dreams.", Ralph said to me as he patted my shoulder. "Wow, I
guess I got a sunburn." I said in a wincing tone. "You'll be feeling it in a few
hours, I'm sure." Uncle Ralph replied. I got to my room, put on a pair of my
white Hanes briefs, and hung my wet gym shorts on the towel rod in the hallway
bathroom. I laid on top of the bed in my room and must have drifted off rather
quickly, because it seemed that in just a few moments I heard Uncle Ralph's
voice.




 "Wake up Sleeping Beauty!". I had slept for about an hour and a half. I
tried to get out of bed as I would normally, but I was in pain from my recently
acquired sunburn. I rolled slowly out of bed. I walked down the hall into the
bathroom and took a leak. As I wandered further down the hall I heard the sound
of a television, it was coming from the master bedroom. Uncle Ralph was laying
on his bed watching the news completely nude. He had the most amazing tan
line. His body was a very nice copper color with gray and brown body hair, and
tons of it. Yet the area that his trunks covered was almost completely white if
it weren`t for the thick crop of pubic hair. His thick uncut four inch flaccid
dick relaxed across his left hair covered thigh . "So George, did you sleep
well?", he asked. "I slept like a baby.", I replied. I was still half asleep,
and must have been staring at his body. He noticed me staring, "I'm sorry
George. I guess I should at least put on some under shorts or something. I'm just
not used to wearing anything around the house unless I've got company." He
jumped up as if to retrieve some clothing. "No no, it's okay Uncle Ralph. Don't
get dressed on my account. It doesn't bother me at all." As he looked at me he
said, "Holy shit. You have got yourself a bad case of sunburn. Does it hurt
real bad?" and I, being a bit of a smart-ass kid said, "Only when I breathe."
Uncle Ralph smiled, "Let me put something on your sunburn that will ease the
pain." He told me to lay crossways at the foot of his bed so that he could rub
some lotion on me that was supposed to be good at easing sunburn pain.

   He squirted the lotion into his hands, rubbing them together. "Now I want
you to just relax, I'm pretty good at this.", he said. I already did feel
relaxed laying across the king sized bed, how long my relaxation would last was
the question. After all, being massaged by a hairy middle aged stud like Uncle
Ralph was sure to arouse me. However, I was not going to complain about not
relaxing. He began by slowly working on the backs of my legs, near my feet, then
slowly working his way upward. He wouldn't move from the area he was massaging
until the lotion was completely soaked into my bright red skin. The massage
did feel great. When Uncle Ralph got to the back of my mid-thighs, I found
myself getting turned on. "Lift up.", he said, and grabbed the waist band of my
briefs. He pulled them down my legs and off my feet. There I was laying
completely nude on my stomach in front of the man I found to be the most masculine in
the world. "There is no need for you to be shy.  We are both grown men, and
besides that, I used to change your diapers.", he said laughing. "I'm not shy
Uncle Ralph.", I said. He took my left thigh into his hands rubbing them with
the lotion. Moving up and down my thigh he said, "It looks like you're going to
take after your Dad's side of the family." I asked what he meant. He said that
he was referring to my hairy ass. I said, "I hope I become as hairy as you
and Dad." "You will. Don't worry. I can already see the fuzz coming in all over
your back, plus your ass and legs are half way there. Next, your chest hairs
will begin growing in." I laughed, thinking that he must be checking me out
pretty good.

   I felt his hand brush my nut sack as he switched massaging to my other
thigh. I could feel my dick getting hard. I felt goose bumps from head to toe, it
felt so good getting a massage from Uncle Ralph. He moved up to my waist
where my gym shorts had protected me from the sun. Ralph squeezed some lotion
directly on my lower back, "Damn! That is cold!" I said loudly. He got some of the
lotion on my right ass cheek. I could feel it's coolness. "Don't worry, I'll
rub it in and it will feel better.", he said. The lotion was rubbed in,
squeezed in, and I loved every bit of it. It felt great. Uncle Ralph moved from my
waist area lower to my upper buttocks. "George, you are really soaking this
stuff in.", he continued to massage, "I'm going to put some more lotion on you."
I didn't say a word, I just moaned. He squeezed my buttocks with his slippery
hands, moving his fingers into the crack of my ass. It felt great. I was on
cloud nine. I just let him keep going. What ever he wanted to do with me at
this point, was fine with me. I had never had a massage before, and had totally
forgotten about my sunburn. I felt him brush my asshole, and my dick jumped. I
was glad that I was laying on my stomach or he would see my hard dick. Once
the lotion was soaked into my skin, he moved to my upper body. Oh yeah, now I
remember..."MY SUNBURN!" I yelled out. "Okay, okay. I got carried away. Sorry
about that George, I will be more gently...you wimp. Why don't you roll over now."
Uncle Ralph said as he slapped my bare ass.

   "Oh shit!" I thought to myself, he's going to see my hard-on. I didn't
know what to do, or what to say. I came up with a thought. "Uncle Ralph, If I
roll over on my back it's going to hurt." "If you don't get some of this lotion
on your front, which is a lot more burned than your back, you are going to
regret it later on.", he said honestly with concern in his voice. "Uncle Ralph.
I uhmm, sort of have a problem...I kind of have a ..well my dick is hard.", I
said. He laughed, "You think I have never seen a hard dick before? I've got a
dick too, if you haven't noticed. Don`t worry about it, and don`t forget, I`m
your Uncle and have seen your dick hard before you even knew that you had a
dick, and I have even seen your Dad`s dick hard.  George, you even sound like
your father. You are shy about your body, just like him." He convinced me, and
so I rolled over on my back. My dick was pointing toward my navel with pre-scum
oozing from the piss slit.

"I guess you weren't kidding, were you kiddo?"
  Instead of laying faced down like I had been and staring at a blank wall, I
could now get a good view of Uncle Ralph. I could see that his penis was
considerably larger than when I had first seen it a half hour ago. It was still
hanging down, but the veins were now filled and bulging. The foreskin was no
longer just hanging. The inflated skin was filled with a fat mushroom dickhead. I
thought about teasing him about his semi erect state, but decided against it.
I didn't know how he would take the kidding about his dick getting hard.

   "Don't worry about your hard-on. My dick always gets worked up too when I
get a massage or when somebody rubs lotion on me. Sometimes I even get hard
when I give a massage.", Uncle Ralph confided.

   He rubbed more lotion between his hands and did the front of my legs, down
around my shins and then worked his way up toward my thighs, rubbing and
kneading. It felt so good that my dick began moving up and down off of my belly. A
small puddle of pre-scum gathered in my navel. I wanted so badly to stroke
myself, but couldn't. Just seeing him nude working my body the way he was turned
me on, let alone the massage he was giving me. "I can tell this is really
making you feel good.", he said. As we moved again higher between my thighs he
brushed my nuts with the back of his hand, again my dick jumped. Nothing was
said but I know that he noticed. I moved my legs apart just a little so that he
could get higher on my thighs. He must have taken my leg movement as an at ease
felling. He said, "That's it George, relax. Just relax and let me make you
feel good. Let me get up here so that I can do your upper body." He climbed up
straddling my thighs with his legs, sort of sitting on my thighs. A couple of
strings of pre-scum were oozing from his dick and leaking on my nuts. My dick
was jumping and throbbing as he rubbed my shoulders and chest with lotion. I
was never so turned on in my life, ever. I thought I was going to go nuts, and
yet I would not dare jack my dick in front of him. Every time he would reach up
to rub lotion into my shoulders and upper chest, he would lean forward over
me. His dick was leaking an awful lot, with a string of clear scum landing on
my dick. I could see just the tip of his dickhead peeking from within his
foreskin. He sat back down putting only his partial weight on my body. Our nuts
were now touching. His nuts laying over the top of mine. He gently rubbed my
upper stomach just below my ribcage, and worked outward to my sides. "How's that
feel George?" he asked. "It feels fantastic Uncle Ralph." I said with my eyes
closed.

  "When I rub lotion on myself, I usually take my time and really enjoy it.",
he said. I still had my eyes closed when I heard the sound of the lotion
being squeezed from the bottle, and felt a coolness on my dick. "Oh shit!", I said
loudly. He squirted a bunch of lotion all over my dick and nuts, then slowly
rubbed it in. My pubic hair was also wet with lotion. "George, like I said, I
usually take my time and really enjoy it. You need to enjoy this too.", he
said in a very low voice. He slowly ran his hand up and down, jacking my dick
very gently, making sure the entire shaft was coated. Again, he moved up to my
chest and shoulders, massaging firmly. "Uncle Ralph, this feels so damn good."
When he lowered himself back down he took hold of my dick again stroking it.
"I'm going to try something George, and you tell me if it feels good. If it
doesn't then I'll stop." I opened my eyes just as he lifted himself off my body.
Taking my hard dick in his right hand he stood it straight up, and lowered his
hairy ass over it. I could feel his ass on my dick, it was so warm. Lowering
himself very slowly, he guided my dick to his asshole. "It's been years since
I've done this, so bare with me George. I know you're going to like this,
bare with me.", he said. I couldn't believe this was happening. I was going to
fuck him. I had never had sex with a girl or another guy, but having sex with my
Uncle Ralph was almost too much to handle. Suddenly he stopped. "I almost
forgot. I better lube up my butt hole if I'm going to do this." He grabbed the
lotion and squeezing a glob into his right hand, he stood up on the bed still
straddling me with one of his feet on either side. His right had going behind
him, between his hairy ass cheeks. He tried again, squatting down over my dick.
My dick was in his hand again. I flexed my dick as I felt it sliding between
his hairy cheeks, being guided slowly in. I could feel his asshole opening up.
Uncle Ralph had this very determined look on his face. He was squinting his
eyes and gritting his teeth. I felt my dick slide past the resistance. "Damn it
George. You feel good. How does that feel?" I couldn't speak, and didn't
answer. He moved up and down, for a few minutes as if to appreciate the feeling.
He began to grunt and moan deeply. I was close to having an orgasm. I expected
him to begin jacking off, but he never touched his dick.

   He picked up the pace, and his grunts became louder. I was on the edge, or
slightly beyond the edge. "Uncle Ralph, I'm going to shoot! Oh fuck Uncle
Ralph!" Just then, he let out an animalistic groan, and his dick shot scum all
the way up my chest. "Mother Fucker!", Uncle Ralph yelled. I had my orgasm at
the exact time he yelled. I bucked my hips like I was having convulsions, and I
kept it up for what seemed like minutes.

   Uncle Ralph practically fell forward on top of me. "George, I haven't been
fucked like that since your Dad and I were in high school. That practically
blew my nuts off, it felt so good", Ralph said in a panting voice. I was
panting pretty hard myself. "You mean my Dad fucked you?", I asked. "Wow, I guess I
shouldn't have said that George. But you remind me so much of him, I guess I
wasn't thinking.", Ralph replied reluctantly, then changing the mood he said,
"I tell you what, let's clean up, and we can talk about it. On second thought,
you just lay there and relax, catch your breath. I'll take care of cleaning
up, relax."

  My dick was still in his ass. He slid his right leg off the bed, lifting
himself with his foot on the floor. My dick slid out. "First things first, I
better go sit on the john and get rid of all that scum you shot up my ass." He
walked to the bathroom. I could hear him grunting and farting as he expelled my
scum. He reentered the room carrying a wet wash cloth. The wash cloth felt
nice as he gently wiped his own scum from my smooth chest. "What we just did sure
does bring back memories of your old man George. Let's put on some shorts and
go take that Corvette for a ride, and when we get back I can tell you a few
stories about your Dad and I"....