Date: Fri, 21 Aug 2009 15:12:17 -0400
From: whitewold999@icqmail.com
Subject: Darrell, (gay\incest, b/M)
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This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boy's
discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic
scenes of sex between an underage boy and adult
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Darrell
By
Wolf
When grandfather had a stroke that made him
bedridden the family got together and discussed
who would go down to Grandma's and Grandpa's to
help her look after him. The adult males in the
family were need at their homes it was decided that
Darrell was old enough, and physically strong enough
to be able to help his grandfather even though he
was only 12-years old.
It was also decided that Darrell's uncle Charles
would be the one to drive him down to Grandmas.
When he came by to pick up Darrell it was starting
to rain. It was a 250 mile trip south. We started
late and my uncle knew we would have to stop for
the night, and it had started raining before we left.
The loner we traveled the harder it started raining.
It got to the point that the windshield wipers could
not keep up with the water smashing against the
windshield. Uncle Joe pulled over and pulled into the
first rest-stop we came to. There were a lot of big
trucks lined up waiting out the storm along with a lot
of cars. The rain was coming down so hard that no
one was heading for the public restrooms.
While we waited out the storm Joe was talking
to Darrell about things at home. He even asked
about Darrell's sex life, things like did he have a
girlfriend, did he jack-off. The conversation gave
Darrell a boner. Joe was able to see his pants
bulging in the light from the restroom entrance. He
reached over and rubbed the front of Darrell's
pants. He asked, "Would you like a jack-off?"
Darrell simply unbuttoned his pants and pulled
out his young cock and started jacking-off. Joe did
too. The two of them sat there in the dark jacking
themselves off for awhile. It was not long before
they both squirted cum. They just let it fall on the
floorboards of the car. They didn't say much after
that. Shortly afterwards the rain subsided. The big
rigs started firing up their diesel engines and pulling
back out onto the highway. The cars darted
between them until the rest-stop. We just waited
our turn and allowed the other cars to head for the
exit before we joined them.
As we drove down the highway Joe told Darrell
that he like his cock. He had not bothered to put
his cock back into his pants. I just laid one on led
like a stuffed sock. Darrell saw in from the glow of
the dash lights. Joe asked Darrell, "Have you ever
jacked-off another guy?"
Darrell said, "No."
Joe asked, "Would you jack-me-off?"
Darrell didn't hesitate. He had always favored
Uncle Joe and would do anything for him. Joe's cock
was at least seven-inches long but no bigger around
than Darrell's. He virtually jacked him off all the
way to grandma's house. When they arrived
Grandma have them the room that had been shared
by Uncle Joe and his father.
As soon as granny closed the door we got
undressed and got into the full sized bed that had
replaced the boy's twin beds. Darrell fell asleep
clinging to Uncle Joe's cock.
Before Joe went home he took Darrell for a
ride on the pretence of showing Darrell all of the
places that he and Darrell's father used to hang out.
They sat the old pharmacy with the soda fountain
counter, the schools they had attended and the
place they used to take girls to make-out with.
Eventually they came to an old dilapidated barn.
That was located a good 300 yards from the road
behind a wind row of trees. He pulled the car in the
dirt floored barn and parked. They got out and
Darrell heard the sound of a barn owl their arrival
had disturbed. He saw the big brown barn owl
sitting on the rafters watching every move they
made.
There were some old bales of hay stacked
against the back of the barn. They undress under
the watchful eye of the barn owl, Darrell wondered
what the owl was thinking watching the man and boy
getting undressed. The man draped the boy over a
bale of hay and sip on his little dark asshole before
he shoved his cock into the boy's ass. It was all
Darrell could do to keep from screaming in pain.
After Joe filled his ass with a load of cum, he rolled
Darrell over and sucked his cock until he came in
Uncle Joe's mouth. They lounged around talking
about sex before they got dressed and returned to
Granny's before Joe returned home.
Darrell looked after his grandfather until he
succumbed to pulmonary edema. While he was
caring for him he had to help him to the bathroom,
wash him and feed him. He was fascinated at the
sight of his grandfathers old dick it was limp but it
was long and uncut. The foreskin completely covered
the dry old knob. He wondered if he would
appreciate him jacking him off.
When he passed away the family gathered for
the funeral. Joe and Darrell did get to visit that
barn again. The old owl was still there, with his ever
watchful eyes.
For the next five years whenever Joe visited
his parents they would seek out a private place
where they could enjoy sucking and fucking each
other. Yes! Joe let Darrell fuck him too. When
Darrell was 17, Joe told him that he should find a
girl and get married. They never had sex again.
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