Date: Wed, 17 Oct 2001 08:02:04 -0400
From: Lee Mariner <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: mark 7

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WARNING: This is a fantasy depicting gay males involved in
homosexual acts.  If you are not of legal age to be reading this material or
you do not approve, please exit.  Thank you for your consideration.
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Chapter #8

The bathroom was just off the workout room and it was a small
afterthought that his brother had when he built it.  There was a face sink,
commode and small shower, not big at all.  When he opened the door, he
realized they both would not be able to use it at the same time.

Lee turned to Mark and said "Mark, you go ahead and shower while I get
some towels for us.  He turned to walk upstairs and realizing he was
naked grabbed his robe and started to put it on.

"Uncle Lee", Mark said "there is no one home but us you know." He stood
there his eyes twinkling as he said it, his still half hard cock swaying a
little.  "Besides" he said,  " do you know where Mom keeps the towels?"

Stopping and looking at his nephew standing there with that innocent
impish grin, he said "  being a little smart ass aren't we? Where does she
keep them?"

Before he answered, Mark took his now hardening cock in his fingers
and swayed it back and forth looking at his uncle.   Grinning he said
"does this look little too you Uncle Lee."  Mark thrust  his hip forward
slightly as he played with himself, his cock rapidly swelling to full staff.

Lee moved over close to Mark and taking his face in his hands, he said
"you are a little vixen aren't you?" Before he heard the answer he pressed
his lips against the luscious ones being offered, he could feel his cock
stiffening.

Separating their lips, Lee felt Mark thrusting his groin against his and
he heard Mark saying very softly, "Uncle Lee I want  you" in a very husky
voice.  Lee felt him starting to slip down to his knees but he put his hands
under his arms and lifted him back up.
"Mark, Mark" he said " it already late and there are things I want to do
so we can get back by the time your mom and dad get home. There will be
time for us to be together, plenty of time."   He felt Mark's strong arms
around his waist pulling him tight grinding their hard cock's against each
other.   Looking into those beautiful hazel eyes, he could see the deep
desire and love they held.  He could feel Mark's hands running up his
back and pressing on his shoulder blades squeezing his chest tight
against his.

As he was trying to resist the urges washing over  his body, he heard  in a
very husky sexy voice "I am going to remind you of that Uncle Lee, you
don't know how bad I want you."   Brushing his lips across Lee's cheek,
he turned  and walked into the shower  with a "towels in the closet at the
head of the stairs."  The water started to flow.

Standing there for a moment, Lee thought "what have I done?" He
moved up the steps to retrieve the towels.

Walking back down the steps, he could hear Mark splashing in the water
and his outline through the opaque curtain. He closed the lid to the
commode and sitting down he asked "Mark, how did you find out I was
gay?"

>From the other side of the curtain Mark told his uncle "I heard mom and
dad talking about it when you called and told them you would be coming
home for a visit."

Pausing for a moment, Lee said "why would they be talking about it, they
have known I was gay for a long time."  He heard the water stop and the
curtain slide back.  He stood there, his body glistening from the water
and the overhead light.  Lee was again struck by the beauty and
perfection of Mark's  body, golden and smooth.  He sat there holding the
towel's marveling at how gorgeous his nephew was.  A thought flashed
through his mind "I can't give him up but what am I going to do?"

Reaching for a towel, he heard "Uncle Lee, it is a little cold standing here
wet."

Lee muttered "Sorry Mark, here". He handed him a large soft towel and
Mark stepped out of the shower to dry himself.  Lee stepped into the
shower and glancing at Mark drying  himself  he slid the curtain closed
and turned on the water.

As he was soaping himself down, Lee heard "why are you worried about
that Uncle Lee? I kind of figured you were gay before I heard them."

Lee responded "we will talk about it later, okay?"  He rinsed off and slid
the curtain back and Mark was holding out a towel for him.

Mark was standing there in front of him as he was drying his back and he
heard that long low whistle again and "God Uncle Lee you are really
built." Mark reached out and ran his fingers over his uncles smooth,
defined chest muscles.   Lee involuntarily suck in his breath at the feel.

Leaning over, he gave Mark a peck on the nose and said "kiddo we better
get moving."  Mark turned and with a little giggle, he ran up the steps.

As they were both dressing, they talked about Mark going into his senior
year and going to college after he graduated.   He slipped into his jockey
briefs and a pair of soft light gray shorts. He chose a mint green Tommy
Hilfiger golf shirt that matched perfectly.  He noticed Mark had put on a
jock strap and not briefs as he slipped into a pair of denim cutoffs that
outlined his ass and showed a nice bulge in the crotch.  He selected a
dark blue Fruit of the Loom "T" shirt that looked like it was 2 sizes
smaller then it should be. Then he noticed how it molded itself to his
torso, pecs, lats and ribbed stomach. Talk about dressing for effect, he
obviously knew how, he was stunning even dressed.

They heard the door bell ring and Lee went to answer it, a young man
stood outside on the porch. Opening the door, he said "may I help you?"
The young man asked his name, he identified himself and asked "how
may I help you" for the second time. The young man gave his name as
Charles Fentress.  Lee did not know him and Mark shook his head no.

Looking in the folder he had, he said "I am from Enterprise Car Rental
and I have the SUV your ordered."  Looking over the young mans
shoulder, he saw the Ford Explorer and another car.   Mark looked
around him at the young man and the SUV.  He whistled again.

Lee took the offered folder and asked Mark to run and get his wallet off
the dresser for him.  As Mark left, he was reading and then signing the
contract when he returned with it.   Lee took out 3 $100 dollar bills and
the young man signed the receipt section of the contract and handed him
the key's.

Looking at Mark as he did "he said thank you sir and have a good day."
His eyes lingered for a moment and then turned and walked away.
Suddenly he turned and said "the address to our office is on the contract
with our telephone number and my name, thanks again."  Lee wondered
whose benefit that was for as he closed the door.

As he turned, he heard "Wow, Uncle Lee he was cute wasn't he?"

Looking at him, Lee said "yes but you are cuter, lets get moving." He felt
just a twinge of  jealousy at the remark.

Making sure that Mark had his keys, they checked the house to be sure it
was locked up and headed for the Explorer.

When they got inside and Lee had checked all the papers to make sure all
of the insurance and emergency information was in the glove box, he
asked "Do  you have an operators permit Mark?"  Mark assured him he
did and reaching for his wallet he produced it for his uncle.  Lee knew
that as long as he was in the vehicle, he could let him drive.

Just as they started to pull away, he exclaimed loudly "damn Mark, we
didn't clean up the cum on the mat in the weight room."

Mark said, "no problem Uncle Lee, dad has seen that before and never
said anything about it."  Lee thought "before" but he didn't inquire
further just then.

"What about your mother and Retta?"

"They never go in there very often, they say it smells too bad" he said as 
he
grinned at Lee.

They headed down the hill, first stop the cemetery to visit his father's
grave.   On the way, they pulled into a 7-11 and he bought a small cheap
cooler, ice, six pack of beer and pepsi.  A couple of bags of chips and they
were ready to go.

Reaching the cemetery, they parked on the interior  roadway and walked
over to the family burial plot.   Lee's grandparents, an uncle and his
parents were buried together.   His dad had died while he was in Saudi
Arabia and  he had not been able to get back for the funeral. When John
had called him by overseas telephone, he broke down although he and his
father had never been really close.   Lee suspected why but it had never
been mentioned, at least not by his father.  He sent John his share of the
expenses although he said he could take care of that later if he wanted to.
Lee was not going to give Doug anything to talk about.

He felt Mark holding his hand and leaning against him and he was crying
softly.  Placing his arm around  his shoulders he pulled him closer.
Looking at  his dad's marker, he said to Mark "you miss him kid?"

"Yes Uncle Lee, I sure do. He was the greatest, don't you miss him?

Lee nodded his head and whispered "yeah kiddo, I miss him."  He didn't
mention anything else about the slight estrangement between he and his
father.

Holding each other, they walked back to the SUV and Lee handed Mark
a couple of the napkins he had  gotten at the 7-11.   They both got inside
and he pulled himself a beer from the cooler and handed a pepsi to Mark.

Mark asked "Uncle Lee, may I have one of your beers?"  Lee thought
what the hell, why not.  He handed him a Coors.

They sat there for a few minutes taking long pulls on the beer.  Lee was
thinking about both of  his parents and back over the years.  His mother
had died the year before he left the country when Mark was only 11, a
heart attack took her.  His dad had died the same way.  He missed them
both but especially  his mother.  Giving a big sigh, he said "guess we
better get moving to Corinth across the river."

Looking at his uncle, Mark said "why we going over there Uncle Lee?"

As he drove out of the cemetery, he told Mark "I always try and check the
graves of  my mother's parents, your other set of grandparents.  They
both are buried in an old family cemetery that is not kept up like this
one."

Again looking at him, Mark asked "why don't dad ever go over there, they
are his grandparents too, aren't they?
As he drove, he tried to answer Mark's question.  "Mother's parents lived
in the country and we seldom visited them. We did attend their funerals
but after that only your grandmother would visit occasionally to be sure
everything was okay. After she died, your dad sort of figured there were
enough cousins to take care of the cemetery."

"Gee" Mark said, "I never knew all that. You mean I have cousins over
there?"

Lee explained that they were 2nd and 3rd cousins so not very close.  He
wished they were not in bucket seats, he wanted to hold him.  They both
sat  silent for awhile and finished their beers.  Mark asked for another
but Lee said later.

They crossed the river and Mark was asking all kinds of questions and
Lee was trying to answer as many as he could.  He didn't know the boy
had not been over in the state and didn't really know anything about this
side of his family.

Swinging off the Interstate at the Corinth exit, he noticed the town never
changed.  It had 1 feed store, 1 pool room, 1 small grocery store and a
Dollar Store where you could buy cheap trinkets and clothing. The gas
station had been moved over by the interstate exit, more business there.

Mark had fell silent as he tooled the Explorer down State 22 and the dirt
road he knew led to the cemetery.  Swinging off onto the road, he knew it
was going to be a little bumpy.  He had asked for an SUV because of this.
Mark's head swiveling from side to side looking at everything.  The
sunlight through the windows bathed his body and although his hair was
light brown, it absorbed the light and looked golden. The light hair on his
forearms and thighs glinted golden against his smooth muscled skin, his
biceps swelling slight at each movement of his arms.   The dark blue
pullover and denim shorts he had selected accented that golden beauty
and made him more desirable.  Lee forced himself to watch the road as
he felt a swelling in his crotch that Mark noticed.

Reaching the small cemetery, he swung the vehicle off in a very small pull
off and turned off the engine.   Giving a big "whew", he said "here we are."
He felt a hand slide into his lap.

Leaning towards his uncle Mark said "do you always get so excited so
easily Uncle Lee?" Mark squeezed his uncles hardening restrained cock
as he looked at him with little flecks of gold in his expressive eyes a 
slight
smile playing around his lips.

Placing his hand on top of Marks, he said "if you could see what I see, you
would get excited too."

Squeezing and playing, he told Lee "I see what I want and that excites
me, feel."  Lee didn't have to feel he could see the huge bulge in Marks
lap.

"Damn, Lee thought, why in hell do there have to be bucket seats and
consoles in these things and where in hell did Mark learn how to seduce
someone like he did him?"

Mark sat there squeezing his uncles very had cock and tried to pull the
zipper down so he could expose it to his waiting lips.  Lee stopped him.

"Kiddo, this is not very comfortable. How about a little later, he said."

Mark pretended to pout and in a husky voice, he said "okay, for now."

Lee could only think "damn, damn, damn" as he opened his door with
Mark following suit.

Standing up, he sucked in his gut and reached down inside his shorts to
adjust his aching cock.  He noticed Mark do the same thing and the bulge
looked even larger then it had when cramped up.

Walking around in front of the vehicle, he said looking at his uncles
bulging shorts "not bad for an old man", he dodged away from a swing of
his uncles well muscled arm.

"Old man Lee said, I will show you old man" and he chased Mark.
Catching him he pulled him tight against his body and his breath short
for the exertion he said "Damn Mark you excite me more then you know,
dammit I love you."  Before God and country he kissed his nephew deeply
and felt him respond with his tongue probing and a grinding of his hips
against his.  Mark groaned and sent a shiver through Lee's body.

They broke the embrace and kiss, both breathing very heavily. Lee said
"Mark please, as much as I want you lets check the cemetery."

Mark relaxed his grip and leaning back a little he said " You want me
Uncle Lee, you don't know how bad I want you, how long I  have wanted
you."  Stopping with his chest heaving he said simply "later you promised
remember?"  Lee nodded is head and they moved across the road towards
a small wooden gate that hung by wire from its post.

Slipping the wire hoop from the wooden picket, they stepped inside the
heavily overgrown cemetery.  Lee ran his gaze  around looking for
headstones.  He remembered where his grandparents were buried and
walked through the tall weeks stumbling over a stone he did not see.
Locating their markers, he could see the dead flowers he had planted
there 4 years ago and the tall weeds hiding the stones.   Tears welled  up
in his eyes.

Speaking to no one in particular he said "damnit they don't deserve to be
forgotten like this, what the hell has his mothers cousins been doing?"
Looking at Mark, he said "Raymond has 3 boys and Junior has 4. You
would think one of them could come up here and clean up a little."

Seeing his uncles sorrow, tears started to well up in his eyes.  "Uncle Lee,
who are Raymond and Junior, he asked."  He pressed against his uncle
holding his hand tightly in his.

Lee said, "oh, Mark sorry. I forgot you don't know them. They are my
second cousins, your third.  They are my mothers cousins."

Walking back to the SUV, he dropped the tailgate so they could sit next to
each other.  As Mark sat next to him, he placed his arm around his
shoulders and said "Well, someone should clean it up but we don't have
any tools with us and it will take a good day to do it."

Mark said, "we could go home get some of dad's tools and come back
tomorrow."

Smiling at him, he said "as late as it is today, we will be late getting 
back
and then we would have to make another trip back here. Take us a couple
of days, wish we had thought to bring some tools with us."  He stroked
Marks hair as he spoke, feeling the boy leaning his body against his.
They sat there for a bit and then Lee sat up straight with an idea, it might
work.   Twisting to face Mark, he said "if Raymond or Junior have tools
we might borrow them and if your mom and dad would not object, we
could stay over tonight and get an early start in the morning. What do
you think? We could stay at the Quality Inn over off the interstate exit."

Mark was excited about the idea of staying overnight in a motel with his
uncle but……..they didn't have any other clothes with them.  Looking at
Lee, he said "that sounds great Uncle Lee but what about clothes, we
didn't bring any."

"We don't need anymore Mark, we can still wear these. I don't want to
clean the entire cemetery, just the area around their graves and a path
leading to them."  Stopping for a moment he reflected and said "that's if
you want to help me?"

Stiffening a little Mark said "Of course I want to help you Uncle Lee and
I  don't think mom and dad will object as long as I am with you."

A wave of guilt washed over Lee as he thought "oh no, they won't object.
They have always trusted him with Mark and now he had violated that
trust. No, they won't object. Not yet."

"Something wrong Uncle Lee" Mark asked?

"Oh no, I was just thinking of the work we will need to do, he lied."  Lee
did not like lying or being deceptive.  His mind quickly thought about all
of the deceptive stories he had to tell since he discovered he was gay. That
was lying but justified from the way people thought of gay's.

"Okay Mark, lets see if we can did up some tools and call your parents."
Lee said lightly as he slipped off the tailgate.

Driving back to the highway, Lee drove to where he remembered
Raymond lived.  Pulling into the drive leading to the house, a couple of
dogs started barking and a nice looking boy walked out of the barn and
towards the car.  Lee stopped and watched the boy walking towards the
SUV through what he knew was a fenced in barnyard.  He glanced at
Mark and saw  his eyes following the boy.  Lee thought this was probably
one of Raymond's sons.

The boy, hell young man, was shirtless and you could see every detail of
his well developed upper body.  He was dark headed and had a light
covering of hair across the smooth expanse of his upper torso, leading
down between his obviously hard and very prominent pecs with their
dark tits and nipples. The hair ran down in a center line between  rock
hard stomach muscles that rippled as he walked, the hair disappearing
into the waistband of his work jeans.  His arms swung by his side as he
moved and when he lifted the heavy wooden restraining bar on the gate
you could see the bulge of his biceps from the strain of lifting the bar and
moving the gate.  He had a covering of hair from his bicep downwards
over his forearms, light and silky looking.

Walking smoothly up to Lee's side of the vehicle, he said " Hello, can I
help you?" His voice was deep and the tone very mellow, smooth.

Lee suddenly snapped out of the trance and asked "Does Raymond
Morris live here, I am his cousin."  His eyes quickly ran up and down this
farmboy hunk.

Looking at Lee looking at him, he said "Yeah, I think he is in the house,
wait and I will get him for you." He turned and walked towards the house
with Lee's eyes following the smooth movement of his tight buttocks in
their very tight jeans.

As he was watching him walking away, he heard………

"Good god Uncle Lee he is fantastic, who is he you know?"

Without looking at Mark, he said "If I am not wrong, he is probably
Raymond's youngest son and I don't remember his name.  I think he is 19
or 20 years old but it has been a long time since I saw him or any of the
other boys.  They are about my age and you are right, he is one hell of a
good looking hunk."  Lee was close, the boy was 21, they found out later.

Again he heard Mark, "good looking, damn he is gorgeous. Did you see
that body and the way he moved?  Whew, I could go for him in a big way."

Turning to look at his lusting nephew, Lee said "well it seems as though
someone's priorities have changed at the sight of the first hunky stud to
come along."  Lee noticed the size of the bulge in Mark's crotch.  He had
swollen as well and he could feel it throbbing with the beat of  his heart.
He had to admit Mark was right.

"Oh no Uncle Lee, but you got to admit he is something, isn't he?" Mark
said telling his uncle they were coming back.

Turning Lee saw a very large man walking towards them followed by the
young man.  He could see a slight smile on the boys face.

Reaching the car, the big man said "I am Raymond Morris, and Glen
said you are my cousin, that right?"

He extended his hand out the window saying " I am your 2nd cousin on my
mothers side. Her name was Elizabeth Morris and this is my nephew
Mark."

The man had an incredulous look on his face and then broke into a big
smile with a "damn, you must be Bet's youngest son Lee, well I'll be
damned and this is her grandson. I'll be damned. Get out and come
inside. This here is Glen, my youngest. ?

They heard Glen tell his father "Pop, you told them that already, hi
you'all flashing a dazzling smile of perfect white teeth."  Glen waved his
arm slightly and they could see a patch of dark hair in his armpit.  His
chest rose and fell with his easy breathing and his brilliant blue eyes
smiled at them.  They didn't catch Glen looking at their crotches as they
got out of the car. He smiled at what he saw, especially on the hunky boy.

With the air of a man used to being obeyed, Raymond turned and walked
back toward the house.  Glen looked at them and shrugged his shoulders
as he followed his father.   Lee and Mark could only follow along.

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