Date: Fri, 23 Dec 2005 01:54:49 -0800
From: Robinson Grimm <i.am.grimm@hotmail.com>
Subject: Mike And Me Pt.2 - Gay - Incest

Well I got quite a few compliments! Seventeen to be exact! I was really
surprised at how many people actually took the time to read this story, so
I've decided to continue it. Although, with every story you do get at least
one person who absolutely hates it. I got one of those types of people this
time. I didn't care though, because I had 17 other people that loved my
story. So to the person who said my story seemed unreal, tell that to the
other 17 people that emailed me.

Now for the usual jargon about the being 18+ thing. If you are not 18+ or
whatever your legal adult age is wherever you are, please hit the back
button or close this webpage. The events in this story are true and if you
prefer fiction to fact, you may not like this story. Emails are always
welcome, in fact they are encouraged!

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Last Installment

My uncle opened his eyes suddenly, realizing what happened. "Joe, we cant
tell anybody about this...Ever." He paused and looked at me, "Oh and by the
way. I'm gay too..."

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That night, my Uncle, and newfound lover I hoped, snuggled up in his queen
size bed together. I felt so safe and comfortable that I fell asleep almost
right away. Before I fell asleep, I had to reflect on the happenings of the
day as all human beings do. I was instantly erect, and since I was spooning
my Uncle, he felt it.

"Not tonight, Joe. Not tonight..." Was all he said. I knew, of course, that
he was referring to me penetrating him. I had not, in my wildest dreams,
ever thought of penetrating his beautifully shaped rear end. In my
fantasies, it had been him who was penetrating me. To tell you the truth, I
was really turned on at the thought that this man was going to let me fuck
him!!!

I couldn't get to sleep that night because I was just too turned on! My
dick had been hard for about 30 minutes and it was aching, simply aching
for attention. Mike had fallen asleep about 15 minutes ago so I rolled to
the other side of the bed and slid my boxer briefs down to my ankles. I
grabbed my, at the time, 7 inch dick and started to rub it slowly at first,
making sure not to wake my uncle. I sped up when I felt that I wouldn't
wake him up.

With the thought of fucking him fresh in my mind, I cummed the most I have
ever cummed in my life. I was literally seeing stars after that jerk off
session in my uncle's bed. I needed to clean up, badly so I reluctantly got
out of bed and headed to the downstairs bathroom to take a shower.

As soon as I stepped under the hot spray from the showerhead I let out a
sigh. I loved taking showers late at night because it felt so calm, so
serene. I let the water wash over my body while I ran my hands over my
abs. I began to imagine what tomorrow would be like. I knew we would work
out together, we always work out together. I knew we would have a good
breakfast, because we always did. I knew the general routine, but what I
was wondering about was whether or not we would have sex.

I got hard again. I, as a teenager, was a slave to my cock. I still am, by
the way. So, being the hormonal teenager I was, I grabbed my dick and
didn't waste any time speeding up. I jerked my dick furiously! I wanted to
cum - I needed to cum. I was grunting and groaning wildly, thinking about
my uncles round, firm, hairless, and tanned ass. I wondered what he would
feel like inside...

I exploded all over the wall of the shower and nearly fell down. I was
seeing stars, AGAIN! I couldn't believe how my the thought of my uncle had
given me the two best jerk off sessions I had ever had.

All at once, however, I felt a sudden tang of guilt. It was not because I
didn't like my uncle, no, I loved my uncle. I knew that. What I felt guilt
over was the fact that I had, the day before, accepted to go out on a date
with a guy I've known for about 3 years. I felt like a total jerk doing
this to him. I couldn't believe I had forgotten about Bobby! I was floored.

I would have broken into tears right then, but I decided I would just have
to tell Bobby what happened. How could he blame me? He has told me on
occasion that my uncle was even hotter than I was...But still, I knew he
would be upset. I loved my uncle, yes, but I didn't want to make bobby
upset either.

As I made my way up to my uncle's bedroom, I concluded that I would console
my best friend, Justina, about it tomorrow night when I went over to her
house. I'm sure you've noticed by now, I don't spend much time at my
house. That is, simply, because I am miserable there. My parents fight all
of the time, my brother and sister are always fighting and always have to
be the center of attention. It was just a total downer to be there for more
than a few hours at a time.

Once back in bed, I drifted off to sleep with the guilt still nagging at
me. The next day, it was exactly as it always was. Woke
up. Ran. Ate. Watched TV. Swam. Worked Out. Showered. It was the same as
every time I stayed at my uncle's house. No sex. I was disappointed, yet
relieved. My dad came and got me and I asked if I could go to Justina's. he
said yes, as he always does. My parents think I'm dating her...If only they
knew...

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At Justina's House

"What do I do?" I said, near tears. I didn't want to hurt either one of the
men and I was seeking advice.

"I don't know hun, I really don't. Who do you want to be with more?" She
asked me. That sent me over the edge, I was crying because I had no fucking
clue what to do.

"I love them both...I don't want to hurt either one of them...I want to be
with them both...I'm going to have to tell bobby, for one. God he's going
to be crushed..." I said, still crying. I laid back on her bed and pulled
her teddy bear to my chest and hugged it. Yes, I was a bit of a drama
queen, but hey I was 16! What more can you expect?

That night I stayed at Justina's house...I couldn't stand going home. It
just seemed too much. My mom gave me a speech on the phone about how it
wasn't proper for girls and boys to be staying the night in the same room
so I promised I'd sleep on the couch. Both mothers agreed and it was
decided. I was staying the night at my best friend's house. We both stayed
up until the early hours of the morning just talking about nothing in
particular, but then decided to go to bed. I went into the living room and
took the couch. It was slightly lumpy, but I still slept like a baby.

The next day I woke up first, bright and early. I was always a nice guest
when I stayed at friends' houses so I folded my blanket and put it where I
got it. They had a computer, but I didn't want to get on it without
permission. Still though, I got a sudden urge to get on the Instant
messenger program they had installed. When I signed on I got two messages,
one from Bobby (~Gulp~) and one from my other friend Thomas.

ExitReality: Hey Joe! Whats up?

SelfDeception: Hey bobby. Not much, just on Justina's computer. I cant be
on long though...

ExitReality: Why not? :(

SelfDeception: Because! I'm on without asking.

ExitReality: Oh...Hey can you come over later?! I miss you!!

SelfDeception: Sure I'll come over about noon. Is that alright?

ExitReality: Yep. That's perfect, my parents'll be gone so we'll have the
house to ourselves. ;-)

That was pretty much the whole conversation between us two, because I
signed off. I completely ignored Thomas, I felt horrible doing so but it
wasn't my computer and I didn't want to be caught on it without
permission. So back to the couch I went. Justina woke up at around 9 and we
watched morning cartoons with eachother. We felt so immature watching them,
but we just couldn't help it! They were so addicting, those X-men Cartoons!
I think it was because we both had a crush on the same X-man: Cyclops. That
guy is such a hunk!! I'd love to throw him down and rip his clothes off any
time...That, however, is a story for a different time.

So around noon, I headed out. I took the bus because it was a long way to
Bobby's house and I didn't feel like walking. I was kind of scared and
nervous. I didn't know what would happen when I told bobby...I hoped he
wouldn't call the date off...

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Yes, I know not much sex or anything but I realized that I didn't do much
background stuff last time and decided to change that. Same deal as last
time, send all emails to: i.am.grimm@hotmail.com. I promise there will be
more sex next time. Here's a teaser for you:

When I arrived at Bobby's house I knocked on the door it took a while for
him to answer, and I almost thought that he left or forgot about me!

"Who is it?!" I heard his voice call from behind the door. "Its Joe!" I
reply in a nervous voice. The door was pulled open and there stood Bobby,
shirtless with water droplets running down his tanned chest. He held a
towel around his waist, it was obvious he had just gotten out of the
shower. I never realized that he looked so damn good until now! His blue
eyes were so beautiful. His blonde hair was matted to his forehead and he
looked so hot.

"Hey man. Come in, I was just taking a shower. Lemme go throw on some
shorts or somethin', `k Make yourself at home in the livin room or anywhere
else you want to...?" I almost said `NO! JUST TAKE THE TOWEL OFF!,' but I
didn't want to seem like a slut so I replied with a casual "okay" and made
my way into the living room. I sat down on the couch and awaited Bobby. I
was nervous as hell, but also turned on now. My dick was semi-hard as I
watched the television.

Okay, that's all you're getting for now. There will be sex in this next
chapter, I promise.