Date: Mon, 16 Nov 2009 17:56:22 -0600
From: Chris Kontopoulos <ck0nt091@gmail.com>
Subject: My Uncle Joe - Part 1

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characters and actual people, places, or events is coincidental. This story
contains graphic descriptions of fictitious, sexually charged activity
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I had always been sexually advanced for my age, I discovered masturbation
when I was 5 years old and even though I did not yet ejaculate I could make
myself have massive dry orgasms daily. I also discovered that I had a
perverted side that came out when I was horny or jacking my dick. It
started with my dad actually, we would shower together like most small boys
do, but I distinctly remember staring, mesmerized at his thick, hairy,
uncut cock. I loved it, and would often play with it, or at least try
before being scolded. I also liked it when he would wash my little package
and I sprung a hard on almost every time, He was shocked the first time and
after getting over his pride that his sun not only could get a massive hard
on but that it was sizable for my age, he told me it was bad to show my
dick off and be "boisterous". So for years I didn't, I would jerk off in
bathrooms after seeing a teacher pee, or cum myself when grandpa came to
town and took his long baths. Until one weekend that changed my entire
sexual life....for good

My uncle Joe was the youngest of 12 kids on my mothers side, he was wild
and know to love his partying, what that was I wasn't sure but I heard it
enough. He was never married but had a daughter, Rachel, with a woman who
gave birth and signed her rights away to pursue acting in LA. He worked at
the Board of Trade and lived on the west side of Chicago in an apartment
complex. My mother was really close to Joe from growing up as the youngest
girl in their family. So when she was called to a business trip last minute
and my dad was out of town she called Joe who was delighted to have me
over? I never got to see him outside of family gathering, which were stuffy
for everyone, so I wasn't sure how to act or what to expect.

I arrived at 6pm on Friday night and had to walk myself in, seeing as my
mother was late for a flight, and by the time I made it up the steps, Joe
was there with the door open for me. "Hey dude! What's up?" he asked
smiling. "Not too much Uncle Joe, I....". "Hey, none of that shit, call me
Joe" he interrupted closing the door behind me. That's when I noticed the
smell coming from the glass in his hand, alcohol definitely, I knew this
even at 11 years old, and anyone in my family would. "Ok, Joe" I said, even
though it didn't feel right.

Looking around the apartment was nice, if you ignored the mess everywhere.
But he was a bachelor, no wife to clean, so I ignored it. Well, that wasn't
the only reason I ignored it, Joe had an amazing body, an athlete, always
was, and he was only 32 years old. His frame looked even better now,
wearing a tank top that was worn so much it was see through and briefs that
outlined his massive package. I couldn't help looking when he said, "Hey
pal, my eyes are up here" with a wink, "you can put your bags there by the
couch, and sorry but the living rooms gunna be your crash pad". I nodded
and obeyed totally embarrassed. "Oh and don't mind me if I come home acting
a little funny" he added, smirking.

Once I settled Joe came out and said, "How does my ass look in these jeans,
bud?" I didn't know what to say, it looked great, strong, round and very
hot, my cock began to rise in my shorts. He noted the long pause and shift
of my package and laughed out, "Holy shit you really are gay little man, I
was kidding" he was still laughing, not mockingly though, as if I had said
the obvious, "I'm getting some pussy tonight, don't wait up!". The door
slammed and I was alone with the couch and TV, and my growing dick. I got
up to find a movie and when I opened the cabinet found a treasure trove of
porn instead. I riffled through and found one with the most cock and least
vagina in it and put it on, gangbang slut four. It got me hot to see the
woman being used and even more to see the men cheer each other on.

Just as I was getting warmed up, I had a beer open I had talked from the
kitchen and some lotion to use for lube, I threw off all my shorts and tee
shirt and sprawled nude across the couch. Just as the back guy was cumming
inside the slut (as she was called) The door flew open and my uncle Joe
came tumbling in with a friend I vaguely recognized as his Mexican neighbor
and fellow single dad. They were very clearly wasted and when they saw me
Joe got a look in his eyes I hadn't seen before. "Dave, go set up the pipe,
we will be in soon", his friend nodded n stumbled to the bedroom.

My uncle turned to face me fully, locking his. His expression was unlike
anything I had ever seen, lustful hunger, mixed with racing thoughts and
animalistic desire. Not to mention the smirk on his face. I noticed that
his cock was rock hard and was pushing outward from his jeans, perfectly
outlined by the denim. "What were you doing, bud?" he asked, still
smirking. I froze, I had no idea what to say, I just looked back at him
dumbfounded, did he not know? He cleared his throat, "I said, what were you
doing when I walked in, boy?" I looked down, "I....I....I...." was all I
could say. His expression changed, softened a bit. "Just say it Matt, I
just need to hear you say it out loud". I took a breath and muttered, "I
was jerking my dick, uncle". He smiled wider, "Why?", Confused I said,
"What do you....". "Stop fucking around!!!!! We are past that boy, tell me
why you were rubbing your little prick". Shocked I just let out what was
forefront in my mind, the truth. "It feels pretty good when I do and it
lets me have my dirty thoughts and get them out for awhile."

He cocked his head, "What are these dirty thoughts?" I looked down and
mumbled "Mommy says what I do is bad and so does daddy, I want to play with
other penises, especially daddy's but he says that is bad to think, so I
jack off when I have urges like that." Joes face lit up as I told him this
deep, dark secret. "Well, bud, you know what that means don't you?" I shook
my head. "It means" he said, "that you're a pervert and a slut". He smiled
wide after stating this fact and I almost started to cry, but he stopped
me. "Matt, that's not a bad thing" he stated, pouring another drink, "I'm a
huge pervert and I love it, its good to start young too, don't worry, ill
show you". I didn't understand but I stammered out the only thing they
taught us in school, "Only a doctor should touch me down there". He
laughed, "Don't worry buddy, I'm a doctor, and I'm going to make you feel
very, very good" he took a large gulp of his cocktail, "And you are going
to love every minute of it". I started to feel my dick swell at the thing
Joe was saying to me, and the way that he was so drunk he didn't care to
even sugar coat it. He looked down and smiled, grabbing his own enormous
cock. "Now, Matt, take out that little boy dick and show me how u jack off,
and tell me everything you are thinking about, in detail!" he moved to sit
next to me on the couch, and put his arm around my shoulder. "If you don't,
you will get a spanking...with my belt, understand?" I nodded and he took
another gulp of his drink, "But don't be shy, it makes your uncles cock wet
to hear you talk about your dad, I wont judge you, if you wont judge me,
deal" Again I nodded. "Good" he declared, "now show me how you rub your
prick buddy".