Date: Sat, 10 Apr 2004 15:21:38 EDT
From: KissAndCuddleGem@aol.com
Subject: POP FINDS A WAY (INSTALLMENT 5)

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My gamble as to how Uncle Robby would respond certainly did appear to be
paying off and the "payoff" to be big time.  Frankly, I was a bit confused,
well, more than "a bit" admittedly, as to what I was feeling with regard to
Uncle Robby.  Yes, I knew that it was wrong, very wrong, the way he just
took me in the water that night of my arrival.  When we got out of the
water, I certainly did feel as if my innocence had been left right there
and seemingly washed away from me.  Yet I honestly think Uncle Robby, in
his mind, was simply doing what was necessary for his and Pop's plan.
Also, strangely enough, Uncle Robby has awakened in me things I never
really realized about my feelings, my sexuality; and about my wanting to be
one with another man and, not just any man, this gem of a man.

I wanted now more than ever to just let go and enjoy and cast my worries
aside.  I wanted now more than ever for Robby to make love to me; and for
me to just let all thoughts of Pop and whether he would or could find
another way drift out of my mind like a log floating out to sea.

With my arms lovingly wrapped around him and still looking sweetly into his
eyes, I could sense that Uncle Robby indeed was captivated by my "charms".
Uncle Robby was caressing my buns with smooth circular motions, with the
caresses, ever so tender, sending a warm tingly sensation to my loins.  He
was kissing me with great ardor, and, at times, in between the kisses
sliding a finger or two or even three under the thin fabric hugging my ass
crack.  Inside I was most pleased that I was in the seductive thong I was
wearing for him and for him alone, as he now seemed entranced by me in it.

In between the kisses, I moaned: "Ohhhhhhhhh!  Oooooooooooh!  Uncle Robby,
you're so hot, get me so hot, don't stop."

"Call me 'Robby', please, just 'Robby'", my godfather demurred.

I nodded in agreement, as I felt Uncle Robby press his torso against mine
and softly use his chest to push me onto the majestic bed.

Suddenly, though admittedly a much-delayed reaction on my part, I was
feeling extremely nervous and began to quiver.  The nervousness I was
feeling was very much understandable even view of my lack of experience and
my only sixteen years.

"Wait, please...", I implored.

"Jerry, just relax, it's okay, I understand.  I think I understand more
fully now.  You want me to make love to you, right?  You want it to be
really special, special for both of us, right?."

Uncle Robby was busily licking my cheeks.  I took a deep breath to help me
relax, managing to mumble: "Yes, yes, yes Robby."

I knew that I was not dreaming, that I was indeed awake; and, yet, it felt
to me as if I had been swept up into some fantasy and was now living out
the fantasy.  I could not help but wonder if somehow fantasy and reality
had blended into one.  Uncle Robby desired me, I gathered that much, yet I
wondered if he did love me in the way that I thought that I loved him.
Still of course totally nude and now lying on top of me, completely
enveloping me with his manly frame, Uncle Robby was accelerating things
without a doubt.  I could feel Uncle Robby sliding his right hand directly
inside the front waistband of my thong and beginning to probe, to fully
explore, my pubes and my member as he let his hand go deeper.  I could also
feel Uncle Robby tickle me in between my ass cheeks with his probing
fingers; and I greatly and truly enjoyed the eroticism of this being done
by him going under the rear of the thong, and, not just any thong, the very
thong he selected especially for me and had me wear especially for him.

The warmth of Uncle Robby's breath on the front of my neck was having a
very relaxing effect on me, so much so that I prayed to myself that I would
not drift off into sleep during our pleasure.

Suddenly, a thought came to mind: What I had been looking forward to, that
is, being in the arms of this beautiful man, being in his bed, was now very
much reality; and I hoped that somehow we would together find a way for me
to remain in his life as his and his alone.