Date: Fri, 17 Aug 2012 16:38:41 -0400
From: Ray <mariner23502@hotmail.com>
Subject: Prodigeous, a new story

PRODIGIOUS
A story by Lee Mariner

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Aaron my youngest nephew was born on a stormy autumn day.  He weighed 9
pounds seven ounces and damn near had a full head of dark brown hair and,
his eye color was, eventually, hazel.

One afternoon, I was sitting with Tony in his basement den having a beer
when Aaron came down the stairs. He bee lined toward me and with one knee
extended slightly, he leaped into my lap driving his knee into my crotch
unintentionally squeezing my cock and balls. "Whoa boy," I said, catching
him with my arms and breathing in sharply from the pain as Aaron twisted
his body and plopped his tight little ass down where his knee had been.

Hearing me sort of softly groan, Tony said, "Aaron, your getting to be a
little big to be sitting in your uncle's lap." When he was younger, he
often sat in my lap but he was eight years old and considerably heavier.

Twisting around to look at me, Aaron said, "Did I hurt you uncle Lee?"

"No, not really," I replied while slipping one arm around his waist and
resting my other hand on his thigh.

Tony shrugged and Aaron started asking questions. Like most young boys, he
couldn't sit still and talk, he moved and twisted around. Whether he
realized it or not, his twisting and turning in my lap was provocative and
I felt my cock starting to swell.  His agitating movements, the pressure of
him sitting in my lap and the warmth brought my cock to it's hard eight
inch length and a couple of times when he looked at me as he was talking, I
was pretty sure he could feel my hardon pressing against the cheeks of his
ass. If Tony realized it or not, he didn't say anything but, I was
uncomfortable and, I asked Aaron to sit in another chair. I must have hurt
his feelings since he went upstairs with the excuse of having to do his
homework before supper and, I said I had a couple of things to do.

Nothing was said about that afternoon but, Aaron stopped sitting in my lap
whenever I visited.

As Aaron grew, he would stop by my apartment. Sometimes I was dressed but
on several occasions, I was only wearing my robe. Tony knew of these visits
and, he knew I was gay but, he never protested.  I like to think that he
was recalling our youth when we explored each others bodies and learned
about man to man sex.

I loved Aaron, probably a little more than an uncle should but, he was as
close to a son as I would have.  Although we were related, I must admit the
thought of having sex with Aaron crossed my mind on more than one
occasion. He was an athlete, well built and good looking. Any gay man would
give his eye teeth to have him and it took a lot of will power to resist
the temptation.  It was mid-July when I found out.

I was in my home office working on the tax returns of one of my larger
clients. We had obtained an extension until mid-August and, the client had
only just furnished me with the remaining receipts and records that I
needed to finish the return.

I wore my silk robe most of the time and once in a while, I would shrug off
the top portion and let it fall over the back of my chair. One time, I was
busy and, I was sitting totally nude at my desk when I heard Aaron call
out, "Uncle Lee, you at home?"

Before I could get my robe untwisted and back on, he walked into the room
and said, "Oh, I didn't know you were home but," he said grinning broadly,
"you don't have to put your robe on because of me."

I was taken aback by his nonchalant statement and for a brief moment, I
stood silent before answering just as nonchalantly, "and why not?"

Aaron stood about ten-feet from where I was standing. He was wearing a
sleeveless muscle shirt and denim shorts that looked like they might have
been a size or two small. He had sandals on his sockless feet and he was
carrying a plastic Target bag with what ever it was that he had purchased.

The one thing that caught my attention was the very obvious swelling that
was extending down the left leg of his shorts.

Dropping the bag in a chair, his grin had grown broader as he moved closer
and said, "Uncle Lee, do you remember when I was eight-years old and I sat
in your lap?"

My eyes were riveted on the left leg of his shorts as I sat down and said,
"Yes."

"And, do you remember getting a hard on while I was sitting in your lap?"

Memories of that day flashed through my head and a tingling sensation in my
groin preceded the swelling of my cock.  Aaron had moved to the edge of my
desk as I said, "Yes, I remember it and, I've always wondered if you had
felt it."

"I did and I didn't really understand it but, after you left, Dad told me I
was getting to old to be sitting in your lap. But, when I asked him why I
shouldn't, he explained that you were gay and for me to sit in you lap was
not a good idea."

"Since your dad explained what being gay is, I don't have to explain that
some men prefer men for sex rather then women and gay uncles should not
have sex with their nephews," I said.

Aaron removed his shirt and unsnapped the waistband of his shorts.  Thick,
silky brown hair showed as he pulled the zipper down. The zipper flaps fell
open revealing a thick brown bush and the base of his cock. When I glanced
up at him hovering over me, he place his thumbs under the waistband and
very softly, he said, "do you want me to stop?"

Sliding my chair back and twisting to face him, he dropped his eyes and
looked at my steel hard nine-inches jutting upward. Inhaling deeply, I
said, "stop only if you want to, Aaron."

With the steady downward pressure of his thumbs, Aaron slowly revealed the
thick, magnificent length of his uncircumcised eight or nine-inch cock.

Stepping out of his shorts, he moved toward me, his cock waving slowly from
side to side as he moved. I glanced up at him and was about to ask him what
he was going to do when he sat down on my legs and said, "don't get mad at
me Uncle Lee but, I have wanted to have sex with you ever since I learned
what sex was. I never really understood what being gay was when dad told me
about it but, I'm pretty sure I'm gay."

Breathing in deeply, I placed my arms around Aarons waist. Clasping my
fingers together, I pulled him closer until I felt the electricity of our
cocks pressing together. Grinning again, he interlocked his fingers behind
my neck and leaning forward, he brushed my lips with his and whispered, "I
love you, Uncle Lee."

A warm feeling washed over me and we gazed into each others eyes for a few
seconds. There were little golden flecks in the depths of his hazel eyes
and, I could feel the beat of his heart. For the first time since I
realized that, I was gay, I had the dream of every gay person sitting in my
lap and, I didn't really know what I should do. I knew how to make love to
another man but, not to Aaron. At least not at that moment but, I was going
to find out.

"I have loved you since you were born, Aaron," I whispered as our lips met.

I felt the tip of his tongue probing my lips and, I slowly opened mine to
the oral assault that both of us wanted.  Unclasping my fingers, I slowly
moved my hands up and down over the rippling muscles of his back as we
kissed. I felt his back muscles tighten and then relax under the massaging
effect of my fingers. I felt the wet pre-seminal fluid oozing from the
urethral opening in the crown of our cocks and a soft moaning as we
kissed. Disengaging our lips and leaning my head back slightly, I asked,
softly, "Are you feeling any differently, Aaron?"

Opening his eyes, he gazed into mine for a second before saying, "I don't
know how to explain it Uncle Lee. I liked the feeling of your arms around
me, and moving your fingers over my back sort of made me shiver at first
but then, I felt warm and I could feel my muscles relaxing. The best part
was kissing you. I really enjoyed that. It was as if we were sort of the
same person but, if you hadn't pulled away, I could feel some stuff
starting to ooze from my cock and I was almost ready to shoot my load."

A warm feeling spread over me as I listened. His innocence was the way that
I had felt when I was his age. Tony and I had each other to learn about our
sexuality but, Aaron didn't have a brother to rely on.

I felt my cock softening some as he was explaining how he felt. Glancing
down between us, I could see his hardon was subsiding. When he glanced at
me, he grinned and said, "it always gets soft when I stop playing with it
or stop looking at pictures of boys sucking and fucking each other."

Chuckling softly, I said, "that always happens but, it won't take long to
get hard again."

"Can we do it again?" He asked sheepishly.

"In the bed, it's a lot more comfortable."