Date: Sun, 16 Jan 2000 02:14:26 EST
From: DennisR539@aol.com
Subject: Summer and Uncle Dave (part 5)

The following story is about the sexual encounter of  boys and men, some of
whom are related. If that kind of story bothers you, get lost. If you are
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Summer and Uncle Dave (part 5)

by Dennis

For the rest of the week I worked in the apartment for my folks , made good
on my promise to Robby, and continued to explore cock sucking in Manhattan. I
even called up Jack and arranged to meet him at his place. He finally fucked
me. It was only my second ever but I wanted to see if I liked it as much as
cock sucking. If sucking was a 10, fucking was an 8. I would do it but I
really liked having a dick in my mouth more.

I started hanging in Washington Square Park too. Got picked up there a couple
of times. When one guy offered me money to go to his apartment, I didn't take
it. I was no street hustler. Two guys tried to pick me up once but I didn't
go with them. I was afraid. They looked kind of strange. But the idea of two
guys at once was pretty hot.

In looking for active men's rooms, I found some that were not bad, like the
ones in some of the department stores. Once you know what to look for, it's
easy to spot. I went to the Port Authority Bus Terminal on 8th Ave but got
bad vibs. I met  one guy, about 38, who said that there were a lot of pimps
hanging out there trying to pick up runaways,  boys or girls, to turn them
into prostitutes. He told me that I didn't want to know how they did that. He
didn't have to tell me. I could figured that out. Well, I was no kid from the
sticks. I knew the dangers of the City as well as what made it fun. I was,
what you would call, street smart.

My folks were going to let me take the LIRR out to the Island. Uncle Dave
would pick me up at the station. Saturday finally rolled around. On his way
to the Precinct Dad dropped me off in Woodside  and I was on my way to
Amityville. Uncle Dave met me at the station with the Olds. On the way to his
house he asked me about my week. When I told him, he was not real happy with
me.

"Street smart? Dennis you are a babe in the woods. You could get real hurt
fucking around like that. There are wolves out there that would eat you
alive. When I told you that there were things going on there, I did not
expect that you would get that active that fast. Remember, I was a cop there.
I know what happens to gullible young kids. And if your dad ever knew..." I
could imagine what would happen.

I told him about the two guys that tried to pick me up and that  a threeway
was something I wanted to do.

"Are you sure you're ready for that? Why the rush?"

I put my hand on his lap and felt his cock, "I want to try everything."

"Well, we will see. Meanwhile you can help me with fixing up the storm
windows." He had the old wooden ones. In the fall he would put them up. He
wouldn't get the  aluminum ones. Said they pitted in the salt air. "Besides,
why waste money? I have you to help me."

I slipped my hand under the legs of his shorts and felt his growing cock,
"Yeah, then I can do you on the ladder too."

"How did you become a whore so fast?"

"Good teacher?", and we both laughed.

When we were inside the house, He turned and leaned against the counter with
his arms crossed. He was just about to say something when I pulled down his
shorts and ditched my shirt and shorts, "We don't need these, do we?"

All he said was, "Mmmmm, guess not, you little cocksucker."

I dropped to my knees. It had been a week and I wanted that cock. I had
sampled others but this one was my first from a man. If I could have, I would
have tied him to the bed and spent the next day just milking cum out of him.

I went to work.  I lifted the shaft, put my tongue under the head and slid it
into my mouth. Before he could get completely hard, I had it totally in my
mouth. I played with his ball sack, not moving my head. His cock grew hard in
my mouth expanding and pressing against the back of my throat. I glanced up
towards his face and saw him uncross his arms placing his hands against the
counter edge. He took off his shirt  and then spread his legs for me so that
I could rub the insides of his thighs.

When he was good and hard and moaning with pleasure I stood and pulled him by
the dick into his bedroom. I climbed on top of him positioning my legs on
either side of his head, my cock rubbing against his face. I looked down
under my belly and saw him reaching with his hand to grab my cock. I lifted
my hips to make it easier for him. Then holding my self up with my left hand,
I reached with my right and held his fuckstick up like a flagpole. I guided
the head into my mouth. I lowered my body so that he was supporting my entire
weight. That freed up my hands to move them around his lower abdomen. Because
we were such different heights, he had to bend my cock way back to get it
into his mouth. He rolled me off him so that we were laying side by side with
each others cocks in our mouths and his body bent so that we could both be
comfortable. I  rested my head on the inside of his thigh and moved my head
back and forth making his cock slide in my mouth.

He slipped his finger into my asshole and stimulated my prostate. He must
have been missing me because he hardly took anytime at all. He came when  I
slipped the head of his stick as far down my throat as I could. He finished
me as soon as I swallowed his load.

Aware of the fact that his head got sensitive after he came I did not use my
tongue or mouth. I just  let it rest in my mouth as it softened. He continued
to milk mine with his lips. After a while I was able to nurse on his soft
dick while I played with his balls and lower body. Finally moving his mouth
off my cock and rolling slightly on to his back he said, "Jesus!"  I said
nothing. I just kept his dick head in my mouth, sucking at it like a calf at
a cow's teat.

We lay there a while. Uncle Dave moved his hands over my body, his eyes
closed. Post cum afterglow, I guess. Then he said, "Oh yeah, I was going to
tell you in the kitchen but, ummmm,  I was distracted. Your dad called from
work. He said he had some vacation days he wanted to use up. The rest of the
family is coming out Thursday afternoon. Said he wanted to stay until Monday.
Seems Robby has been bitching about how you get to stay out here and he
can't."

I let go of his cock. "Yeah, and he doesn't do this so he can stay here.",
and started licking his balls.

"Come on Dennis, we have to get started on some things. We have to have
lunch. You make me hungry."

Bowing to the inevitable, I let go of his cock and balls, rolled onto my
back, stretched and watched him get up. I called after him as he went towards
the bathroom, "Alright, but no getting dressed until we have to. Maybe I can
get another load out of those balls of yours. Help relax you."

Over the sound of his pissing, "Okay, okay, we'll see!"

I did,  too! When he was drinking his coffee, I walked behind his chair and
started to play with his nipples. They started to get hard.He put down his
cup, rotated his chair so that his knees weren't under the table, and spread
his thighs. I moved between his legs and bent down so that I could stimulate
his nips with my mouth. I reached down and, sure enough he was hard. He
pushed my head down towards his crotch murmuring, "Yes, oh yes". I went to my
knees and started to suck his cock. He slid his ass forward so his balls no
longer rested on the chair but instead hung free, his big hands rested on my
head.

For the second time that day I had full access to that beautiful set
surrounded by his graying pubic hair. I made good use of it, licking, playing
my hands on his body,  his balls, inner thighs.  I  slowly ran my hands from
behind his knees, over the underside of his thighs until I reached his ass
cheeks He moved forward a little more and leaned back to lift his ass off the
seat so that I could diddle his asshole. I did all this without moving my
mouth from his cock. Since he had cum a short time before, he was going to
take a long time to do it again. I worked on him for almost a half hour. He
rested his hands on my shoulders and said, "Here it comes, Dennis. Take it as
far into your mouth as you can." I moved my head so that he was pressing
against the back of my throat. As soon as I felt his balls tighten, I took a
deep breath and slid the dick all the way down my throat. He spasmed his
first two loads of jis into my throat almost yelling, "Ohhhhh. Ohhhhh."

I pulled back and breathed through my nose so that the remainder  landed on
my tongue. Again he had to push my head off his cock. I stood, my cock
standing up demanding to be serviced. He moved back onto the seat, leaned
forward, and sucked me in. Just before I let my load go, I pulled his head
toward me so that his nose was pressing against my skin and held it there. It
was the first time I had done that. My cock was no challenge to him. He
placed his hands on my ass cheeks and pulled me even deeper, swallowing each
spurt., from big to small, from thick to watery. We stayed locked like that
as my heart slowed down. He kept my dick as I softened, licking, pulling,
squeezing my small nuts as if trying to force more sperm from me.

He leaned back and pulled me toward him, hugging my body to his, breathing
heavily. "Ya know, if we don't stop this we are never going to get anything
done and I am going to dehydrate through my cock."

"Sounds good to me."

He spun me around and slapped my butt and laughed, "I bet you would try to do
just that, ya slut."

We slipped into our shorts and went  to the garage to start pulling out the
big wooden storm windows from behind the tires, tools, and the bike he kept.
We lining them up to be scraped and painted.

While we worked I asked him, "Come on Uncle Dave, tell me. Did you and Gramps
mess around when you were kids?" There was a long silence. He stood up from
the squat he had been in.

"Yes! Now, ya happy?"

I dropped the wire brush I was using. "No shit. Wow! Do you still mess around
with him."   I was thinking, say yes please oh please!"

"Yes. Not as much as when we were younger."

"Do you have sex with other men?"

"Yes."

"That have anything to do with you and Aunt Ida breaking up?"

"No, nothing. Look, Dennis, It should be obvious to you that I was fucking
around with guys my whole life. I guess that's why we get along so well. We
have a lot in common."

"But you had sex with Aunt Ida too. I mean, you had a son."

"Yes. I am bisexual. That means..."

"I know what it means. Is Gramps bisexual too?"

"I guess you could say that. He was just not as active at it as I was. And,
uhh, he was much more selective about who he messed around with."

"What does that mean? Hahahahaha, you were a slut like me? That's hot."

"Meanwhile, we have work to do."  I walked over to where he was standing and
reached for his crotch but he grabbed my hand, "Suppose someone was walking
by and looked in. Dennis, you have to be a little more discrete. Now, get
back to the windows or I won't  let you have my cock tonight."

"Yeah, right!", I thought,  "Fat Chance of that, old man." We worked on the
widows. Did a good job too. We stopped for supper then, with the declining
daylight coming into the garage through the doors, went back to the windows.
We showered off the dirt and sweat under the outside shower and, yes,  I
played with his dick there But he didn't want to have sex right away. Instead
he told me to take the bike, ride out to the highway, and get him some
cigars.

That night out on the porch, I again sat between his legs and sucked him
while he smoked his cigar. This time he came.

"You have one great mouth on you. Want me to suck you off?"

"Yeah, let me sit in the chair and you be on the floor."

So, with my feet resting on the porch rail, he did to me what I liked to do
to him. I have to think about learning to smoke cigars. He probed my asshole
with his finger  and I shot into the back of his throat.

As he got up off the floor, groaning, he said, "Get your shorts on and go out
to the dock. Check to make sure the boat is secure. Oh, and bring in the gas
can."

"I can see it from here. It's fine. And the gas can is by the side of the
shed. I saw that when we showered."

"Just do it, Dennis."

"Why?"

" Were you serious about wanting to have sex with two men at once?"

"Yeah! Why?"

"I have a call to make. I don't want you here when I do. Now git!"

"Another guy? Who? Younger? Older?"

"I can't guarantee anything. But, if you will get lost for a couple of
minutes..."

"Shit, Uncle Dave, why didn't you say so." I lunged out of the chair and
grabbed him. He rubbed my back, his cock pressed against on my stomach.

"We will see!"

"I'm outta here." I ran into the kitchen and jumped into my shorts and  was
out the door as Uncle Dave went towards the phone.

"Don't come back for 15 minutes."

I hung out by the dock, looking back toward the porch. Tonight? No! Too late.
Then tomorrow  maybe. It will have to be tomorrow. Thursday the family is
coming. Who? I hoped it was someone as hot as he was. Maybe a cop. He knew a
lot of cops, active and retired that lived around here. In my new exploration
of  Manhattan I was starting to get interested in cops. And firemen. I had
passed a Hook and Ladder station one day. When I was looking inside, one of
the guys said hi. When I told them that my Uncle was FDNY he invited me
inside. He was putting away stuff and, because of the heat, he wasn't wearing
a shirt. He was young and muscular and hot as hell. I got a stiff one just
watching him. A couple of others came down the stairs. They were wearing
white tees. Woof. I gotta start checking this out.

The screen door opened and shut and Uncle Dave came out to the dock. He sat
down on the deck, leaning his back against one of the pilings. I moved over
and sat between his legs with my back resting on his chest. He reached around
and held me. The night was clear and dark. We looked at the stars and the
passing boats.

Finally I said, "Well?"

"Tomorrow afternoon."

"Who is it?"

"Guess you will have to wait to find out."

"Shit!"

"Yep!"

I spent the night in his bed. He fucked me then sucked me off. Sometime
before the sun came up, he woke me and fucked me again. But this time, while
we both lay on our sides. When he came I said I didn't want to get sucked
off. I wanted to fuck him. He got between my legs and sucked my cock and
balls and then straddling my hips, He held my cock and slid down on it. He
had never done that before. He moved his asshole up and down on my cock. As I
came, he dropped down taking all of it in him as  I let loose into his gut.
It was all done in the dark in whispers.

During the day we went back to doing the windows. I didn't try to get his
cock again. I wanted him rested. We taped the panes and started painting. But
my mind was elsewhere. I kept getting a hardon while I worked.

After lunch he said , "I want  you to see if you can get some crabs off the
dock. I'll make crab cocktails for supper, if you get enough big ones. The
net and fish heads are outside."

I  caught about 10 good sized ones. I ran back into the house with the
bucket. Uncle Dave was standing by the sink. I put down the crabs, walked up
behind him, yanked down his shorts from behind, reached around, and started
playing with his cock.

"You're right, Dave. He really is a whore. Guess it runs in the family." I
spun around. Standing in the door between the kitchen and living room  was
the source of the voice. Uncle Dave turned towards me, brushing me with his
hardening cock. I turned back to him and bent down and put his cock in my
mouth.

Uncle Dave brushed my head and said, "Well, aren't you going to say hello?" I
looked up and he smiled, "Yep, he's the one. I figured we would keep it just
between us."

I took my mouth off his cock long enough to say, " Hi Gramps!", and put it
back into my mouth.

"Yep, he's as much of a slut as I am, Bill."

I let go of my uncle's dick and stood up. I slipped out of my shorts and
walked over to my grandfather. He wrapped his arms around me saying, "Hi,
Champ. Understand you and my dear brother have been having some fun."

"Shit , yeah!" I put my hand down at his crotch and felt around, "A lot of
fun."

Gramps was older than Uncle Dave, 58 to Uncle Dave's 52. He was also still
married to my grandmother. They lived much further out on the Island, on the
north shore, in a town called Wadding River. The family went out there for
big occasions, like their anniversary and stuff, but we never ever stayed
overnight. Either we went to a motel or it would only be a day trip. Nana
Kate said that she had raised two boys and she was now retired and as much as
she loved us all, she and my Gramps liked not having children around. We
couldn't have stayed there anyway. it was a three bedroom house but the other
two bedrooms were set up as a hobby room for her and a study for him. And
there wasn't a fold-up bed in the house. Besides, the placed smelled of
wintergreen liniment.

My grandfather had been a fireman, New York's Bravest as they liked to call
themselves. He was much bulkier than Uncle Dave. He had said that you needed
muscles in the FDNY. After all, they had all that equipment to carry around.
Cops only had to carry donuts. He didn't believe that. He just said it to
piss off dad and my great uncle. He was really proud of Uncle Bill (his
namesake) for following in his footsteps.

He had not kept himself as trim after he retired as Uncle Dave had. His face
was still handsome and he had a full head of silver and black hair. But he
had added on a few pounds to his gut and butt.  He was over 6 foot, so it was
okay. He had very fair skin and burned easily so he was not an outdoor type
of guy.

Apparently you didn't need a fashion sense to be a fireman. In the summer he
dressed in plaid shorts, or khaki cotton pants, and one of those golfer type
tees. He always wore an undershirt and, from what I could tell, he wore
boxers. You see, I had never, ever, seen him take off his clothes. He also
wore black socks and loafers. He had good legs. You could see that but that
outfit hid them. His gut started at his chest and curved down to below his
belt line. He had fat on his chest so he had old man's breasts. What I felt
through his shorts was getting harder under my hand. There was no doubt that
it was going to be bigger than Uncle Dave's.

I unbuckled his belt and unzipped his shorts. they slid down his legs. His
cock was starting to come out of the slit in his boxers (told ya).

"What's the rule around here? All men have to be naked so Dennis can have
access to cock?"

"Yeah, you have a problem with that, Gramps?"

"You might as well go with it, Bill. He won't give you a moment's peace until
he suck's you off. Sound familiar?"

"Yep, as I remember it you were the same way at home. How Mom and Dad never
caught us, I still don't know. Oakee doakee Champ. Naked it is."

He pulled off his tee and undershirt together, kicked off his loafers, and
stepped out of his shorts. He went to sit down to take off his socks but I
wouldn't let go of his cock so he just left them on.

"I never saw you naked Gramps."

"Well, the body looked better when I was still in the Department. Hope you
still want it now that you have seen the whole thing exposed." I did!

Like Uncle Dave, he was not really hairy. Black and gray on his chest and
some across his belly, black hair on his arms and legs and salt and pepper on
his pubes. But it was not excessive. In fact his pubes were only as hairy as
his chest.

His  cut cock was getting harder as I played with it. It felt plumper than
Uncle Dave's and pointed at a slight downward angle, as if it was too heavy
to stand out straight. He also had big low hanging balls. I put my hand under
them and lifted. They felt warm and a little moist.

When his dick was totally hard he had a good inch on my uncle's and it was so
thick I had trouble circling the shaft with my index finger and thumb. The
crown of the cockhead was bigger than the shaft and hard as a rock. Shit, it
was going to be a real mouth full. Well, only one way to find out.

I sat on my haunches, put my hands on his thighs and put my mouth over the
cock head. That seemed to make it harder still. I really had to open my mouth
wide. It was going to take a while for me to get that monster into my mouth.
My jaw muscles hurt slightly from trying. I worked at the head with my tongue
as best I could. I let go of his thigh with my right and and grabbed the
shaft. Taking my mouth off it, I licked the head like a lollipop. Then I
grabbed the shaft with both hands, put the head back in my mouth and moved in
a jerking rhythm and getting it as far into my mouth as I could.

While I had been concentrating on the treat in front of me, Uncle Dave had
moved up behind my back. I could see his cock head out of the corner of my
eye. Gramps was so long that I could look up towards his face, despite his
belly. What I saw were he and Uncle Dave, tongue kissing

I took my mouth off of Gramps' cock head. It came out with a pop. I twisted
around a little so that I could jerk both of them with my hands. I put first
one then the other in my mouth, I licked at both heads and at both sets of
balls while they continued to kiss.

I heard Gramps say' "I don't fucking believe this. You were right, he is one
hell of a cocksucker."

I stood,  "Come on, Gramps. I want to finish you off in the bedroom."  My
hard dick was up against my belly. Gramps reached down towards my cock but
Uncle Dave told him not to. Not yet. He could tell that I would cum right
away if my dick was stimulated.

Gramps laid down on his back. On my knees I climbed between his legs, pushing
them  up so that his feet were on the bed. That way I  had great access to
his nuts. I hunched over and grabbed his stick, rubbed the head over my face,
and pushed my mouth over the head and down the shaft. As I sucked as much of
it as I could into my mouth I played with those great balls that helped make
me. He started to moan, placing his hands on the back of my head  saying, "
That's it Dennis. Make Gramps happy! Ooooooo, that feels good. Play with my
balls. Use your tongue. God, that feels good!" He sometimes closed his knees
trapping my head between his thighs, then opened them again with a sigh.

Uncle Dave laid down on his side next to us. He rubbed his hands over  Gramps
chest, playing with his nipples. He moved his hand down over my grandfather's
belly and ran his fingers through his pubic hair. The he rubbed his hand over
my back and ass as he half whispered encouragement, "Suck that cock. See it
you can get it all the way to the back of your throat. Take a deep breath and
try to get it all the way in."

That was easier said than done. Gramps was so wide that I couldn't get it
past the back of my throat. Well, with practice, maybe I could. I was able to
deep throat my uncle and I didn't think I could do that.

I expected it to take longer but in a short time I felt his nuts pull up. He
pushed his legs straight out and arched slightly pushing my head down with
his hands. "God, I'm cumming. Take it Dennis, take my cum. Take your
grandpa's jism."

In spurts, with motions of his hips arching upward, he let his cream go into
my mouth. I stopped and just let it enter and bathe my tongue. It tasted
different from Uncle Dave's. It was not so peppery. More salty. There was a
lot of it. I guess having his dick in his 14 year old grandson's mouth was
really hot. Either that or he was just a big cummer.  I had learned that
there are guys that just produce a lot. Time would tell.

As he quieted down, I started milking the shaft without taking my mouth off
the head. I feel some more dribble out. I moved my tongue around. His head
did not get  very sensitive after he came. After a few shudders, he relaxed
and I could continue. His cock was deflating as I took my mouth off it. I
swallowed. I looked over at Uncle Dave and said, "Your turn."

He turned onto his back. Climbing over both their legs I got between his
thighs and started to suck him. He was really turned on. He set a new record.
He came after, maybe, 10 in and outs of my mouth. "Oh oh oh ooooooooo."

My grandfather said, "Now I want that cock of yours, Dennis!"

I climbed up and put my knees on either side of his head facing his cock.  He
reached up and engulfed my 4 and a half inch cock right to my balls as I laid
my head on his abdomen. I felt a finger probing at my asshole. Looking back I
saw that it was Uncle Dave. That was all it took. I shot with grunts and
moans. Since I had not cum all day Gramps got a good one. He swallowed his
grandson's cum, sighing between each load.

When I was done I lifted my self off of Gramps, turned around and lay between
the two men. We stayed like that for a while before I said, "Okay, Gramps.
How long before we can do it again."

They both laughed and Uncle Dave said, "See Bill, a real dick slut! Dennis,
you have to give us old men a rest sometimes. Now, lets get up and we can
make supper."

"Alright, but no getting dressed. House rule." I went down to the end of the
bed and pulled off those ugly black socks.

"Oakee doakee. No clothes. Gotcha, Champ!"

During supper I asked Gramps if he had to go home or if he could stay over.
"We have a lot more to try out."

"Yeah, I can. Let me call your grandmother and let her know. I will leave
tomorrow, when your dad gets here."

After supper, we went out on the porch. Gramps was a pipe smoker. I loved the
smell of his tobacco. When he was filled and lit, I dropped down between his
legs.

"Put your feet up on the rail, please, Gramps." That gave me my favorite
position to work on him. And so I got my second load of his cum. Then I went
between Uncle Dave's knees and did the same thing as he finished his cigar.
This was going to be great. Two men, two dicks, two loads. "Double your
pleasure, double your fun" kept running through my head.

We got dressed and went for a walk on the beach in the cool night and talked.
We got back to the house, cleaned up and took showers. Uncle Dave suggested
that we hit the sack early since we had had quite a day. "And I am sure that
Dennis is planning quite a night to follow it."

That I do, old man, that I do.

That night I told them I wanted to see them suck each other's dicks. While I
lay on the bed, they did a 69. That was hot. I climbed all over them feeling,
watching, occasionally licking. They stopped before either came. Uncle Dave
told me that he wanted Gramps to fuck me .

"His cock is bigger than yours."

"I am going to fuck you first .  That will open you up. He will take his
time, just like I did when we did it. You can take mine. You will be able to
take his."

And so, with my grandfather watching, my uncle fucked me. Then he got between
my legs, lifted them to his chest and slid his cock into my hole. As he
promised, he took his time. When he was totally inside me, he bent down and
tongue kissed me. Then in long easy strokes, he fucked me. I looked up and
realized that my father's father had his cock up my ass. Because he had cum
several times that day it took him a while to reach climax. When he was ready
he leaned up to make room for my uncle to suck my cock. We almost came at the
same time. When he was done, he did not take his dick out of me. He laid on
top of me and let it soften before he took it out. We all slept wrapped in
each other's arms.

Towards morning, I woke up. I reached over and played with my sleeping
grandfather's cock. The stimulation awakened him and he started to harden.
There was something else I wanted to do.

"Gramps, let me fuck you. Please!"

He reached down and felt my hard cock. "Sure Champ, it's only right. I want
it too."
He rolled onto his back and lifted his legs, holding them up with his hands,
spreading his ass hole. I reached for the Vaseline on the nightstand, greased
my cock and his hole and pushed in with surprising ease. I know I am smaller
than a full grown man but it should have been a little more difficult. I
began to wonder if Gramps wasn't getting fucked by someone else. I would have
to solve that question later. Right now, I just wanted to give him my load as
he had given me his. It took a little longer because I had cum earlier and I
was learning how to control my orgasm. He jerked himself off while I fucked
him. I sped up my thrusting.

I left my cock in him after I came while he continued to jerk off. He shot
his load onto his stomach. When he was finished, I laid down on him, his cum
between our bodies. Then we went back to sleep.

I sucked both of them off one more time before my family came. Everybody
greeted everyone else. then Gramps got into his big old Chrysler New Yorker
and headed for Wadding River.

And so, for the rest of the summer of 1975 I had sex with my grandfather and
uncle and explored having sex in the City. School started all too quick.

Now you may have a few questions. Did Robby join in? What about my father? Or
my Uncle Bill. All that will have to wait. This was the story of one summer
and how I learned about sex. That didn't happen that summer and I will have
to write another story sometime about other things.

                        The End (Summer and Uncle Dave)