Date: Mon, 14 Oct 2013 04:52:25 +0100
From: Jamie <jamiesan2010@gmail.com>
Subject: Summer with Tim's Uncle Part I

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After the last of the bags were packed and put into the boot of the car,
Tim climbed in and pulled the door shut behind him. They would be driving
for about two hours, probably. That's how long it took to get from the
house where he lived to his uncle's place in Berkshire. It was proving to
be quite a hot summer, and Tim had already spent several weeks romping
around in his back garden, inviting school friends over and doing what boys
do best, mischief.

It had been arranged just before the start of the school holidays. Like
last year, Tim would stay for a week at his uncle's, so that his parents
could have some time to themselves. The arrangement suited everyone well;
Tim was fond of his uncle who, with no children of his own, was keen to
amuse him in whatever way he wanted. And his parents welcomed a break from
the constant traffic of youngsters at the house demanding to spend time
with their son and generally creating a racket.

As the car rumbled out from the city and gradually slipped onto quicker and
sparser roads, Tim's mind started to flick back to the same journey he'd
taken last year. Back then, he'd had no idea it would be a summer of
firsts. Notably, of his first sexual encounter. And not just any ordinary
sexual encounter, but one with a man - his own uncle. As he thought about
it, a thousand thoughts flooded his mind. And with them came the
overwhelming desire to see his uncle's cock again; even entertaining the
idea gave him an instant erection. For what happened really excited Tim -
it had always excited him to think of men in the nude, ever since he'd
walked in on his dad that time, hard cock in hand after his bath.

The car sped along on the motorway and Tim hid his boner with the jumper
he'd taken off and rested in his lap. This wasn't the first time he'd
thought about last summer, in fact almost every day he'd thought about
it. He'd stolen moments after school and sometimes even during the school
day, to rub his cock and think about the times he'd spent with his
uncle. Sometimes in the school toilets, and often at home. He'd thought
about the feel of his cock rubbing against his uncle's and wanked furiously
- flashes of memory taking him back to his uncle's bed. Imagining the size
of it, what it felt like to hold in his hand. Thinking about it now was
almost too much to bear and Tim self-consciously readjusted the jumper to
make sure his own hard cock wasn't showing.

But this Summer, would he be able to enjoy the same experience as he had
last year? All year he'd assumed that his uncle would want to repeat the
time they'd spent together. But maybe not - all of a sudden Tim was filled
with an uneasy sense that things would not be the same.

It had all begun the day he'd got injured playing softball with some of the
boys who lived on the same housing estate where his uncle worked as a
warden. It was a heady summers evening and crickets were buzzing all around
the recreational ground in front of the large tower block. They had been
playing for some time and Tim's team was winning, all they needed was one
last good hit and it was up to him. Tim took the bat, assumed the position
and as the ball came flying towards him, drew his bat back to strike. It
all happened so quickly. Striking the ball, the team started running around
their bases but instead of running, Tim had spun around and hit the floor
with a thud.

The next thing Tim remembered was being lifted up by his uncle and carried
into his uncle's flat. The pain from his back was excruciating, and he let
out a muffled cry as he was placed down on his uncle's double bed. His
uncle came back in with a glass of water and knelt down beside the bed.

"Are you ok?" he asked softly.

Tim fought through his tears, he had to show he was brave, "I'm fine," he
lied.  "I saw what happened, looks like you really twisted your back" he
said, looking into Tim's watery eyes with concern and gently placing his
hand on Tim's back. Rubbing it slowly, Tim's pain eased off a little. "That
feels nice," Tim muttered, and without thinking rolled onto his front.

Then came the words that changed everything: "Would you like a massage,
Tim?"

As his parents car continued to speed through the rolling countryside,
Tim's thoughts of doubt began to subside. Of course his uncle would want to
continue where they left off - maybe he'd want to do more this time.  His
mind started to drift towards the unknown and what might be. Would his
uncle teach him some new tricks?  Some new way of taking his senses to a
whole new level?  That first time, the previous year, he had certainly
taken his senses beyond anything he'd felt before.

"It might be easier if you take off your shorts and t-shirt," said Tim's
uncle. "I'll go and get my massage oil while you do that".

So Tim complied, slowly taking off his clothes bit by bit. First - with
short gasps of pain - stretching his t-shirt over his head and next pulling
down his shorts and socks so he was wearing nothing but his briefs.  His
uncle came in and sat on the end of the bed, clutching the massage oil in
his hand. "Ready?" Tim replied with an 'mmm' and settled down again to lie
on his front.

Tim heard his uncle open the massage oil bottle and then warm it up in his
hands. He firmly placed his hands on Tim's back and began to rub gently up
and down. The touch felt electric to Tim and after a few minutes he was
surprised to feel the pain subsiding. Then, as his uncle continued to rub
his back, the feeling of pain had turned into an electric sensation that
tingled through his whole body. After some time massaging Tim's back, he
paused and asked, "Would you like me to massage your legs as well?"

Tim replied with another 'mmm', and once again heard the sound of his uncle
twisting the bottle of massage oil. The scent of the sweet lavender oil was
making Tim feel very relaxed, and he let out a little sigh as he prepared
to feel his uncle's hands press down on him again.

His uncle's hands made contact with the bottom of his calf and with one
firm stroke, his hands swept right up to his inner thigh, pushing his thumb
against the cheeks of Tim's bum. The electric sensation was back but this
time the tingling sensation shot straight up to his groin.  Letting out
another 'mmm', Tim wriggled a bit and moved his head to one side so he
could see his uncle.

"Did you like that?" his uncle asked, smiling. "Yeah, that feels really
nice, can you do my other leg as well?"

He didn't need telling twice. He went down to the bottom of Tim's legs and
this time ran his arched hand all the way up his right leg, until his thumb
pressed against his right bum cheek. Then without asking Tim whether he'd
liked it, he started to do it again - at first each leg individually and
then eventually both legs at once. All the while, Tim lay there, hands by
his side, head held slightly to the left with his eye open - every time his
uncle came up towards him they made eye contact.

But there was something funny going on: Tim's uncle had given massages
before, but this was different.  Having his own nephew under him like this,
feeling his smooth legs in his hands, he was beginning to get to get really
turned on. He was definitely getting a hard, probably subconsciously
looking at Tim in his boy briefs, wondering what it would look like if he
wasn't wearing anything at all. But no, he mustn't think thoughts like
that; that kind of thing could get a man in trouble.

All this time, Tim was laying quite contently down on the bed and enjoying
the sensation. With each push of his uncle's hand, he felt a powerful
sensation flood up through his back. At first it had been quite dizzying,
but now he was getting used to it, really savoring the feeling. His biggest
fear was what to do about the rock hard boner in his pants. Lying down it
was fairly easy to conceal, but he thought, if his uncle asked him to roll
over or stand up, he'd be rumbled. Tim tried thinking about anything else,
but it was impossible to stop his cock from staying rigid, his young cock
pressing against the elastic edge of his cotton briefs.

"How's that feeling, Tim? Any better?" Tim mumbled and smiled a bit,
twisting his head around to look the other way. He was hoping his uncle
would carry on, but somehow he'd need to lose his erection - and that
wasn't going to happen like this. He started to imagine the embarrassment
of being caught with a boner, by his own uncle! If only he hadn't taken his
shorts off, it would at least be a bit less obvious.

His uncle's hard cock was also becoming more visible in his chinos. The
more he massaged Tim, the more worked up he got, looking at him lying there
like that wearing only his pants, by now he had a raging hard-on. If Tim
were to turn around properly, or roll over he would definitely see what was
going on. For now, he'd keep going and pretend nothing was out of the
ordinary. But with every stroke, slipping into the rhythm of the massage,
his mind wandered and he couldn't help but think of taking off those
briefs.

It couldn't hurt to try, could it? With every stroke, he pushed his hands
up a bit higher. Every time getting his thumb a bit further up Tim's
cheeks, surely he would ask to stop if he wasn't enjoying it? - Tim's uncle
tried to think rationally but by now was getting his hand halfway up Tim's
bum, his hands firmly under his cotton briefs.

"Tim, how about you turn over and I'll work on the front of your legs?"
Tim's uncle was still trying to readjust his own erect cock so he wouldn't
notice, but Tim had already turned over, he must have seen him do it. And
then, there it was, Tim's glorious bulge. Now Tim's uncle was aching to see
what was under those tight slips. He could see that Tim's eyes were now
tight shut and without saying a word, oiled up his hands and began
massaging the front of Tim's legs. With every stroke, he could see Tim's
cock throb in his pants each time his fingertips reached Tim's groin.

"How about massaging your chest as well?"  Tim lay there with his eyes
closed - was he asleep?  He carried on anyway, oiled up his hands once more
and started around the top of his chest. His body was so smooth; it was so
refreshing to massage such a smooth body, not a hair in sight. It was a lot
easier to massage than the normal hairy chests he was used to. He moved
down his chest, his hands getting ever closer to that hypnotising bulge,
being careful not to touch it. His heart was thumping and his cock was so
hard it was aching and he could feel how wet it was with precum, he looked
down and noticed a small wet patch beginning to show on the front of his
trousers. In that moment of distraction, his hand stroked past and knocked
Tim's cock. Pulling his hands away and as he did, Tim's cock popped out the
top of his pants, finally released from the pressure of those super-tight
boy briefs.

He felt a sudden surge of panic well up - suddenly this had become
sexual. He looked at Tim's face, eyes still closed, he didn't seem to have
realised what just happened. With the sound of his heart now thundering,
Tim's uncle took the plunge; "It might be easier if you slip those off?"
And without saying a word, or even opening his eyes, Tim arched up his back
and pulled off his pants.

It was glorious and perfect in every way. Tim's uncle almost felt a
magnetic pull from his nephew's cock, pulling his hands towards it. "Would
you like me to massage your groin?" The words almost spluttering out in his
slight breathlessness at the excitement of the moment. Tim opened his eyes
and looked right into his uncle's and smiled, "yes, please".

This time Tim's uncle poured the massage oil right onto Tim's body, just
around his groin. Its coolness was quite a relief to the sticky heat of the
evening. Tim felt a lot more comfortable having seen that his uncle was
also hard and the huge bulge in his uncle trousers held an overwhelming
mystique. How could he get his uncle to show it to him?  With that thought,
he felt both his uncles hands clasp around the top of his legs that met his
groin and his thumbs press into the soft flesh under his balls and
instantly Tim's cock pulsed with excitement.  "Do you mind if I sit over
your legs?"  Tim couldn't take his eyes off his uncle's package, "Sorry
about that, seems we both have the same problem".  Tim looked up and said
simply, "don't worry about it, you can take your clothes off too, if it's
more comfortable."

Tim's uncle couldn't believe what he was hearing; did Tim really understand
what was happening at his young age?  And what would inevitably happen if
he did also take off his clothes? Dispelling all reason he stood up, took
his shirt off and with Tim's eyes watching keenly, undid his belt, button,
flies and pulled down his trousers.

"Why aren't you wearing underpants?" said Tim inquisitively

"It's just something some adults do. Are you ready for me to carry on?"
Tim nodded and, now also totally naked, with his cock wet with precum
standing proud, straddled Tim's legs and continued massaging his groin.

The sensation was almost paralyzing, Tim's cock throbbed more and more.
Tim's uncle was getting into the rhythm but still hadn't actually grasped
Tim's cock, just lightly brushed past it every few seconds. He gradually
knelt forward, sweeping his hands around his stomach and under where Tim's
cock was.  The whole area, including his cock, was totally smooth and his
uncles hands moved around with ease. Tim's uncle was now leaning right over
his nephew as he swept up to his chest, he looked down and saw his cock was
directly over Tim's cock and just at that second, a long string of precum
dripped onto Tim's hard cock. Instinctively, his hand went straight around
Tim's cock and he began slowly wanking him, getting his precum all over
Tim's cock.  Tim drew in a deep breath and flinched, his eyes
closing. "Does that feel good?" Tim said nothing, and then he felt Tim's
small hand clasp around his dick to mimic what he was doing.

That was all he needed. With a deep moan, Tim's uncle released his load,
splattering it all over Tim's body and cock.  After a few seconds, he
looked down at Tim, "I'm sorry, that wasn't meant to happen".  Tim looked
back at his uncle, awe struck at what had just happened and just said "can
I sleep in your bed tonight?"