Date: Mon, 22 May 2006 14:37:58 -0700
From: aberration@hush.com
Subject: Uncle by Marriage - gay incest

Uncle by Marriage
By: Aberration

This story contains material of a sexual nature and describes sexual acts
between varied ages, which include adult/youth. If you find this kind of
material offensive, if you are not of legal age to read such material or if
it is illegal in your country, please do not read any further.

My stories may contain some factual or autobiographical elements, but they
are works of fiction and any apparent similarities of my characters to real
people are not intended.

Expression should never be considered intent and I do not condone nor
endorse any of the activities included in these representations.

Story Codes: (mb, incest, voy, oral, anal, mast)


Comments are welcome at aberration@hush.com


I haven't lived with my real dad since my parents got divorced, but I have
had a father, my step-dad. He married my mother when I was ten and now that
I'm twelve, he's had `the talk' with me, answered my questions, at least
the ones I dared ask and gave me honest answers. So I knew that playing
with my still prepubescent boner and getting those good feelings was okay,
but private. I knew how babies were made, what `making love' meant, all the
facts, but no experience.

I couldn't bring myself to really talk though, inquire about why I felt all
gooey and weird when I saw some of my mates in the showers at school. Why
didn't I seem to be as interested in the Playboy that one of my friends had
scavenged out of a dumpster, as they were. All the weird shit that was
really on my mind, why I dreamt of hugging and kissing with boys instead of
girls, was I gay, etc.

Then just before July 4th, his youngest brother came to visit us and I was
told he would sleep in my room. At first I'd been somewhat put out, I
wasn't even really asked, but that was my mom's fault and my step-dad did
apologize. The first time I met him, man was I thrilled he would be staying
in my room. `Uncle Jeff' was twenty-four years old, he was in great shape,
tanned and muscular and was as handsome as any model I'd ever seen, which
in fact he was, mostly print ads, but he had acted a few bit parts on
television.

He was my first real crush, I felt so odd, yet so excited when he greeted
me warmly, and pulling me into a hug, instead of shaking hands, telling me
he was glad to finally have a nephew. I knew I'd do anything for his
attention, but managed not to make a fool of myself, which pleased my
mother to no end.

We all went out that night, including my bratty little sister and it was a
fun time, except when she always tried to gain his attention. I did notice
that while he would include her, he was much more attentive towards me and
my chest swelled with pride and I tried very hard to impress upon him that
was I just as interested in being his friend.

I guess all the excitement and butterflies caught up with me, because try
as I might, I couldn't stay awake and fell asleep in the cot perched
kitty-corner to my bed, missing getting to see him get ready for bed. I
remember briefly waking up when the door opened, but had been in the middle
of an erotic dream, a friend from school and I went skinny dipping and we'd
just gotten out and he'd been ready to kiss me, so I just turned over and
went back to sleep.

The sun was shining in onto my bed, my mother's alarm clock so I wouldn't
`sleep away the whole day', when I woke up and I just lay there looking at
him. The sheet was wrapped around his hip, one arm crooked up and behind
his head and I studied the small forest of dark hairs, sun illuminating the
little beads of sweat clumped on a few, in his pit, longing for the first
signs of ANY hair on my own frame.

He stretched and rolled a little onto his side and the sheet was pulled
away a little more, revealing the possibility that he was sleeping naked! I
watched, praying for another toss, seeing the dark, rough hair on his
calves turn into more like fuzz, going up his thigh as it neared his
shapely, barely covered ass.

Then it happened and he rolled onto his back, the sheet getting tugged down
his legs and revealing his morning erection curved up above the trail of
soft hair from his navel to a neatly trimmed forest of pubes. It looked
huge to me, but was quite normal in both length and girth, being a tiny bit
shy of six inches and one and half around.

He sputtered and coughed and it startled me enough that I jumped out of bed
and scrambled to the bathroom, my own pathetic, circumcised two and half
inches barely making a tent in my briefs and pjs bottom. I showered and was
just about to get out when the door opened and he quickly entered.

"Sorry, Cal," he offered with a grin, his penis now only semi-erect, "Gotta
piss like a race horse and I couldn't wait any longer!"

"Uhm, that's okay," I managed, hand still holding the half pulled shower
curtain, completely revealing my small, totally hairless, but burgeoning
body to his gaze, mine locked onto his organ.

"Whew," he breathed, causing me to look up into his handsome, smiling face,
dark shadow of beard, "Did I have to go!" shaking himself of the last
drops. "Hey, buddy, how about I step in there too, you can wash my back for
me, cool?"

"Uh, sure," I stumbled back slightly, nearly falling in my dumbfounded
ness.

"Ahh, that feels good!" he groaned as he stepped under the hot spray, "Grab
that soap and take your time, kiddo, I like it nice and slow!"

I was literally mesmerized s I soaped up my hands and they contacted his
smooth muscled flesh, not even aware of my instantaneous little
erection. Gliding my hands all over, daringly close to the white globes so
close to me and then flashing on an idea, knelt down and washed each hairy
leg.

"I bet you wouldn't mind doing the front would you kiddo?" he softly asked,
twisting and glancing over his shoulder and not hearing any resistance
slowly turned.

There I was, on my knees in the shower, little boner pointing straight to
the ceiling, staring at my step uncles massive, it was my first man's
erection, tube of flesh, purple veins running the six inch length. His
pubic hair was all plastered down, covering up most of his hanging ball
sack and I reached out to gently take hold of them, not even pretending to
wash anymore.

"Wash me up nice and clean, Cal," he said, smiling wildly, "Go ahead, it
won't bite."

I gulped down a breath and slowly let my fingers engulf his manly erection,
slipping suds all up and down its length.

"Whoa," he said, taking hold of it himself and squeezing hard at the
base. "It's been a few days for me, nearly covered you in my stuff," he
snickered and pulled me up to my feet.

"I'm really glad you're my nephew now, Cal," he said pulling me into an
embrace, his hard pecker pressing against the bottom of my rib cage. "We've
got all week to explore each other and I want your first time to be right,
this is your first time, right?"

"Yesss," I hissed, wrapping my arms around his back and squeezing his boner
against us and moving my chest to feel it roll between us.

"Then let's finish our shower," he said pulling us apart and grinning as he
caught sight of my trembling little boy's boner, "You and I will get out of
here, go to a park or something, So I can show you just how nice it can be
for two guys, you game?"

"Uh, huh!" I grinned and started rinsing off.

We excused ourselves, mother pleased at how we were taking to each other,
if she only knew and drove to the biggest park in the city and made our way
to an isolated back corner. Uncle Jeff spread a blanket and then pulled me
down and gently began my afternoon of introduction into man/boy sex.