Date: Sat, 10 Dec 2005 15:32:39 EST
From: Linksysdon@aol.com
Subject: UNCLE CARL'S CABIN, Part 1 (gay male, incest, ped, M, b)

The first time I noticed anything different with Uncle Carl was the summer
we went to the island. Uncle Carl had a cabin there on a little bay, and
wooden platforms built in the trees beside the cabin so we could set up
tents to sleep in them. The cabin was where we would go in the morning to
get breakfast, and after we swam, to take showers and change.

My brother Donnie and I were at the cabin with Mom and Dad, a friend of
Donnie's from school, and Uncle Carl. It was sunny and hot almost every
day, and we usually spent most of the day swimming.

One day Mom and Dad had taken the canoe out to a little island in the bay,
and Uncle Carl was sitting by a log on the beach, doing his bird
watching. He had a camera with a big lens on it so he could get close ups
of the birds. Some of his photographs were amazing.

I had gone into the cabin to get a coke, but I was eager to get back into
the water. Two other boys my age had come over to visit, and were swimming
with us. Uncle Carl had told us he would tow us on the inner tube behind
his boat, and I didn't want to miss out on that. I was standing at the top
of the stairs that go from the deck to the beach. The others had climbed
out on the boat dock for a rest and I could hear them talking and laughing
as they sunned themselves.

Uncle Carl had his camera on a tripod to keep it steady next to his blanket
on the beach. He was looking at something through it, but he wasn't taking
a picture yet. That's when I noticed his cock. He had his hand down beside
his leg and I could see the end of his cock sticking out the leg of his
running shorts. He kept looking through the camera and rubbing the end of
his cock. At first it felt weird to see what he was doing, but almost right
away I liked it. I could see how big it was under his shorts.

I squatted down on the top step and stayed quiet. I couldn't see his face
any more behind the end of the log where he was, but I could see his shorts
and his hand. After rubbing the head some more he took hold of it through
his shorts and started kind of pumping it. The head was still sticking out.

In my bathing suit I felt my penis get all funny and excited. It was doing
that a lot now and I liked to touch it when nobody was looking.

Uncle Carl put his hand right into his shorts and I could see it moving
under the soft material. He just kept pumping and pumping with his hand. It
was so exciting, and I was really feeling my excitement in my own little
cock. It felt like when I played with it in bed, so now I put my own hand
inside my swim suit. Sometimes I'd lie in bed doing that and rubbing my
balls at the same time. It felt really good, but after a while I would get
scared and stop. It felt like I was going to go crazy if I kept on doing
it.

Suddenly I realized that this was what Uncle Carl was doing. He pumped his
cock harder, and I felt very grown up, knowing I could also do what Uncle
Carl was doing. And I was getting hard watching him. His hand was going
faster now, and I wanted to see what he did. Suddenly, white stuff shot out
the end of his cock! He didn't even stop. He just kept pumping and pumping,
and more white stuff came out. I remembered the sex classes in school and I
realized in a flash that Uncle Carl was making sperm! I saw Uncle Carl's
sperm!

I was so excited I didn't know what to do. I wanted to talk to him about
it, but then I knew it was private, just as it was private when I touched
myself. I realized that it was even more private even when adults did it,
so I sat down on the step and continued to watch, finding this experience
very stimulating.

Uncle Carl's fingers came out of the leg of his shorts and rubbed the white
stuff off the end of his cock, and wiped the creamy substance on a towel he
had nearby. I was almost out of breath like I'd been running, and I felt
almost dizzy. I regained my balance as I walked down the steps and out to
the dock where the other kids were. I was sure they could see how big the
bulge in my swimming trunks was from watching my uncle.

After a while we got hungry, so I said I'd ask Uncle Carl for lunch. The
other boys said we could just go into the house and make something
ourselves, but I wanted to talk to Uncle Carl, so I went to ask. My penis
felt funny as I walked over to where he was on the blanket. He had his
camera set up but was reading something now instead of looking into the
camera. I looked at the towel with his creamy stuff on it, but it didn't
show. Yet, I was totally curious to ask him about it.

He smiled up at me and I smiled, too. I liked Uncle Carl, and watching him
do that made me feel like we had a secret. I was kind of blushing while
that thought went through my mind, and my penis felt even more funny. Uncle
Carl's cock wasn't sticking out of his shorts any more, which was good. I
would have been horrified if it was! But I could see where it pushed out
against the fabric of his shorts. Suddenly I realized that I was staring at
it ,and looked away. I blushed again and he smiled at me and asked if he
could take my picture.

Before I could reply, he picked up the camera and took a shot of me. He
said I was getting really handsome, and took another picture. He asked me
to turn around so he could take my picture from behind. I did, but then I
remembered that my bathing suit wasn't covering my butt very well. It was
last year's suit, and I really needed a new one. I had never been conscious
of the fact that it was so tight on me, but now I was embarrassed
(em-bare-assed?). I think he took the picture anyway.

I was hungry, but I wanted to stay and talk to him, so I asked if he wanted
a sandwich or something, and he said sure. He asked if I'd bring it to down
to him. I was glad he asked that, and said I would. We all took our food to
the beach to eat except Donnie, who ate almost before his sandwich was
made! I took Uncle Carl a sandwich and a cold bottle of beer. It was hard
carrying my stuff and his too, but I made it. He thanked me and I sat
beside him for a minute to eat my lunch.

One of the kids was asking him about the camera. Carl said it was a digital
and he didn't need film. He just downloaded the pictures and edited them on
his computer. I asked to see some but he said the computer was at home. He
said next time we were over he'd show me, which was cool. I sneaked a peek
at his shorts, but his cock wasn't showing like it had been before. There
wasn't even any bulge showing now.

We decided we'd go for the tow now, but somehow I didn't want to get wet. I
just wanted to be with Uncle Carl. I asked him, and he said that I could
ride in the boat with him while we towed the others. That was great, so we
all ran to the dock and waited for him to get the boat ready. Uncle Carl
grabbed my hand helping me in, and I was surprised at how strong his hand
was. I wondered if it hurt his cock when he pumped it, and then blushed for
thinking that when the others were there.

It was fun watching as we towed them around the bay, and Uncle Carl asked
if I wanted to try steering while we pulled the other boys around. It was
Donnie's turn on the inner tube so I said sure. I sat behind the wheel and
Uncle Carl sat next to me in case something went wrong. I'd never been
close to him with no clothes on before and it was exciting! I mean we had
bathing suits on but it was almost like being naked. My mind was going
totally crazy!

We didn't go quite as fast when I was steering the boat, but Donnie fell
off anyway. Uncle Carl let me take the boat in a circle so Donnie could get
back on, and then he reached across me and gave it more gas with the
lever. I felt his chest hair on my shoulder and I swear I felt my penis
start to harden again. After everyone had had a couple of turns, Uncle Carl
asked if I'd like to drive the boat over to Walter's!

I was so excited! Walter's was a little marina and store on the next
island. We'd go there to buy candy bars and candles and stuff. I said sure,
and Uncle Carl pulled in the rope for the inner tube. We motored by the
dock and asked if anybody wanted a soda or anything. We decided to get some
popcorn because we had popped the last of it the night before.

Donnie asked if he could come, but Uncle Carl said he only had two life
vests. Then I turned the boat quickly before Donnie said anything else to
spoiled it for me, and Uncle Carl and I headed out of the bay.

We were going pretty fast and the spray was flying away from the boat as we
went. It was so totally cool. It was harder than I thought to hold the
wheel steady but Uncle Carl said I was doing very well. He sat close to me
as I steered, and I could feel his hairy legs against mine. That feeling
came again in my penis, but I knew he couldn't see so I didn't say
anything. When we were about halfway over, Uncle Carl leaned over and
slowed down the engine until we were just coasting slowly.

He said I was doing really well, and I said thanks. He said, "I think you
deserve a kiss for doing so well."

I laughed with embarrassment at the idea of being kissed by a man. That
wasn't something we usually did in our family except for maybe a quick peck
on the cheek to say hello or goodbye. He said if I didn't want a kiss it
would be okay, but I didn't say no. I just blushed and stared out across
the water. Then he put his big strong hand on my chin and turned me to look
at him. He was smiling in the warmest, friendliest way!

I held onto the wheel as hard as I could so the boat wouldn't turn. Uncle
Carl bent down and kissed me right on the mouth. I could hardly breathe, I
was so excited, but somehow it felt normal. It felt good. My heart was
beating rapidly and I could feel a stirring in my groin: my penis felt
excited by his kiss too.

I smiled and then leaned up and kissed him back, right on the mouth. I
didn't know I was that brave but something just made me do it.

"That was nice," he said. "Do it again." So I did. My penis was pounding
along with my heart but I didn't know what else to do. Uncle Carl leaned
past me again and shut the motor off. He put his arm around my shoulder and
gently pushed my chin back with his other hand. He kissed my mouth again,
and then again. Each time the kiss was a little longer. He was an excellent
kisser, as I was to learn from future experience!

"You're a good kisser," he told me.

"So are you," I said. My face was feeling as hot as though I were
sunburned, though I had a nice tan. He held me close. I think he was
smelling my hair. His hairy chest felt nice against my hairless boyish
chest. I noticed that I could see his cock again in his shorts. I got a
total thrill seeing it. Then Uncle Carl asked if he could ask me
something. I nodded. He asked if I had a girl friend.

I said, "Of course not, I mean not yet." He said that since there were no
girls on the island except my mother, I could let him be my "boyfriend" for
a while. Just while we were at the cabin. The idea of a "boyfriend" puzzled
me, but I liked that idea even though I knew we'd be in trouble for doing
that, and I told him.

Uncle Carl said that it would be our secret, and I nodded my head in
agreement. I was totally curious about that cock of his, too. He asked if
he could kiss me again and instead of answering I just laid my head back on
the seat and let him kiss me. This time he kissed a long time and touched
his tongue on my lips. It felt funny at first but I let him put it in my
mouth and I started liking it. Then he put his hand on my bare chest and
gently rubbed up and down from my shoulders to the top of my swim suit. I
could hardly breathe while he kissed me and caressed me, it felt so nice.

I had never noticed that my boyish body had breasts, but as he rubbed
gently, I felt my nipples sit up. He kept his face close to mine, and I
felt his fingers move down to the waistband of my swimming trunks. My penis
was getting too big for my swim suit. All of a sudden I wished I didn't
have it on, and then I wished Uncle Carl would take it off. When I thought
that, I took his hand away from my chest and made him touch me between my
legs. He smiled and said "Wow, you ARE growing up!"

Instead of taking my swim suit off, Uncle Carl slid his fingers under the
leg and pulled the cloth aside, letting my penis spring out along the
inside of my thigh. I still had the suit, on but I could see my penis, as
naked as could be.

Then Uncle Carl did the greatest thing: he rubbed my penis between his two
fingers and his thumb, beginning to pump it slowly the way he had his own a
short time ago. But then he leaned forward and kissed the head of my penis
with his lips practically circling my young dick. I could feel him start to
suck the young flesh into his mouth, and I almost jumped out of the boat it
felt so fantastic. I couldn't stop wiggling. His fingers encircled my penis
and felt how hard I was. Usually I only get that way when I touch myself a
lot in bed but I was harder than ever before now. His tongue was making my
young cock feel absolutely crazy!

I spread my legs open and moved forward so Uncle Carl could touch me more.
He started making his fingers go up and down my little pole faster. I
couldn't talk or even move. I just wanted him to keep doing it forever. As
I lay back I felt him moving away from me and he took his mouth off me.

He knelt in front of the seat and gently pulled me down to lie on the boat
seat. My penis felt a jump that spread into my stomach, I was so excited.

But Uncle Carl stayed kneeling and kissed me again. This time I made my
tongue play with his in my mouth. I felt like my penis was melting in the
hot sun. He kept sucking on my tongue and letting me suck his as he pushed
my swimming trunks down until they were half down my thighs. I wiggled my
legs until they came off my ankles and I spread my legs. He smiled at me
and slid his fingers off my cock and over my balls, which was another whole
new sensation.  Then his hand moved under my balls and his finger began
stroking my rose bud and all along the slit between my ass cheeks. I was
puffing like I'd been running but he didn't mind. He kissed my stomach,
then started kissing between my legs.

I spread my knees more and he moved his mouth to where his fingers had. I
felt his tongue start stroking me instead of his fingers and I almost died,
it felt so good. He shoved his tongue way inside my anus, and then out
again, then inside and out. I though, "He's fucking me with his tongue!"
and that made me even more excited. My cock felt like it was on fire.

His hands were so strong as he cupped them under my bottom and lifted me up
to press my penis into his mouth. I heard myself moaning and sighing and
put my hands on the back of his head, pushing him harder against me.

I was fucking Uncle Carl's mouth! I had never fucked before, except
sometimes when I touched my own penis. This was a hundred times better, but
I wanted him to go faster and harder. Uncle Carl reached back and took my
hand from his head and put it on his cock. It was hard like wood and I felt
another thrill in my penis as I touched it. He shoved his mouth all the way
over my cock, and even took my balls into his mouth, and made a low moaning
noise around my throbbing boyhood. I squeezed his cock as hard as I could
and shoved my penis up against his mouth again. He grasped my hand on his
cock and helped me move it up and down.

I was in heaven. I knew this was what guys called jacking off, and I wanted
to do it as well as I could. Suddenly he tore at his bathing suit, pulling
it down so I could hold him without his suit in the way. His cock was
rubbery and soft but hot and hard, too. I held it tight and moved my hand
up and down. My fingers were already tired but I didn't stop. He moaned
again around his lips as they sucked on me. I felt something different
happening inside me, like I was on the downward part of the roller
coaster. It kept getting stronger and I got a bit scared.

Uncle Carl grabbed my hand and made me move his cock faster. He started
humping his hips so his cock slid through my fingers. It was getting really
slippery from this stuff that came out.

I could hear Uncle Carl breathing really hard through his nose, pulling my
cock into his mouth. I pumped as hard as I could and with a jerk, he raised
his face and shouted something really loud. I was scared, especially when I
saw all the white stuff coming out of his cock again, just like it did on
the beach when I watched him. I kept squeezing and moving my hand, even
though it was all slippery and hard to hold on to.

Uncle Carl moaned loudly and let his head fall on my legs, pumping his hips
to keep making more come onto my fingers. He just lay there, moving his
hips a little bit. I could hardly move my hand at all any more, it was so
tired. He put his hand on mine and let me stop. My fingers were covered in
slippery stuff. His face was really red when he looked at me, and at first
I thought he was crying. He smiled and softly told me I was his angel and
he loved me.

Then I felt like crying. It was so beautiful, lying in the hot sun and
loving each other.

He asked me if I had come, and I shook my head.

"You will," he said. "You just wait."

I smiled because I knew he was right.

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