Date: Fri, 22 Jul 2011 20:04:38 -0400 (EDT)
From: strike1463@aol.com
Subject: Uncle Charles part four

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Uncle Charles part 4

I was lying in the lounge chair as my dad and uncle went down to see the
contractor who was busy with his crew building the new boat house.  They
were making good progress and already had the piers poured and were
beginning to install the floor framing.  As the contractor talked away with
my dad and uncle, his crew of four other guys went on working.  There was
one guy in particular I liked; he was maybe 19 or 20, well defined body, no
body hair that I could see.  His brown hair was shoulder length, and moved
in the slight breeze.  He was shirtless, with well-worn work boots, and was
wearing loose fitting Army pants that had been cut into shorts.  His
leather tool belt sat low on his hips.  It was a hot day and his chest and
back gleamed in fresh sweat.  I guess he caught me watching him, because
every so often he'd look my way and smile this really nice smile at me, and
even waived a few times.

I soon learned that the contractor was going to another job, and would be
leaving just a couple of workers.  My dad and uncle, both accomplished wood
workers were going to lend a hand when the heavy framing was happening.  My
dad volunteered my services as a fetch / water boy as the heat wave we were
having would require the guys to stay hydrated.  I was happy to do this as
it would offer me the opportunity to get to know this really cute worker.
I think my dad was shocked at my enthusiasm, but was soon busy again
discussing the plans with the contractor before he left.

I jumped right to my new job, and my uncle introduced me to the workers;
Drew, Randal and the cute one, Kris.  I shook hands with all of them,
holding Kris's hand just a bit longer than the others.  Kris barked at the
other two to get back to work.  My uncle explained that he was the son of
the contractor and was the guy in charge of the build.  Kris came over to
me; "So, you're going to be my helper, huh?  I promise I won't work you too
hard."  He smiled that same smile as before, "Follow me and I'll show you
around, come on little buddy".  He patted my back with his strong hand and
led me over to his truck, his hand on my shoulder the whole time.  He spent
the better part of an hour showing me all the different nails and screws
and tools that he'd be using and then showed me the different sizes of
lumber.  He was really friendly and nice to me, and seemed to be really
touchy, patting my back and musing my hair a lot.  The other two workers
were busy framing the walls over by the pile of lumber, while Kris was busy
setting the framing for the inside floor that would wrap around the
interior.

We'd been working for about an hour, with me running to get things Kris
needed, when my mom, who'd since come back from berry picking, called me to
come get drinks for the workers.  I did as I was told and carried back a
tray with fresh lemonade for the guys.  I handed each worker a glass, with
Kris being the last.  I watched in fascination as he tilted his head back
and drank it down.  Looking on as some of the lemonade dribbled from the
corners of his mouth and ran down his chest.  Kris looked and found me
staring.  He chuckled and looked at his chest using his hand to wipe the
bronzed skin.  "I know, I'm a pig, aren't I?"

All I could was able to say was "no".  Kris stood and mused my hair and
then put me in a friendly head lock, my face ever so close to his arm pit,
his scent was overwhelming.

"Come on little buddy, let's try to get some more done before lunch."  He
released me from the head lock and mused my hair once more.  His sweat was
all over my face and neck, and I didn't care one little bit.  I knew right
then that I had a crush on him.

We worked a bit more when my mom came out with a huge tray of food,
announcing that she was the boss and it was time for lunch.  She set out a
big spread of cold chicken, potato salad, and lots of other things to eat.
She them told me to stop bugging the workers and to let them eat their
lunch in peace.  Kris told her I was fine and was actually a big help.  My
mother sighed and told Kris not to be afraid to shoo me away when I became
a bother.  Kris then patted my back and told me to help him eat all this
food.

I gathered some food on a plate and was looking for a place to sit and eat
when Kris, who'd gotten his food and went down to the dock to eat called
out to me; "Jimmy, little buddy," waving for me to come down to him, "over
here!"  I couldn't believe he wanted me to come eat with him, but I went,
happy with my new friend.

The afternoon went on and the work continued.  I went to Kris's truck to
get him some big nails and while I was there, my uncle came up and slapped
my ass, "hey baby boy, you might want to turn it down a notch or two.
You're being way too obvious."

"I don't understand unc.?"

"You're acting like a little dog in heat.  It's really obvious that you
like that guy, just be careful, I don't want you to get hurt, OK?"

I nodded, and went back to Kris who was telling the other guys what to do.
Kris kept talking to the guys but looked at me and smiled.  He saw the
handful of nails I had and as he went on with his instructions, he motioned
for me to load the pouch on his tool belt, which was one of several hanging
over his crotch.  I had to use both hands to get the nails in the pouch,
but still dropped a few on the ground which I bent to pick up.  I was about
to put the few I'd dropped into the pouch when Kris put his hand on my back
between my shoulders.  He kept right on talking to the guys as I again used
one hand to open the pouch and the other to drop in the nails.  As my hands
manipulated the pouch, Kris pushed his hips forward, pressing his crotch
into my hand while it was in the pouch.  I didn't know if it was done by
accident or on not, but I took a chance and gently pushed back with my
hand.  I couldn't feel much as the pouch was leather, but Kris responded by
rubbing my back ever so lightly.  I almost fell over from excitement!  Was
this a sign, was this handsome guy trying to tell me something, my mind was
racing.  I tried to move away, but something had me standing still.  Kris
finished giving instructions and he led me up to his truck, he said I was
going to help him lug some lumber down to the site, but first he need to
take a leak.

"Hang on little bud, I have to take a piss," and he began to remove his
tool belt.  I was finally able to check out his crotch, although I couldn't
tell too much.

"Come on Kris, I'll show you where the bathroom is, follow me," and I
started heading into the house.

"Hold up bud, I don't want to track through your mom's house all dirty like
this.  I'll find a bush out here," He said pointing to the woods.

"My mom won't like that, better to use the one in side, come on."  I again
headed towards the house.  Kris just followed silently.  When I got to the
door, I saw my dad and told him Kris needed to use the bathroom.  He said
it was fine but take him upstairs because mom and Auntie were doing perms
in the one downstairs.  I led Kris up to the bathroom which was across from
my room.  After I showed him the bathroom, I said I'd be in my room and
pointed to the room across the hall.

"OH, thanks little buddy, I'm about to pop," and he turned to the bathroom.

I went into my room and almost instantly could hear Kris pissing in the
toilet, I froze.  It was really loud, I spun around and to my shock, there
stood Kris, cock in hand pissing full force in the toilet, he didn't close
the door!  What's more he actually began talking to me.

"Is that one of them black light posters there on your wall?"

"UM, yeah it is," I stammered, unable to take my eyes off Kris pissing.
His shorts were open and hanging loose allowing me an almost clear look at
his cock and balls.

"Yeah I like those, got a few myself in my apartment," he continued shaking
the last bit of piss from his cock.  "May I come in and check it out?"

"Ah, sure, come in."  I must have looked like a dork, standing there
staring at him while he pissed.  Kris turned and began walking towards me,
taking his time to button up his shorts, his cock swaying before him.  He
came in my room and was standing in front of me while he finished buttoning
his shorts and stuffing his cock inside.

"Where's the black light for the poster buddy?"

"Oh, um, my mom says they are too expensive so I can't have one," I said
finally able to look away from him.  "I got the poster because it's cool, I
think," I mumbled feeling a bit embarrassed.  Turning my back to Kris and
looking at the velvet poster of a large dragon on a rocky mountain top.  I
could feel the heat of Kris's body as he moved behind me, pressing his hips
into me, his hands on my shoulders.

"Well it is a really cool poster buddy."  I tipped my head back; looking up
at him and saw he was looking around my room.  I pressed my head against
his bare abdomen and chest.  I saw a twinkle in his eyes suddenly, and his
hands gripped tighter on my shoulders.

"Oh man, is that your G.I. Joe collection," he asked looking over to my
huge pile of G. I. Joes and all the stuff that goes with them.  He released
me and headed over to my stuff.  I walked over and Kris knelt beside me.
He was being very careful as he picked up this action figure and then that,
checking out the Jeep and missile launcher.  "You have a lot of stuff here
buddy, I'm impressed."  He stated continuing to admire all my collection.
Then he froze, He quickly glanced at me and then back at my collection.
"HOLY FUCKERS, Jimmy...  Oh shit, err I'm sorry," he blurted out, grabbing
me around the waist and burying his head into me.  "I hope your folks
didn't hear that, I didn't mean too..."

I was laughing," it's ok, they'd never hear that way down there."  I found
my hand gliding down the back of his head and resting on his neck, I
thought I heard him sigh as I did that but wasn't sure.

Kris reached out for my prize possession, a 1963 Marine G.I. Joe.  He held
it in his hands and marveled at the great condition.  "I've never seen one
of these in person, wow you are so lucky to have this."  His position never
changed and I just left my hand on his neck, his soft hair between my hand
and his neck, my young cock suddenly getting rock hard.  I was trying to
think how to hide it, when, too late Kris Noticed.

"What's this," he asked pointing at my tenting shorts.  "Did I make that
happen," he asked looking up at me, his green eyes sparkling, that handsome
grin spreading across his face.

"Um, um.." I mumbled.

"Hey Jimmy, little buddy," he began, squeezing me with the arm around my
waist.  "That's really cool.  I had a feeling you might like me, after the
way you were watching me this morning, and ha ha ha the whole time we've
worked together.  Come on little buddy, don't sweat it," he said, moving to
kneeling in front of me.  Taking his hand he lifted my face to look at him,
"I am flattered and well..." he stopped talking when we heard the sounds of
someone coming up the stairs.  Kris quickly moved to be kneeling beside me,
grabbing some piece of my collection.  Just in time as my dad walked into
my room.  We both turned to look at him, Kris spoke up first; "hi Mr. Bob,
sorry I was just checking out your son's really nice G.I. Joe collection.
I should be back working."

"Hmm? Oh that's ok, I just came up to tell you your dad called and is
taking the rest of the crew to the other site.  Take your time."  My dad
left and we soon heard him heading back down stairs.

Kris looked frazzled, "come on buddy let's get back outside before I do
something I might regret."  Kris stood and put his hand on my shoulder and
was guiding me to the door.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked. Stopping and looking at Kris.  He
stopped and looked at me.

"Later buddy, come on lets go", and he again guided me to the door.

Kris went to talk to the other guys before they left, and soon had me
working with him finishing up the framing of the floor.  My dad came back
down and told me everyone was heading into town to the store and I was to
come along.  I pleaded to stay but my dad was not too sure about leaving me
alone.

"I won't be alone, Kris is here, can I stay? Please? "I begged.

"I think you've bothered Kris enough today, maybe you should let him do his
work."  My dad's voice stern but still friendly.

"Oh, Mr. Bob, it's no problem, I'm almost done for today and was going to
ask if you'd mind if I took a swim.  I really don't mind if Jimmy hangs
around.  Besides he's been a big help."  Kris said patting me on the back.

"Well I don't know how long we'll be in town is the thing" my dad said to
Kris.  "Might be several hours."

"Mr. Bob, no problem.  Jimmy can help me finish up and then clean up.
We'll go for a swim, and if you're still not back, I'll drag him down to
the pizza shop and make him eat pizza."  He said laughing.  I got really
excited and turned to my dad.

"Well, I guess it's OK, as long as you really don't mind Kris."  My dad
said.

"No sweat sir, you all go and have fun.  Jimmy's fine with me.  Right
little buddy," he asked me.  I looked at Kris and then to my dad and
nodded.

My dad took Kris aside away from me.  I saw my dad try and hand him some
money which Kris refused.  Then I saw my dad writing something down and
they shook hands and my dad called out to me to be good for Kris.  I
assured him I would be, and he walked off.  Kris returned to me and we went
back to work.  Not long later we heard everyone getting in the car and the
car driving off.  Kris turned to me and said, "Let's call it a day and pick
up the tools and go for a swim.  What do you say buddy?"

"I say last one in is a rotten egg," I grabbed a saw and a drill and ran
off to Kris's truck.  We had the place cleaned up in no time, Kris undoing
his tool belt, and tossing it into the cab of his truck.

"Ready for a swim," Kris asked untying his boots and pulling off his socks.
I answered by kicking off my sneakers and pulling off my tank top.

"Ready," I stated, taking up a racing stance.

"OK, on three.  One, two.." Before he said three, he grabbed my waist and
tossed me over his shoulder, my skin finally making full contact with his
hot bronze skin.  "Three," he yelled as he ran off, me hanging over his
shoulder, my hand grabbing his waist for support, while one of his arms was
around my legs, his other hand was clasped against my ass, my young cock,
quickly becoming hard again.

I felt completely safe in Kris's arms as he ran full speed across the hot
sand and onto the dock.  He never slowed down as the end of the dock got
closer.  He shifted me into his arms and took one final leap off the end of
the dock, turning as we flew through the air.  We crashed into the water
with a huge splash, Kris's arms never losing their grip on me.  We bobbed
to the surface, gasping for breath.  Kris spun me around and asked if I was
ok.

"Again," I screamed, wrapping my arms around his muscular neck.  Kris
flipped onto his back and with me lying on his chest; he began to swim back
to the dock.  Once there, he pulled himself up and then reached down and
hauled me out of the water, using his strong arms.  He pulled me onto his
back and piggy backed me to the far end of the dock, where he told me to
hang on tight.  Kris then ran full speed down the dock again, me on his
back clutching his waist with my legs and my arms tight to his neck, my
semi poking into his back.  He took the big leap at the end and somehow
with me on his back did a flip in the air landing feet first in the water.
When we surface he told me to grab his shoulders.  He then swam with me on
top of his back to the raft, where he helped me up then he climbed out.

He collapsed onto the dock lying face up in the hot afternoon sun.  I went
to him and collapsed beside him, Kris pulling me to him, my head on his
shoulder.  We lay there for a long time without speaking, I was just happy
to be there like this with him.

"We got a lot done today buddy, thanks for all your help."  Kris said.

"It was fun."  I rolled to my side and looked at his face.  "What were you
trying to tell me in the bedroom," I asked.

"Never mind," Kris said flatly.  "I don't think you would understand.
Let's just leave it and forget I said anything, Ok little buddy?"  There
was something in his face, his eyes looked hurt, which made me sad.  I lay
there for several minutes trying to think what I could say.  I don't know
what made me do it, but I sat up and looked down at Kris's face.  He looked
back at me with this puzzled look on his face.  "What?"  Kris asked.  I
just looked down at him, an evil grin on my face.

"I like you," I told him suddenly.

Kris chuckled; "I like you too little buddy".  Kris cocked his head, still
looking at me.  I leaned down and kissed him on the lips, using my tongue
to part his lips and force its way into his mouth, my hand sliding down his
warm flesh and underneath the waist band of his shorts.  My fingers gliding
through his course pubic hair and seeking out his cock, which I found
quickly, and wrapped my fingers around his shaft.  I continued to kiss him
as my hand stroked his thickening cock.  Kris resisted at first, but after
a few seconds of questioning, he gave in to my advances and wrapped his
arms around my waist, his hands seeking out my boy ass.  We made out for a
bit more, but a boat passing by too close made him nervous so he suggested
we get under cover.  We swam back like he's swam us out to the dock.  Close
to shore, Kris scooped me in his arms and after kissing me, we headed to
his truck.

"Wanna go to my place," he asked setting me on the tailgate of his truck.
I nodded yes.  "Then let's go."  We climbed into his truck, me sitting
right next to him.  He didn't live far from our place, having a small
apartment behind his dad's house about three miles down the shore from us.
Kris had his arm around me the whole time, and I held that hand with mine.

As we drove down to his place I nuzzled my head against him and said, "I
really like your Kris."  Kris kissed the top of my head and said he liked
me too.  He parked his truck behind his apartment, and climbed out.  He
stood at the door and just looked at me.

"Jimmy, are you sure you understand what I want to do with you," Kris asked
me quietly.

I looked into his emerald eyes and said; "I hope you want to fuck me."

After a quick look of shock, he smiled that cute smile of his.  Grabbing my
arm and pulling me into his arms he carried me into his apartment.  Kicking
the door shut with his foot, Kris sought out my lips and we began to kiss
as he carried me through his little apartment into his bedroom.  He gently
lay me on the bed, and while still kissing me he slid my shorts off of me,
lying me back down fully naked, my hard cock standing straight up, pre cum
leaking from the tip.  Kris stood and moved his hands to his waist band.  I
reached up to stop him.  I moved his hands to his side then began to open
his shorts.  His crotch was swollen so I knew his cock was hard.  I worked
the buttons and slowly opened his shorts, sliding them lower, making his
cock spring out.  Kris's cock was about 6.5 inches long and had a big
flared head.  His balls were a nice size and were pulled tight against his
body.  I went to work immediately sucking his cock.  Licking the head and
then sliding it into my mouth.  Kris just stood there and watched me as I
sucked.  After a few minutes, Kris took his cock from my mouth saying he
was too close and wanted to make this last.  He pushed me down and knelt
between my legs and went down to suck my cock.  He was able to suck my
whole cock into his mouth with ease.  I lost it and came before he'd even
sucked two strokes.  My cum blasted into his mouth, and he moaned deeply as
he swallowed my load.  After I'd finished, Kris lifted my legs and began
eating my ass out.  Kris was soon using his tongue to fuck me, as I
squirmed under him.

"Oh fuck, buddy, your ass is so lose, I could probably fuck you right now."
Kris stabbed his tongue deep into my boy hole again.

"Fuck me now.  Don't wait any longer; I've wanted you to fuck me ever since
I first saw you.  I can't wait any more.  Come on Kris fuck my ass hard."

Kris reached to the night stand and opened a colorful bottle.  Squirting
some of the contents in his hand he lubed his cock and then spread some on
and in my hole.  Rising up, he plunged his cock all the way into my ass.  I
tensed at first but then relaxed and his cock slid all the way in me.  I
shuttered with pleasure, as Kris began to assault my hole.

He stood over me as I was under him.  Holding my legs, he began to squat
down thrusting his cock all the way in me then, he pull out and shove it in
again.  My cock was rock hard and the mix of left over cum and precum was
drooling out of the tip, down my body.  Kris never took his eyes from mine
as he continued to fuck me.  His thrusts were fast becoming frantic, he was
sweating and his sweat was dripping down onto me.  His hair was matted with
sweat and he was grunting as his cock was drilling my ass.  I could see his
teeth were clenched, and that he was even drooling and little bits of spit
were shooting out of his mouth.  Suddenly he withdrew his cock from my ass,
and let my legs fall to the bed.  He hopped over me and thrust his cock
into my mouth.  I could taste myself on his sweet cock and I sucked even
harder.  He cried out that he was about to cum, and pulled his cock from my
mouth, stroking it fast, he began to shoot his load in my mouth and onto my
face.  As his cum slowed, he forced his cock back into my mouth and roughly
fucked my mouth, grabbing my hair and pulling my head onto his cock,
shooting the last couple of shots of cum down my throat.  My cock erupted
with his rough treatment of me, shooting out and splashing onto his back.
Still grabbing my hair, his threw his head back and growled like a wild
animal, his cock deep in my throat, my face pressed tight against his
crotch.

Kris released me and fell to my side, pulling me to him, kissing my face
and neck.  "That was fucking awesome Jimmy," Kris panted.

"I knew it would be," I told him as I moved to French kiss him.  We lay
there in each other's arms for a while, until Kris decided we should go get
some food and head back to my house.  We jumped into the shower and got
clean, yeah kissing and playing with each other.  Kris gave me one of his t
shirts to wear, which was like a dress on me, and old pair of shorts that
were way too small for him but fit me ok, although loose.  I headed to his
truck.  Kris was soon there as well putting something in the bed of his
truck.  He had on shorts and had a t shirt draped around his neck, he
looked really hot.  We headed out and grabbed a pizza and took it back to
my place.  We actually didn't eat any, and ended up in my room.  Kris had
brought some records and we lay on my bed listening to some rock and roll,
just lying next to each other.  Kris sat up and said; "I almost forgot, I
have something for you."  He jumped up and ran downstairs.  I heard the
screen door slam as he ran out and again when he came back in.  It sounded
like he took the stairs two at a time.

Kris bounced into my room and leaped onto my bed.  He handed me a long
cloth wrapped item.  I unwrapped it carefully, and as the cloth fell away,
I held in my hands a black light for my poster.  I was stunned, I just sat
and looked at it, I was so happy.  I looked at Kris, his green eyes peering
deep into my soul.  "Do you like it," he asked, his arm coming around me.

I couldn't speak, I looked back at Kris and a tear rolled down my cheek.
Kris used his thumb and wiped the tear away.  "Don't cry little buddy," he
said.  "Tomorrow, I bring the stuff to hang it up and we'll fix it right,
OK?"

I nodded and threw my arms around him, hugging him tight.  "Kris," I asked,
"can I suck your cock again?  Right now, right here?  Please?"

Kris smiled his smile; "You can suck my cock anytime you want buddy, under
two conditions.  First, I want to be able to have a repeat of tonight, and
two please don't tell anyone, I don't want either one of us to get into
trouble, deal?"

I looked at Kris and said; "Just one repeat?"

Kris fell back laughing, pulling me with him; "As many as you want sexy, as
many times as you want."

I moved to lie on top of him and kissed him.  I pulled back to just look at
his handsome face, his eyes, his mouth, I reached out and gently stroked
his soft brown hair.  I kissed him lightly on the lips; "Kris, I really
like you a lot."

Kris held my head; "I really like you too Jimmy," kissing me again.

I pressed my lips to his ear, "I'm gonna suck your cock now."  Kris moved
to fully lie on my bedwith me lying next to him.  I opened his shorts and
took his cock out.  I lay with my head on his abs, and my crotch by his
head.  I held his cock and began licking it.  "I'm gonna suck you so hard
your balls are gonna feel like I'm sucking them out," I growled.

Kris smiled and said; "This I have to see," as I swallowed his entire cock
in one swift motion.  From the door of my room Kris and I both heard my
uncle's voice; "Yeah this I have to see!"


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Well, that was the day I first fell in love.  Stay tuned for more to come.
Keep the emails coming guys!

Jimmy