Date: 14 Feb 2001 14:41:04 -0800
From: Dave <davmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Uncle Hugh Chapter 2 (Adult Youth MMM/b)

WARNING: This story is a work of fiction that contains descriptions of
incest and explicit sexual acts between men and a boy.  If this type of
content offends you, or you are under the age of 18, do not read it.
Please e-mail me at davmay699@icqmail.com if you have suggestions for
future chapters.

                                  Uncle Hugh
                           Jim and the Night Fishing

     Uncle Hugh told me next week that he had told hid buddy Jim about our
camping trip.  So he told me that Jim wants to take you night surf fishing
with us tomorrow night.

     That gave a day and a night to think about going fishing with them.
Hugh gave me one of his old surf poles and a reel to use.  We poured some
fresh lead weigh sinker that night and we set up my pole for the night of
fishing.

     Without getting to technical with the Geology of the San Diego
coastline is formed by marine terraces interrupted by saltwater lagoons and
creeks.  The reason for bringing this up is this from Carlsbad to Cardiff
by the Sea the only access to the ocean is a small beach called Moonlight
Beach.  A 300-foot red adobe bluff blocks the rest of the area.

     Moonlight Beach in the early 50's only had parking for 20 or so cars.
In late October very few people went to the beach at night.  The waves that
time of year would have pulled all the white sands out to deep sandbars
exposing garnet rocks along the shore.  Walking across them barefooted was
uncomfortable at best.

     The next night when Hugh and Jim got home we packed up the old Ford
with poles, tackle boxes, ice chest and old army blankets.  We drove down
to Moonlight Beach and parked the car.  We left our shoes in the car and
rolled up the pant legs of our jeans.  Then we headed across the rocks
until we were on wet sand where the surf washes up the beach.  We walked
north about three-quarters of a mile.

     Hugh and Jim wanted to be far enough up the cost so that no lights
would be visible from the ocean.  Something about the fish not coming to
close to shore if they saw light.  We put the tackle boxes high up on the
rocks with the ice chest and laid the blanket in as dry a spot as we could
find.

     Then we set up the rods and batted them with anchovies.  The three of
us waded out in the surf up to our knees.  We cast our lines out past the
braking surf.  Then we played out the line as we walked back up the beach.
When we were above the tide we set the rod stands in the sand and locked
the drag on the reels and put them in the stands.

     The night air was pretty warm because of a Santana-wind blowing west
from the inland deserts.  But with the bluff blocking the wind it had a
little chill to it.

     We went back to the blanket and opened three beers.  We sat back and
started talking.  Jim put his arm around me and said, "So Hugh tells me you
like having sex with him."

     I assured him that I liked it and liked watching them the week before.

     Jim was a big guy about 6 feet 3 inches and a chest like a lumberjack.
His brown hair was unkempt and he had beard of at least 2 or 3 days on his
face.  His hands looked baseball mitts.  As he drew me close to him he
rubbed my cheek with that stubble and it felt like sandpaper on my cheek.
I'm sure it was red even in the dark.  But was it from the scrapping or the
blushing?

     Uncle Hugh sat next to me and wrapped the three of us in another
blanket.  Having done so he got me to stand up and began pulling down my
pants.  He undressed me completely.  As I stood there facing them Jim
cupped my scrotum and dick in his massive hand.  He was so gentle with them
and he drew the dick forward and sucked it into his mouth.

     Uncle Hugh removed his clothes and stood there and put his dick in my
mouth.  While I was sucking him Jim stood up and removed his clothes.  He
was just running his hand up the crack of my ass when his reel let out a
noise as the line spun off the reel.  He ran down the beach nude and picked
up his rod. And set the butt in his navel and stared reeling the line in.
When the fin of the fish broke the surface of the shallow water we all knew
it was a yellow tail Tuna.  It was about 10 pounds of fish.

    Jim brought up the beach and put his fish in our five-gallon bucket and
rebated his hook.  He went back into the surf and cast out and put the rod
back in the stand.

     He rejoined us on the blanket and dried off.  Hugh was holding my head
in his hands and fucking my mouth.  He pulled out until just the head was
in my mouth as he pumped cum into my mouth.  When he was finished climaxing
he went to the ice chest and opened another beer as I swallowed his cum.
He lay on the blanket next to me as Jim started to feel me up.

     I was standing there in his arms as he ran his big hands all over my
body.  Jim just put me over Hugh and laid me down so that my dick was in
Hugh's mouth.  And my ass was up in the air.  Jim got behind me and guided
his dick into my asshole.  It was big and it stretched me open wide.  Jim
held me by my hips and fucked me deeply and soon he was filling my bowel
with his cum.  It was leaking out of my ass and dripping from my scrotum.
Hugh took my dick out of his mouth long enough to lick up all of Jim's cum.

     As Jim opened another beer I climaxed in Hugh's mouth.  But I was too
young to make cum.  It just felt good.

     We rested and drank our beer.  Every now and them our thoughts were
interrupted by the sound of the drag on the reels going off.  We had a bout
6 yellow tail and a couple of Opal eyes in the bucket wen we decided that
we had done enough fishing and gathered up our gear.  We were in no hurry
to get dressed.  While Jim was on his hands and knees sucking Hugh while he
was on his back, I got behind Jim and licked his asshole and stroked his
hanging meat.

     I got on my knees and put my dick in his asshole.  His was big enough
to that it opened up and I slid in.  He squeezed the muscles in his ass and
his sphincter gripped my dick hard as I fucked him.  When I climaxed I just
lay back on the blanket and took in large amounts of air.

     Hugh thanked me for priming the well and rolled Jim onto his back.  He
put his heels on his shoulders and fit his dick into Jim's ass.  Jim was
moaning his pleasure as Hugh pounded his hips against Jim's soft ass flesh.
I got up and knelt beside them and took Jim's dick in my hand and
masturbated him.  Hugh finally pulled his dick out and shot cum all over
Jim's scrotum, dick and my hand.

     Jim followed the lead and shot cum all the way up to his hairy chest.
Having done that we all wadded into the surf to rinse off.  We dried off
and put our clothes on.  We picked up the gear and headed back to the car.

     As we were putting everything in the trunk of the car the local
sheriff pulled up behind us and got out.  He was an old guy close to 50 at
least.  He checked out the night's catch.

     Then said this boy is kind of young for you boys to have out this late
fucking!

     We were shocked like we had just been doused with cold water.

     He said don't bother lying I sat out here with field glasses watching
you!

     We all though we were going to be busted, but he had other ideas.  He
said I should run all of you in and call your parents.  But I think I will
let you go this time, if you follow me into the bathroom here at the beach
showers and give me a good blowjob.

     We all followed him into the old green wooden building that was built
before World War II.  It was a two-story building with a lifeguard tower in
front of a brick semicircle breakwater to protect the building during
winter storms.  On the north side were about 6 showerheads to rinse off the
beach sand.  Bathrooms were at each end of the showers.

     The sheriff led us into the men's room and told Jim to undress Hugh
and fuck him.  He told me to take his dick out and suck him.  I unbuttoned
his uniform pants and put my hand in and pulled his dick out of his boxer
shorts.  As old as he was his dick was nice looking.  It had a foreskin
that gathered in the front of his gland like a fire hose nozzle.  When I
pulled the skin back the head was all wet and shinny.

     Jim had dropped Hugh's pants.  Hugh did not have shorts on.  So Jim
guided his half-stiff dick into Hugh asshole and took him by the hips as he
slapped his flesh against Hugh's ass.

     I was milking the sheriff's dick with my mouth as good as I knew how.
I almost choked as he cum in my mouth.  He held my head there until Jim
groaned as he came in Hugh's ass.

     The sheriff told us to get home and not get into any trouble or we
would pay for it.  As we got dressed and were leaving, he told me to look
him up tomorrow night at the coffee shop, around 7:30 p.m.  I want to know
you better son.


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