From: D One <doned88@yahoo.com>
Subject: Uncle Jon
Date: Sun, 11 Jul 1999 17:22:36 GMT

There was lots of laughter as they played. Jon struggled to walk from the
bathroom back to the living room with Karl wrapped around his leg.

Karl had just finished bathing and the fun began as his Uncle Jon was toweling
him dry...then tickling him. The boy was rolling on the floor and barely could
pull on his pajamas as the man continued to torture him.

He grabbed the man's leg and held on like a jungle animal holding a tree
trunk..his arms locked around the mans thick thigh. And as the man walked Karl
squeezed to stay on.

The orgasm was one of the best that week as Karl remembered this part of his
childhood. He and Uncle Jon had always had a great relationship even before
Karl's Dad died. His mom loved the idea of Uncle Jon helping out with the kids
since then too. But Karl was too old for the type of rough housing he used to
do then.

Although there were wonderful times on the beach when he and his brothers
would pile on top of the man as they used to do with their father.

"You ready?" His mother yelled at the door. Karl sighed and threw his bare
legs over the side of the bed yelling that he'd be down in a minute. It was
the time he had looked forward to for years. Yet the closer he got to his
graduation , Karl regretted the time had come.

He quickly wiped his sperm off his smooth stomach and chest..and laughed when
he saw some had landed in his hair too. "God you have the biggest loads" his
brothers had said when they jacked off together. It seemed something to be
proud of...but couldn't brag about to any of his own friends.

Karl stood in the hot sun with the black robe he wore making him hotter. He
ignored his mother and wore shorts underneath..and put his white shirt and tie
on over the tank top he'd be wearing as soon as the ceremoney ended.

There were pictures to be taken before that however. Karl stood with his
mother, brothers and his Uncle Jon. That was a suprise. His Uncle had flown in
from across the country for the occasion and that pleased Karl.

He hadn't seen the man since last summer..and the all too brief visit left
Karl sad as always.

He felt the mans hand on his shoulders and that made Karl feel warmer. When
Uncle Jon's hand moved down his back and grabbed one of his buttocks, Karl got
turned on....as he had before.

"When we have the chance, I've got a surprise for you" Jon whispered in his
ear then kissed him on the cheek. That wasn't unusual. The family was always
hugging and kissing each other. Even his Dad used to do that...despite the
embarassment it caused Karl or his brothers in public.

He stood watching the water, the sun setting and the sailboats gliding across
the horizen. The mans hands on his bare shoulders made him feel better. The
entire family had flown to Uncle Jon's house the summer after his brother,
their Dad had died. The group took occupancy of Jon's two bedroom condo and
made it theirs. Jon didn't seem to mind..in fact he seemed to have as much fun
as they.

Karl's body, warmed all day by the sun, shivered as the mans hands moved down
his back bone then surrounded him and held him tight against his own body
while they watched the sun.

Karl knew what was about to happen and it did. Uncle Jon talked about his
brother and Karl's sorrow. He didn't want to talk about it..he had hidden his
reaction for so long so his mother and brothers wouldn't cry. He was the
oldest and as a teen needed to appear strong.

But the moment, the security he felt with Uncle Jon and the hands that kneeded
him to relaxing more and more...and Karl was soon crying and turned to hold
onto the man just as he used to as a little kid.

"Come on" Jon said shaking Karl from his memory.

He listened and felt like his head was suddenly in a fog. Karl nodded and then
felt guilty.

"It's ok honey" the sound of his mother said startling him. He turned around
as she smiled at him. 

College in California, living with Uncle Jon, learnnig to surf, being on his
own, "like roommates" Jon had said.

And before he could think of what it all meant, Karl was standing at baggage
claim in Los Angeles waiting for all his belongings he could stuff into trunks
and suitcases to appear.

They walked barefoot on the wet sand that night. It was as if time had jumped
from one existance to the other. He was a baby running naked through the
hallways with his Mother, Father and Uncle Jon chasing him one moment and now
he was barechested, barefoot, wearing jams and listening to seagulls and
waves.

The pizza was delicious..better then any Karl could remember eating back in
Indiana.

The beer was a surprise....but his Uncle didn't make a big thing out of it. He
just opened two bottles and put one in front of Karl.

He was exhausted. 

"We'll fix your room up tommorrow..I have to get all the computer junk out of
there first" Jon said.

He barely made it through the Tonight Show while laying on the couch with his
Uncle's arms surrounding him. He asked if they could go see the show sometime
and heard the answer he expected.

The shower felt warm, and the sight of his naked Uncle outside the shower
curtain made him excited. He knew what he wanted to do...but thought he should
wait awhile.

Steppingout of the shower, Karl didn't hide himself as he toweled dry and let
his Uncle take over drying his back, buttocks and legs.

"Remember the time..." Karl recounted the memory that coaxed some of his best
masturbation times.

Uncle Jon laughed.

They walked into the hallway....a turning point for Karl. "There are blankets
and sheets on the couch" he said "we'll fix your room up  tommorrow" he
repeated.

They faced each other and hugged. The feeling of the mans body against his
couldn't hide his erection and Karl decided not to try.

"Can I sleep with you?" he looked into the mans face. Their eyes stared for
what seemed like hours..though it was a fraction of as second.

Jon turned and went into his bedroom. Karl followed.