Date: Wed, 19 Aug 2009 15:27:48 -0700 (PDT)
From: redcock28 (at) yahoo (dot) com
Subject: The Marine and His Nephew: Chapter 3

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The Marine and His Nephew

Chapter 3: Next Morning

Seated at McDonalds uncle and nephew are eating their Sausage Egg McMuffin
meals and drinking coffee in silence. Derek is still bewildered by his
nephew's lewd behavior since they met in the bar less than twenty-four
hours ago. The Marine was caught up in a quandary, but he was also
horny. He was questioning whether it was proper for his nephew to be so
bold as to want to fuck his uncle upon first meeting. As the two sat eating
Derek is entertaining lecherous thoughts about his hot younger nephew's
ass. After finishing their mini meals Boyd says, "So, how do the civilian
clothes feel, Uncle Derek?"

"Great," the uncle replied, "I'm sure glad we're the same size. Otherwise
I'd be outa luck, wearin my uniform today."

"Let me call Aunt Janice to see if she can locate your folks," Boyd said
punching the buttons on his cell phone, "You're gonna have to get one of
these if you plan survivin in today's civilized world."

Aunt Janice answered and after a brief conversation with Boyd she wanted to
speak to Derek. She welcomed her nephew home and told him that there was an
extra set of keys to the house at the real estate company his parents
owned. Derek's aunt told him that there was a person that went by the house
everyday to feed the animals. She said that she'd call the manager and tell
her that the Callahan's oldest son was coming by to pick up the extra keys,
and she would also leave a message for Derek's parents to call him on
Boyd's cell and the house phone. Derek thanked his aunt for her help and
told her he'd see her as soon as he had transportation and could get away.

Derek and Boyd's aunt lived about one hundred miles away in another
town. The two continued sipping their coffee. Derek asked his nephew, "So
what made you choose to go to college here and what's your major?"

"The university had the history major discipline that interested me and the
department consented to let me do an independent study in the area of
Viking culture and history. I'm interested in the Vikings and how they
relate to our ancestry. I plan on going on to grad school after I
graduate. I want to be a history professor."

Wow! Derek exclaimed, "My nephew the professor."

"Yeah, but that's about eight years down the road; however, I've just about
got the Callahan heritage here in America nailed down," Boyd said.

"What have you discovered thus far about our family?" Derek asked.

"Our Scottish ancestry came from the north western area of
Scotland. There's Scandinavian-Viking blood mixed with our early Scottish
blood. I think that because our Callahan clan has got some of that Viking
blood coursing through our veins that's why we are so robust and maybe why
we are blessed with larger than average size sexual organs."

"I'll have to agree with that, all the Callahan's that I've seen are big
boys and do have larger than average sex organs. Also there seem to be a
lot of blond and red headed folks in our clan," Derek said, "Furthermore, I
think that the Callahan men are highly sexed. I wonder if that's from the
Viking blood?"

"I haven't got that far yet with my studies," Boyd said with a laugh, "From
what I can determine our forefathers came to America around the mid to late
1700s as skilled craftsmen. Many settled in the Nova Scotia area before
migrating west to Minnesota, Michigan and Wisconsin where most of our clan
ended up settling and where we've pretty much stayed," Boyd responded to
his uncle's question.

"So, what made you decide to major in History?" Derek asked, "Other than
the fact you're interested in our heritage."

"History, Geography and Social Studies were the classes I excelled in grade
school and high school. I never did well in math or science, so it was
really a no brainer for me. I knew I probably wasn't gonna be a doctor or
rocket scientist."

"I'm glad to hear you are enjoyin your college experience and found an area
you really enjoy. I may give it a try after I get settled," Derek said.

"Let me know if you decide to get your feet wet. I know a lot of people and
got a lot of friends at the university, Boyd said, "Hey, let's get the fuck
out of here and go over to pickup them keys so you can get into your
house."

The two drove over to the office where Derek was met by the office
manager. After a short introductory conversation she gave him the set of
keys and codes to the house. She said that she'd left a message for Derek's
parents to call him. She asked if he was going to be around to feed the
animals. If so she'd cancel feeding them. He assured her that he'd feed
them. The boys left the real estate office heading back to Boyd's
apartment. When they arrived Derek asked his nephew, "Why don't you spend
the night with me? Better yet the whole fuckin weekend; give us time to get
better acquainted."

"Sure," Boyd replied, "Do we need to pickup anything at the grocery store?"

"Maybe some beer," Derek said with a laugh.

Boyd threw a change of underwear and socks in a small bag along with
toiletries and a couple special items. Once he was ready he said, "Let's
get the fuck outa here."

Derek was somewhat surprised that Boyd hadn't made one of his salacious
sexual remarks thus far, but the day wasn't over. He was secretly hopeful
that when they got to his house there might be an opening for the two of
them to engage in more conversation that might lead to some sex play. As
they drove to Derek's house he asked his nephew, "I don't mean to be nosy,
but why don't you have a boyfriend? Surely, in a town this size with a
university there's got to be at least one guy that would like to be goin to
bed with hot guy like you."

Boyd replied, "First off, I'm not openly gay, so that makes things a little
difficult."

"I truly understand that. Same with Jason and me."

"I broke up with my last boyfriend six months ago over some silly bullshit
thing. I don't even remember what, but I think it was the size of my dick."

"I thought all gay guys preferred big dicks."

"Not really. Some do, but not all. Big dicks are nice to look at and play
with, but they can be a pain in the ass, no pun intended," Boyd replied,
"You've seen me, how big do you think I go erect?"

"Bigger than me that's for damn sure; at least, from what I saw of you in a
flaccid state and when you got out of bed this morning."

"I think the girth of mine dick is what scares a lot of guys off. They see
it all boned up and there's no way they want to take it up their ass," Boyd
said. "I think maybe only guys that are into fisting enjoy a huge cock
stuffed up their ass. Mine is well over seven inches in circumference,
about the thickness of an eight ounce Redbull can."

"Wow! That is a big thick cock, and you wanted to fuck me with that
monster? Mine's a little over seven inches long and only five and half
inches around," Derek said with laughter, "And by the way I'm not into
fisting either."

"Another thing is not too many guys can fit my dick in their mouth and the
ones that can only take about the first three inches."

Derek thought himself that it was his turn to be suggestive, "Maybe when we
get to the house and settled in I can try to see how much I can
swallow. I've got a pretty big mouth."

"I didn't mean to scare you with all my talk about fuckin you, Boyd said,
"That's just me."

"Hell, you didn't scare me. I don't think anything scares me after what
I've been through," Derek replied, "Maybe, you just caught me off guard
bein so forward."

"What I was really hoping for was to have you to fuck me. Although I'm
versatile I'm a bottom slut and you've got one hot looking dick. So,
anytime you're ready I'm lookin forward to suckin it and havin you fuck me
anytime you care to."

"The same with me," Derek said, "Sounds as though we've got a lot in
common. Oh God, I just loved it when Jason would fuck me. He taught me a
lot about love making; in fact, he was the first guy I ever kissed on the
lips."

"You're kidding," Boyd replied.

"Prior to Jason all I'd done was just physical sex with other guys no
romantic involvement. We'd just get down to get off."

"I think that's how it generally begins when we're younger. No romance just
sex. Maybe we can see what happens tonight. I think I'd enjoy something
light and playful tonight. I'm lookin forward to sharin your bed with you
this afternoon or tonight," Boyd replied.

"There's the house," Derek said.

Boyd pulled into the short driveway and began pressing button on the key
fob, hoping it worked. He didn't want to get out of his car and manually
put the code in. Luckily, the big gate began rolling back on its track
allowing us entry to the property. Boyd drove on up the cured driveway
parking under the main portico. As the boys got out of the car they could
hear the dogs barking in the back. Derek decided to enter the house first
to disable the alarm before going out back to meet the dogs.

Once the alarm was turned off Derek made his way to the kitchen to see if
there were any doggy treats; sure enough there was a box on the counter. In
the meantime Boyd was bringing in the supplies they'd pickup at the
store. Derek reached into the box grabbing a handful of treats. He
carefully opened the back door. He didn't want the two full size
Rottweilers pushing past him bounding inside. His mother threw fits when
the big dogs came inside, yet her yappy little mother fucking lap dog had
the run of the house.

Derek eased outside giving commands, rewarding the dogs with treats. They
hadn't forgotten him and were happy to see him or maybe it was the
treats. Derek had raised the one from a pup he found abandon on the
road. The other was full grown dog that came from the shelter. Both dogs
were gentle creatures, but could be aggressive when strangers lurked around
the house. After petting the dogs and feeding them treats Derek returned to
the house where Boyd was putting the beer and food in the fridge.

Once Boyd finished putting supplies away the two bounded up the stairs to
check out Derek's room. Nothing had changed since he was last in the room a
little over a year ago. The room was clean and as Derek pulled back the
comforter he could smell the freshness of the linens beneath. From the bed
he made his way to the bathroom. After his parents bought the house years
before his dad had done an extensive remodel on the old house, especially
the bathrooms and kitchen.

Derek was looking forward to soaking in the big two person Jacuzzi tub in
the bathroom. After Derek and Boyd finished touring the upstairs the phone
rang. The caller was the office manager wanting to make sure that Derek had
gained entry and was able to disarm the alarm system. After a brief
conversation Derek hung the phone up returning to his bedroom. Body was
lying on his bed and said, "Damn, this is one phat bed, Dude."

"Yeah, it's got one of those toppers on it," Derek said, "Mom got them a
couple years ago for all the beds in the house. Of course she got the best
one for her and dad's bed, but still those things do make a difference. I'm
sure gonna enjoy sleepin in my bed compared to the shit places I slept over
in Afghanistan."

"I bet you're happy to be outa there and back home safe and sound," Boyd
said.

"You know it. Hey let's go down stairs, grab a beer, kick back and chill."

The boys bounded down the stairs. Something that if Derek's mother was home
she would have chastised the boys about. Once in the kitchen Boyd grabbed a
couple of beers from the fridge. As the two began drinking their beers
Derek asked his nephew, "So, when was the first time you had any idea that
you might be inclined towards guys more so than girls?"

"Probably in junior high school; about the time we began showering after
gym class, Boyd said, "And then I started wrestling in eight grade. That's
where I met my first partner. We just fooled around comparing our cocks and
jackin each other off at first."

"Sounds a lot like what happened to me."

Derek went on explaining to his nephew about how his mother had caught him
and his cousin playing with each other in the bathtub when they were nine
and ten. He then went onto into how he and his cousins would experiment
sexually. As the beers continued Derek told Boyd about his sexual exploits
and how things progress through junior high and high school too. Finally,
as the boys finished their last beer he told his nephew about how he met
Jason and how they eventually fell in love. How sex became more than sex
just to get a nut to them; it became lovemaking. Suddenly, Derek broke down
crying. Boyd moved over closer holding, trying to console his uncle.