This is the account of the first of five nights that studly 18 year old Mikey spends together with Mike, the 24-year old uncle he idolizes, and Mike's fascinating and beautiful 22-year old fiancé Alice. The room was completely dark. But my senses had never been so alert! I was sitting in an chair upholstered in a rather nubby fabric and with any tiny motion, any slight shifting, my naked arms...
Dad and I were lying on the floor exhausted from our long greeting to each other after his trip. As I hugged my dad there was a knock at the front door. Dad got up fast and asked if I would get it as he went back to the bathroom. I got up and instead of looking for my shorts I just answered it by pokin’ out my head. I opened the door and it was Troy from next door. Troy only had on his usual cut...
One Saturday my dad went to work for some overtime and that left my Uncle and I to do the chores around the house. I had just gotten through mowing and was putting the tractor away when I noticed Jeb behind the barn. Jeb was a couple years my junior and lived on the property next door. His house was actually about a half mile from ours but he was still our neighbor. I waved him over and asked...
The next morning I woke to the phone ringing. It was my dad. He asked me to go to my Aunt's house and help her move some stuff around. From the way it sounded it was gonna’ be an all day thing. I agreed and asked how the trip was. He said things should wrap up in the morning and he may be home just after lunch. I said that would be great and put my imagination to work. I went to my aunt’s and...
After Mike and Steve had their shower, and they dressed, this time in tee shirts and shorts, it was at last time to part. Steve drew a big envelope from his backpack, and handed it to Mike. "It's a set of photos of me, and a some of me and Mark together. I have your addresses, and as soon as I have developed and printed the pix I shot back home, I'll mail you copies." He and Mike embraced...
Part 14. During a cross-country drive together, Mikey, a studly 18-year old finds himself intimate for the first time with Mike, his namesake 24-year old uncle whom he's idolized all his life. Steve is the 20-year old collegiate gymnast who hitches a ride with them. We all awoke as the bright, early morning sun stole into the room. Mike and I were in each others' arms, and Steve's front...
During a cross-country drive together, Mikey, a studly 18-year old finds himself intimate for the first time with Mike, his namesake 24-year old uncle whom he's idolized all his life. Steve is the 20-year old collegiate gymnast who hitches a ride with them. "So," Steve asked, "Mikey, tell me what do you know about this dude ranch? And what kinda experience do you have with horses?" ...
During a cross-country drive together, Mikey, a studly 18-year old finds himself intimate for the first time with Mike, his namesake 24-year old uncle whom he's idolized all his life. Steve is the 20-year old collegiate gymnast who hitches a ride with them. As I-80 threaded its way through the Rockies and made its descent into the basin of the Great Salt Lake, we were totally engrossed in the...
The next morning dad had to leave for three days to take care of some lines up state. We had agreed the night before that I would sleep in his room from now on. Nothing much happened after what happened on the deck. We simply had dinner then climbed into bed and held each other before going to sleep. In the morning I felt dad kiss my forehead then he got up and dressed for work and filled an...
I live on one of those country roads where some houses are right on top of one another and some houses seem a football field away. Our house is right on top of another house on the right side, but there is no house on the left side for what seems to be one of those football fields. The house on the right belonged to an old man that died a year or so ago. It along with a fully operational...
I felt quite strange that night as I kissed my girlfriend. Knowing that an hour before I was sucking her dad’s cock. I stayed over that night and went to work before anyone else got up. I didn't see much of "dad" over the next few days but that was to change. It was mid week and my girl and I had been making out in her room. I had just pulled my cock out of her pussy and shot my load over her...
My girlfriend and I were both 19 and had been dating for 10 months. We had a good sex life, quite adventurous even to the extent of swinging. We had joined a couples club and had many a good time in the ‘chill out lounge’. Saturday night was couples only but Friday’s single guys were allowed in. It was through these adventures I started looking at guys in a different way. Many times I had...
“So what about this ranch?” I asked, changing the conversation’s direction. “Well,” Steve said, “I’d better start at the beginning. My mom’s folks own a ranch. Technically, I suppose, you’d have to say they own two ranches, but they are side by side and these days operated as one. They located in Carbon County. Rawlins is the county seat; we went through there about two hours after we...
Steve had emptied out his backpack and put in a clean tee shirt and shorts, his little toilet kit, and he was ready to roll, almost. He also stuck in a big envelope. Outside, he asked Mike to back the truck up to the garage, and he gestured to a large outbuilding close by. It had a conventional door on one end, and four overhead doors on each long side of the building. Steve and I entered...
As he lay between my legs, Steve and I were still grasping each other’s arms. His arms were extended over his head to meet mine, as I reached down to hold his. He let loose of my left arm and reached over and took Mike’s right hand in his, and squeezed both Mike’s hand and my right arm. He said, “The other thing I want is that I can’t stand to part from you guys yet. I want to stay with you...
Upstairs, Mike and I climbed into the big king bed in the guest room, frankly exhausted. And moments later, just as Mike was getting ready to click off the bedside lamp, Steve, like us totally nude, entered the room and said, “Guys, can I sleep with you?” With the brightest of smiles we kicked back the covers and reached out and pulled him in. Three things I already knew about Steve, who was...
We had been in the truck for hours and hours and were ready for some stretching. We stopped at a big rest stop, and after answering the call of nature, Mike went to the back of the truck and rummaged through the cardboard box of miscellaneous stuff he’d cleaned out of his closet back home and grabbed his old football. The three of us (in just our running shorts) ran a few laps around the picnic...
The next morning, I awoke spooned with my uncle, my back and rear tight against his firm but plush chest and belly, one of his wonderful arms draped around my waist; and my head lay upon the bicep of his other, folded arm. Leaving his left arm on my stomach where it was, he pulled the other one away, and leaned upon his elbow, and tenderly kissed my ear, and whispered, “Good morning, Little...
Mike dialed Alice’s number, and getting her machine, left a message. We went out to grab some supper, and, getting back to the room, we stripped down for bed, planning to get up early the next day: We had a long haul, planning to make it all the way to Cheyenne. We crawled into the queen bed, leg to leg, shoulder to shoulder, and divided up this morning’s New York Times. The phone rang. Mike...
We stopped in Galena, Illinois that night; early enough to check into a motel, and quickly getting some directions from the desk clerk, went out for a brisk four-mile run around the pretty old town. We ran in just the same shorts we’d being “wearing” all day. My uncle was a regular jogger, and in great shape, but since I’d been in training for three sports all the year round, I found it was no...
This wasn't the typical 'motel,' but a 'motor hotel,' and our room was on the third floor, and its easterly windows faced a large pasture; we had not pulled the drapes closed and morning sun filled the room and slanted across the bed--and across me, still safely in the arms of my dear uncle, my face buried in his fuzzy chest. The raking rays brightly picked out his manly, but angelic face, and...
My mother married young; I was born when she was only 18. Her younger brother was only 6 when I was born. We lived only three doors away from mom's folks, and my uncle was like a god to me. When I was 9, he was 15, and kayaking in the Pennsylvania mountains, and shooting rats at the Doylestown borough dump. He was the star on his high school baseball team, an enormously talented second...
Off a small road in north-central Indiana, we pulled into an obviously little used lane between a wood lot and a pasture. And 500 feet down the lane there was a turnout to a rutted drive into the wood lot, where we turned in. We got from the cooler the last of the egg salad sandwiches and carrot sticks my mom had packed for us, and had a pleasant little picnic parked in the shady grove, with...
I was barely able to understand what he was saying, but there was my uncle already in shorts at 6 am in the morning telling me it was time to go fishing. I really didn’t think he meant this early, but I slowly got out of bed and headed to the shower...he said, “Don’t bother...we can take a dip in the pond.” So I pulled on some shorts and sneakers and followed him out to the truck. He already had...
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