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Subject: {ASSM} My Great Uncle
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Date: Sat, 21 Apr 2007 11:10:03 -0400
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       My Great-Uncle George has been staying with us for several days
now, and we get along so well, you wouldn't think there's a forty year
difference in our ages. Today, he surprised my parents by telling mom
and dad that he was treating them to a romantic weekend getaway, in
Europe, and not to worry about me, that he would keep me in line. When
we got back home from the airport, Uncle George went upstairs, and
after washing the dishes, I went to talk to him. I knock on his
bedroom door. He opens it, dressed for bed and smiles a bit. "Please
come in. I want to talk to you about our weekend together, and the fun
were going to have." Uncle George is nearly sixty years old, but in
great shape, he's not in his usual suit, he's dressed only in a silk
robe that clings to his muscular body. I try not to stare, but I
can't. And I can't explain my feelings, but I know how much discipline
means to the old man, and sitting in a chair facing him, I need to
tell him how badly I've been misbehaving. I know he'll understand how
easily a nasty boy like me can be lured into trouble.

     "Umm, u-uncle George? You know how you want me to tell you if I
misbehave when you're not around? Well, you know that  old man who
lives down the street, Mr Smith?" He shifts in his chair and crosses
his arms, waiting for more. "Have you been a bad boy, Bobby?"  His
voice is stern, but I can see his cock tenting the silk robe. He rubs
himself as I confess. "W-well, Uncle George, when you were out of
town, Mr Smith saw me cutting the lawn and asked me to help him over
at his house.  "Yes, Bobby, I understand he's wanted you for as long
as I can remember. I want you to tell me everything."  I stand in
front of him, and he spreads his legs lewdly so I can see his massive
erection peaking out from under his robe, his eyes are shiny as they
roam up and down my 18 year old body. I feel that I have to tell him
the whole story. He whispers, "Come here, boy. Tell me everything you
did with him , and don't leave anything out." as he slips his  hand
under the robe. I stand between his spread legs, watching him pull his
enormous cock from under the sheer material, and his face is stern as
he begins stroking it.
      "Well, I was wearing those really tight faded cutoffs, you know
the ones you say will get me in trouble? I guess Mr Smith likes them
on me, because as soon as were inside, he gives me a beer and tells me
to sit on the couch with him and then he locks the door. I notice he
can't take his eyes off of me, which makes me very nervous, I wasn't
sure if I should stay."  Uncle George is smiling now, looking at how
tight my jeans are, how my ass and and long muscular legs fill them
out.  "Should I have left then, Uncle George?"  Uncle George doesn't
answer me immediately, and I can see that his cock is  getting so
hard, as he rubs it through the silk. His other hand touches my leg,
it's so warm. He clears his throat. "In this case, Bobby, I think you
did the right thing." Both his hands rest on my hips and he pulls me
between his widely spread legs, so that our cocks rub gently.  "Bobby,
Mr Smith is a very old lonely man." Uncle's hands rub my ass. "Now,
tell me everything ..and I mean everything" he says softly, as his
inner thighs clamp around my thighs,and I watch his erection growing.

 "Okay Uncle George, where was I? Oh yeah, Mr Smith gives me a beer
and tells me he has lots of stuff to make a teenager feel good" He
watches how my cutoffs ride way up high, how he can see my balls, and
I can see how his eyes are on my cock. As I finish the beer he gets me
another and sits close to me on the couch and  he switches on a porn
video.  My god,Uncle George, I've never seen anything like what was on
those tapes. I can't help getting excited, and he watches me rub
myself and how my cock gets harder as we watch the movie.  He touches
my leg and leans over so that his lips brush my ear. "I am glad you
can keep an old fart company, Bobby. Tell me, do you have any
girlfriends? " His strong fingers rub higher on my bare leg and Mr
Smith watches the effect this has on me  "Bobby, can you stay for
awhile?" His touch still makes me nervous, and I begin to tell him
that I need to go home..."I really should be going, Mr Smith  .." His
tongue explores my ear, as his hand slowly rubs higher on my leg.
"Bobby, don't lie to me. I know you're all alone over there, and I
want you to stay. I guarantee you'll have lots of fun." My eyes go
from his groping hand to his growing cock, to the porn movie.

     I start to weaken., and he senses my submission and how I can't
keep my eyes off the gay porn. With a moan, I feel his fingers slip
under the edge of my cutoffs and see his hand sliding under my
cutoffs. He cups my hard cock. "Mmm, very nice son, I guess you like
the movie, don't you? Well, I got a lot of tapes and lots of beer, and
my buddies will be here soon, and I love to party with cute young boys
like you." I drink another beer, to settle my nerves. "I dunno if I
should be drinking Mr Clark, I gotta go home..get to my c-chores.." He
doesn't believe me,and runs his other hand through my hair. "Shhh,
relax, sweetheart, you'll be perfectly safe with me, Bobby."  I feel
his hand wrap around my swollen cock. I drink a third beer as his hand
slides around under my shorts .. feeling me up ..pushing me onto my
back as his fingers wrap around my cock.I manage to stammer
"Please ...I don't know if I should." His whisper is hot in my ear.
"Sure you should, baby... lay back and enjoy. I've learned a lot of
things in 60 years, and I plan to show you how men have fun together."
His tongue slides into my ear as his other hand is massaging my thigh
sensually, working higher up my smooth inner legs.   I see how hard
his cock is . It's rock hard as he puts his arm around my shoulder and
pulls me back aginst him.

     He cups my balls and covers my mouth with his own. His long
tongue slides over my own , in and out, as he slides his hand under my
tee shirt . "Your nips are hard, little girl, just like  your cock.
He  unzips my cutoffs and leans down to start sucking me off. That's
when I tell him "I need to leave." and pull my shorts and then my
jeans on. Was I wrong to go over there Uncle George?"  Uncle George
caresses my ass through my jeans and our cocks rub against the others
as he whispers   "Lets get those jeans off little scout." as he
unsnaps my jeans.
Then his hand slides up my back and he grabs my hair and pulls my
mouth to his own, as his other hand tugs my zipper down and then he
slips his finger under the waist band and pulls my jeans down. His
hand in my hair pulls my mouth to his own. I'm beginning to have
thoughts that I really ought to leave.. but mom and dad are out of
town, and Uncle George's mouth and tongue change  my mind. Then his
mouth finds my cock and he takes me down his velvety hot throat.
Deeper down my cock his mouth slides...as his hand massages my ass. I
come violently and he swallows my load, milking every drop, sucking my
cock slowly. I hear myself moan "Oh my god yes Uncle George.. "  as
sucking noises fill his bedroom.

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