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Whenever mom and dad decided to head up the mountains to gamble in Reno, they usually left my sister with the neighbors and their daughters, so I got to go to Uncle Jerry's. Now, Uncle Jerry wasn't really my uncle, but he was a long-time friend of my mom's family that was always at the Thanksgiving and Christmas gatherings, and someone who always treated me like I was special. So, the 'Uncle' tag just seemed to fit.
Uncle Jerry was about half-way between my age and my parent's ages, which helped to foster the closeness I felt with him. He was an adult, but still enough of a kid to make me feel like I fit in with him. I had a perfect mix between paternal figure and pal in him.
It was hard not to like Uncle Jerry. He was tall and stout, with a mop of curly blond hair and the most infectious laugh. He was quick with the jokes, and generous with horseplay and hugs. His hands and arms were huge, but always gentle. He rode a motorcycle whenever the weather was good (and always had a ride "saved" for me), and drove a rustbucket of a Jeep in the winter. He spoke of many girlfriends he had, and of faraway places he had visited during his stint with the Navy. It was 1968, and he was what this 10-year-old wanted to be.
I liked staying at my Uncle Jerry's house. Well, it wasn't a house, but I didn't know what else to call an apartment at that time. It was a "man's place", without frilly curtains or bedspreads, or tablecloths and lace doilies. He'd order pizza to be delivered, and we'd play Parcheesi, or Yahtzee, or crazy 8's for what seemed like all night. And then it would be time to go to bed. Uncle Jerry always let me sleep in his big bed (well, it sure was bigger than mine), while he would take the couch for the night. I would dutifully go off to the bedroom and get undressed and jump into the big bed, after which Uncle Jerry would come in and tuck me in tightly.
Then he'd kiss my forehead, ask if I wanted a light left on (I always did), and tell me "Good night, little man," as he left the room and closed the bedroom door behind him. Then, in the pale light of the small bedside lamp, I would reach down under the bed and pull out a couple of the magazines that I knew Uncle Jerry kept there. I'd settle back against the pillow and open one of the usual dog-eared issues of Playboy, find a pictorial of one of the ubiquitous large-breasted underwear, and eagerly play with my young cock.
While I didn't know what they were called back then, I've been able to achieve very pleasant orgasms for as long as I could remember. My orgasms always felt good, enough to make my legs stiffen and bounce as I pumped my little hard-on between my fingers and thumbs. And getting a hard-on was no problem, especially when helped by the glossy photos of full tits on nubile bodies.
Then one night I found a different magazine. It was about half the size of the Playboys, with thicker paper. I opened it up, wondering what women were in this one. But, there weren't any women in it. The pictures were all of men! Naked men. Naked men with hairy chests and hair all around their dicks. Playing with themselves like I liked to play with my own self. But these men had HUGE, stiff cocks, and enormous balls. I was immediately spellbound.
I felt a surging in my little dick; a tingling and sudden hardness that needed to be satisfied. I pored over the pages of the little book, staring at the pictures of beautifully veined, best orgasm I'd ever experienced by that time in my life. My whole body seemed to be electrified, and I audibly whimpered in pleasure with a sound that seemed to come from somewhere other than me. It was then I heard Uncle Jerry's footsteps approaching, and I rushed to pull the covers up over me again as he opened the door and stuck his head in.
"You okay in there, little man?" he asked cautiously, looking about with concern.
"Yeah," I nodded, breathlessly. My heart was in my throat, partly from my excitement, and partly from the fear of being discovered.
Uncle Jerry cocked his head at me, and his brow furrowed. He stepped into the room and walked over to the bed, putting his hand to my forehead.
"You're flushed," he said, moving his hand from my forehead and gently putting the back of it to my cheek. "And warm. Geez, you're almost panting! Are you feeling sick, Donny? Donny?"
I didn't answer. I couldn't answer. I was frozen in awe.
"Donny?"
I was speechless, and staring as if hypnotized. In his haste to check up on me, Uncle Jerry had come into the room without grabbing any clothing. He stood there next to the bed, absolutely naked. And my eyes had fixed themselves on the beautiful penis hanging between my Uncle Jerry's meaty thighs.
"Hey!" Fingers gently lifted my chin, turning up my face until my gaze settled on Uncle Jerry's worried features. "What's up, Donny?"
"I'm... okay," I croaked, trying to steal another glance at my uncle's penis. "I'm okay."
Uncle Jerry looked to the floor next to the bed, then bent over to pick up another magazine. As he stood up, he pulled back the covers to find the ones that I had brought into bed with me. Pulling the covers down further revealed my naked body, with my underwear knotted at my ankles.
"Oh, boy," sighed Uncle Jerry in the kind of tone one reserves for dread. His eyes then focused on the magazine with the naked men that had become my focus. "Oh, geez," came his next breathy remark.
"I-I'm sorry, Uncle Jerry!" I said, tears starting to sting my eyes. "I'm really sorry!"
Uncle Jerry sat down on the edge of the bed and drew me into his arms as the first sobs threatened to escape me. He held me tightly against his furry chest, comforting me.
"What are you sorry for, little man?" asked my uncle, stroking my hair as he lay back onto the bed and settled in next to me.
"That- that- that I got into your stuff and-"
"Hey, it's no big deal, little man. No big deal unless you want to make it a big deal." His warm words and gentle caress settled me down, particularly in light of the soothing warmth I could feel as I lay with my bare skin against his. "Did you think I'd get mad?"
I nodded, my face still buried against his massive chest.
He sighed. "Well, I'm not really going to be mad, but your mom and dad wouldn't take to well to you finding these books. Damned careless of me to leave these around for you to find so easily."
"I... I like them." I said into his musky skin, feeling somewhat embarrassed. "They make me... make my..."
"Do they excite you?" I could feel Uncle Jerry's heart beat harder when he asked me.
"Uh, huh," I replied. "They make my... wiener get hard." I was suddenly glad that my uncle couldn't see my face as I admitted my secret.
Uncle Jerry chuckled with a low sound that rose deep from within him.
"They make your little dick hard?" he asked. I nodded. "Like the ones in the pictures?"
I finally pulled my head away from my uncle's warm pecs and looked at him excitedly.
"Kinda... but not THAT big!" I said in a way that made Uncle Jerry laugh.
"And what do you want to do after your dick gets hard from seeing the pictures?" he asked.
I averted his eyes as I answered, feeling embarrassed again.
"I want to play with it. With my... dick."
"It feels good, doesn't it?" I nodded enthusiastically, still looking away. He turned my face towards his again. "Well, Donny, it's supposed to feel good. And it's perfectly normal."
"It is?"
"Well, hell, yeah!" chuckled Uncle Jerry. "That's why they make books like those. I like looking at them. They make my dick hard, too. Why do you think I buy them?"
I shrugged.
"'Cuz I like to play with my dick, too, Donny. Just like every other guy."
We were lying on our sides, facing each other. I stole a quick look at the thick member that lay across my uncle's thigh, like an extra person between us. It looked better than the ones in the books to me.
"If mine was a big as yours, I'd play with it all the time!"
Uncle Jerry laughed again. "Yours will grow soon enough."
"I don't think it will ever get THIS big," I said as I reached down and touched the third member in the bed. The contact with my uncle's cock was like a sudden shock coursing though both of us.
"You probably shouldn't do that, little man," he sighed, although there was real no admonishment in his tone.
"I thought you said it was okay?" I asked, fingering the length of it.
Uncle Jerry cleared his throat. "Well, it's okay to play with your own dick, but..."
"But, what?" I queried, my attentions focused more on the heft of his member as I lifted it from its resting spot on his thigh. I encircled it with my hand and squeezed it, amazed at its size and thickness.
"You kinda need... permission..." he said, trying to do the right thing, to find the right words, "...to play with... someone else's body."
By now, Uncle Jerry's dick was throbbing in my hand while my heart pounded in my chest. It was clearly getting firmer and longer, and I wasn't sure when it would stop. But I wanted to find out.
"Can I?" I asked. "Can I have permission to play with you?"
Uncle Jerry did not speak, but kissed the top of my head and reached down to guide my hands in pumping the length of his rock-hard cock, helping me set a rhythm as I used both hands to stroke his hard-on. In my own excited state, my dick was poking straight out from my own body. I was fascinated at the size difference in our penises, especially when I could make such a close-up comparison; it was like the difference between a finger and an arm. And it was so much better than the pictures in the book. This one was REAL!
The head of my little cock made repeated contact with the huge head on my uncle's massive tool as I pumped it for him, and it sent chills through my young flesh every time they touched. And something was oozing that made my head both sticky and slick. The sensation was wonderful!
"I wish my dick was this big," I said breathlessly.
Uncle Jerry rolled onto his back, his head and shoulders slightly propped with a pillow against the headboard. "It is, Donny... 'cuz this is gonna be your dick tonight!"
He guided me up until I was in a sitting position on his belly with my back to him. He spread my legs and scooted me down until his massive erection was poking up between my small thighs. And there, as his cock still seemed to tower over my own, I was about to make it my own.
"Go ahead and play with you new dick, Donny!"
I immediately reached down and fumbled with the thick member that was trying to caress my own like a mother to a child. I started to masturbate it like I would my own dick, with a thumb and two fingers from each hand, making short, quick strokes, all while staring at it and happily imagining that this was my own new, huge cock. I was loving every second of it.
More of the clear liquid that had earlier smeared on the head of my little hard-on started to bubble up from the opening in my uncle's cockhead, quickly coating my small fingers. At first I thought he might be peeing, but I dismissed the thought and instinctively brought a hand to my mouth, tasting the salty fluid and immediately finding that I enjoyed the flavor. As more of the thick syrup worked its way out, I alternated my hands to feed more of the liquid to my salivating mouth, quickly licking my fingers and returning them to the job at hand.
Beneath me, Uncle Jerry started to rock his hips, pushing his dick up and down. The hair at the base of his cock tickled my bare butt with each push he made. He then parted his legs, letting my legs slip between his, then tightened his furry thighs against mine, clamping his monster penis between my hairless legs as he held my hips firmly in his hands.
Unable to masturbate him any longer, I shifted my hands to brace myself against his hipbones, watching in awe as the head and part of the shaft of Uncle Jerry's cock rose and fell between my legs. With the help of the sweat growing between us, Uncle Jerry's shaft worked itself between the cheeks of my butt until it was small ball sack, sending even more incredible sensations through me.
Uncle Jerry's breathing got quicker and heavier. His thighs continued to hold my legs in place while he tightened his grip on my hips and began to pump harder and faster. By now, the fluid that had been oozing from my uncle's cock and the sweat from our bodies had made a slick trail along the length of my own small dick, and the steady thrusts were now stroking my erection, too. They were bringing me closer and closer to that wonderful feeling I enjoyed so much, even though I wasn't stroking myself.
I felt compelled to close my eyes and let the feelings come, but I wanted to keep watching the cock leaping between my young thighs. As that sensation started to build in my dick, stretching into my tummy, the muscles in my firmly held legs tightened, I knew it couldn't be stopped. The friction against my ass hole only made the approaching feelings more intense.
"Un-cle Jer-ry..." I stammered, feeling like I was about to explode.
I finally shut my eyes and let it come. It rushed over me like a wave. When the sensation hit me, when the most wonderful orgasm shot through my young body, I dug my fingers like claws into my uncles hipbones and held on as Uncle Jerry's entire body went rock-hard and he barked out a deep, animalistic groan. I opened my eyes in time to see his cock erupt with bursts of thick, white goo that shot into the air and fell all about my hips and thighs. He continued to pump erratically as still more pearlescent liquid flowed, coating my own dick and balls, and smearing between my thighs and in the crack of my butt.
When Uncle Jerry finally stopped moving, I fell backwards against his sweaty, heaving chest. I felt all warm and dreamy, knowing something special had just happened between us. I reached down on each side of me and grasped my uncle's wrists and pulled his arms up and around me.
While Uncle Jerry held me gently in his protective embrace as I lay upon his body, his deep breathing rocked me like the waves of an ocean, and I drifted off in blissful, youthful slumber.
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