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The last I'd seen of uncle Ed he was dozing off in his bed after lunch, and with the rain outside nobody was going to be around.Īll naked, I knelt in the middle of the magazines, my eyes darting from one cock to the other, my left hand on my nipples (nobody had taught me that, it just came natural, I even did it before I learned how to play with my dick), my right hand wanking away like there's no tomorrow and suddenly out of the blue I start thinking of uncle Ed and wishing it was him all naked and cumming in the pictures. So, there I was in the middle of the porn mags spread all over the floor around me and I decided to peel off and be nude like the guys in the pics. However, I'd never seen a hard cock before (bar my friend Denny) and here were lots of men all naked and sporting big hard ons! There were cum shots too and that really turned me on because I could only squirt a little something but nothing compared to those thick creamy loads. Honestly I didn't even like the guys: in my mind adult men were all big bears like dad or uncle Ed while these were mostly hairless, slim guys, the older of them like he was thirty or something. I spread the magazines on the floor all around me, open at the pages I found more arousing, those with the cocks on the foreground and as little cunts and tits as possible. I was specially excited by the sight of the big cocks fucking those cunts and being sucked, although I didn't particularly care for putting my dick inside a cunt or in a woman's mouth: something told me there must be some more exciting way of doing `it'.
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Yes, it was what you think and what I immediately recognized even if I hadn't seen them before: porn magazines like the one my school mates talked about all the time, full of pics of naked people fucking for real! It did not take long to find the wooden box full of magazines. I decided to explore uncle Ed's tool shack, which was quite large and full of mysterious object and promising crates, tools and shelves. Everything was quiet, uncle Ed had sent everybody home so there was nothing much to do and I was getting bored. It was the first rainy day after three weeks of torrid weather.
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Well, here I was, actually muscled up after one month spent working on the farm and playing and swimming in the river (naked! with the other boys, and nobody cared!) and with a golden tan ALL over my hairless body. "Sure, and with a beer belly!', father replied. "When you come get Billy you won't know your own son", uncle Ed replied, "we're gonna get him tanned and all muscled up like his uncle' "Wish I could, but we're in the middle of this really big negotiation, maybe when it's over, who knows I might stay the week end when I come to bring back William." "Will you ever remember you were a child once, Joe?", uncle Ed smiled back at him, "we need to unwind you man, why don't you stay over for a few days before you go back to the stinking city?" "Will you ever grow up, Ed", he said, shaking his head. My dad laughed, a rare event, specially since mom had flown with that bastard, his former partner. He had picked me up with his bulging hairy arms and thrown me in the air like he did when I was a little kid, and still had me giggling at him. I hadn't seen uncle Ed during the past eight years, and when I saw him again I was pleasantly surprised and aroused as I had just found out that I was attracted to big, burly, mature men, no twinks like me, thank you very much (well, maybe with the exception of my new jack off buddy, Denny, but then again, I had just discovered masturbation and I had to take what was available).Īnyway, here was uncle Ed, much bigger than I remembered, balding, unshaven, with a beer gut stretching his white t-shirt and lots of new muscles on him the one thing that hadn't changed was his killer smile, so different from dad's stern composure. My uncle was a PhD but had decided at 40 to drop a brilliant academic career and retire to the country, far away from the city smells, only to turn his farm into one of the most innovative and successful businesses in the region.