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Most Embarassing Coming Out Uncle Jon was much older then my Dad. He was almost like a second grandfather tome. And since I was named after him, he took a spe- cial liking to me..at least that's the reason everyone thought. I'd go to his house often to help him out with things like lawn work, house cleaning, laundry and sometimes stay over the weekend. He took me places my own Dad didn't have time to. Beach, race track, theme park, bowling, films and just car trips up and down the coast. I grew up loving him and could always count on him to listen to whatever kid problems I had...teenage problems came and he'd listen to those too....but it usually took some prying to get me to talk about them. But one by one, I talked about my acne, pubic hair, getting along with the other kids, my attraction to naked boys, double dating mistakes and even masturbation. He'd listen, talk and advise...never judging me or telling me I was right or wrong....but always that despite what I thought all the other kids my age were asking the same things..but many didn't have anyone to ask. I did..and he was always there. Even the night I got picked up by the cops after pickpocketing some rubbers. He asked me why I wanted rubbers and I didnt' tell him. The truth was I just wanted the other kids to think I was having sex. But I had to confess to Uncle Jon I wasn't having sex...not even with boys. He asked..and I answered. It didn't seem strange for him to ask that question..after all he knew I had wondered by I got excited when I saw body builders and some of the seniors in my school while they were working out. His basement was a gym. Free weights, benches, universal machines and even one of those bow master gadgets. As time went on, I made a habit of going there and using the stuff....sometime with him there and other times by myself. I watched carefully at my body to see if it were getting bigger.. you know, bigger biceps, rippled stomach, developed chest. It didn't seem like anything was happening. But Uncle Jon said I was nuts..he could see the changes..so I kept on working out. Parties...well, Jon had several. And I usually helped him set them up and sometimes stayed for them...especially since I usually help- ed clean up afterwards. Some were mixed with men and women...others were just his men friends. He had several of these parties. Sometimes the men came with younger men too. I guess I was in a fog....never realizing who these men were until years later. It was just after my graduation...I had turned 18 on the same day. And my folks gave me presents then took off for a cruise to Europe, leaving me with Uncle Jon for the summer. It seemed strange to me they took off like that, but Jon and I were already planning trips to Hawaii, Mexico, Canada and it was going to be one hell of a summer. "Kind of a three month graduation present" Uncle Jon said. We were sitting around in a small party group one night.....I had been drinking beer and smoking dope a bit. Jon was a bit drunk too and started to brag about me..... He made me stand up and flex for the other men...they laughed and applauded especially after Uncle Jon made me take my shirt off. I was embarassed as hell at first..but realized their praise made me feel good. Maybe my body had developed I thought and I wouldn't be such a geek at college in the fall. The men talked about their boys too. One or two that were there were soon shirtless and flexing too. My cock stirred as I watched them do that. One was tall slim and had an unbelievable rippled stomach. Another had nipples that stood out ... so much he could put clothes pins on them..and did. A third, who seemed closer to my age had a huge chest and could flex each pectoral separately. My cock was rock hard...and I was glad I was wearing loose shorts. "While we're bragging, let's talk about what counts. How big are they?" Laughter, comments and then bragging. I realized they were talking about cock size and I couldn't believe what I was hearing. One kid was told to stand and show his off...he dropped his jeans and let his long cock swing back and forth. My own cock got harder watching. That was the first time I could stare openly at another mans dick without worrying anyone would catch me. Out of the corner of my eye in school gym classes, I had tried to see what sized were around me...how I compared. My cousin Dory had a nice size one and let me see it one summer when were young. I reciprocated..but that was the only other time, I did anything like that openly. I jumped...Uncle Jon's hand was up my shorts and had a hold of my erection. "My boy here has them all beat...dont' you little Jon? He's at least nine inches and thick as a wrist" The men were laughing and one telling his friend to find a ruler. The kid came back with one in his hands. "Come on, show em" Uncle Jon still had a hold of my hard cock and was pulling it out of the leg of my shorts. I heard muttering and comments that told me it was impressive. I suspected it was pretty good size as it took both my hands to jack it off sometimes...which made it even wilder for me. "Get your hand off the boys meat so we can measure it for real," someone said, and Uncle Jon's hand released me. But then they pulled my shorts down. My erection pointed out at them all..and that got some applause. The kid measured it....I almost came since it was the first time anyone else had touched my dick..especially when it was hard. "When did you suspect you had a freak for a nephew" someone asked. I knew it when I bathed him as a little boy..then he would swim outback .. you know skinny dipping and I knew he'd be hung like me. That got some jeers and pretty soon Uncle Jon had dropped his pants too. And the kid measured him and me back and forth. "Nine" came the announcement about me "fuking ten" came the one about Uncle Jon. "Dont' worry kid, it'll grow" he said to me and everyone laughed. Bar-b-cue and drinks later....the kid who had measured me came over to me. "Do you and him do it?" It took a moment for me to really realize what he was asking. The thought had never entered my head until that moment. I thought of Uncle Jon's long ten inch dick and things I could do with it. I had had thoughts about oral sex with men before..he knew that from our talks. Even had a dream or two about getting butt fucked by my cousin...he knew about that too. But Uncle Jon never tried to do anything with me....maybe he didn't like me afterall. "Can I see it again?" We went into a back bedroom where the kid lowered my shorts and held my cock, now soft, like it was something precious. His lips touched it then his tongue and soon he was sucking on it. If any of you remember the first time that something happened un- expected let alone it being your "first" time..you know that I was in a state of mixed panic, pleasure, embarassment, confusion and passion....I must have choked the kid with my cock. I was swinging my hips into his face..and gasping for breath. My hands were all over his head, bare shoulders and reached for his nipples. It was the kid with the huge nipples so I grabbed them.. which seemed to make him suck me even harder. I came in rivers....even after my big dick was out of his mouth.. it was spurting jism all over him. We went back into the living room and suddenly everyone applauded. I turned bright red of course and I saw the kid still had my spunk all over his face, bare chest and one or two spots on his black shorts. "Me next," someone yelled and laughter was heard. "Congratulations..it's now official..this is your coming out party," Uncle Jon announced. The party continued with men dancing, porn on the television and men kissing and gropping each other. More then one would talk to me while touching my bare thighs and move up into the leg of my shorts. I didnt' stop them....it felt good..and my cock seemed to respond meeting them half way. Hands rested on my butt and squeezed as the guests talked and joked with me. "Tired?" Uncle Jon said after everyone had left. We had only to turn on the dishwasher since the entire group helped clean up. I had put my hand up the shorts of one of the other kids..and felt his bare butt that night. "We can't tonight..but when can I come over?" he asked and I told him to call me. "Yes Sir" I smiled at my Uncle Jon "Come on" he said and I followed him into his bedroom. I had slept with him over the years from time to time....when I was little and sometimes later too. It was usually when we felt close.....and I gladly felt his big hairy arms around me as I slept forgetting whatever troubles I was having in school, family, life or ... well you know. He took my shirt off and then my shorts..leaving me naked. He led me into the shower and we did what we had done only once before...soaping each other head to toe. It was when I was a little kid and he was bathing me...I asked him who bathed him and he got in the tub. In retrospect, I guess what he did wasn't really a good thing..but it didn't bother me and I got to touch another man in special places..but I didn't realize it was anything special. That night, it was special. We fondled, kissed, caressed and he jacked me until I exploded while the hot water splashed down on us. We snuggled in his bed...both of us naked..his big hairy arms around me. I touched his cock and played with it until it was hard. "Be careful, it will spit at you" he said. Then I decided to do something I hadn't done yet.....and it made him gasp. My mouth kissed and worshipped his swallowed cock. "You sure you want to..? you don't have to kiddo." he said while he stroked my hair. I didn't answer but grew more hungry..determined to make him feel like the kid had made me feel earlier. His cum covered my face and chest. His tongue wiped it away from me...and I slept in his arms. The summer proceeded.....Uncle Jon got me my own phone line.... because I was getting calls on his line all the time. The kid from the party, the one I gropped, came over the next day and introduced me to buttfucking..he loved it and wanted me to do it again and again. Uncle Jon kept reminding me to be safe and bought me a box of rub- bers and some lubricant..telling me things about squeezing the tip of the rubber and withdrawing as soon as I could after cumming and other point. He took me to a clinic where we both took an HIV test and I learned all about that horrible part of being who I was. Jon and I got the nicknames of Big Jon , that was me and Big Big Jon..that was him. Parties, orgies, nude beaches, hikes, sleepovers, dates and more became to take over my life. Our road trips included meeting friends of Uncle Jon's ... I was suprised how many friends he had in other states and cities..even in Puerto Vallarta. "Thank god for the internet" he said one day after cumming all over the brown naked body of a boy about my age we met in Mexico. I had just pulled out of the kid too. It was one hell of a hedonistic, educational and coming out summer for me..thanks to Uncle Jon. But dear to me is the photo I keep hidden...a shot of me standing up with Uncle Jon's hands pulling my erection out of my shorts at that party..the most embarassing coming out I have ever heard of. I gotta add that at the end of the summer, I visited Dory. He was going to college too. We drank and talked and I showed him the photo....he was astounded as I told him what happened. "You mean Uncle Jon is gay?" he said. "Yep me too" I said..realizing it was the first time I was actually telling someone out of Uncle Jon's group. "Wanna fuck?" Dory laughed as he began to strip. So we fulfilled our years of teasing each other and fucked each other's asses and mouths that week...and then went our own way. College was much more fun, educational and maturing for me... especially since I didnt' fight the coming out problems, dating hassles or sexual frustrations that many of the other freshmen were. Of course, I helped out as many as I could. My sizable dick seemed to appeal to many ... even if they weren't gay. Uncle Jon visited me often and we would cruise the campus....his ability to pick out the "brethern" amazed me. His ability to pick them up despite his age was also laudible..of course they could see the large package he carried around. One which I never realized was there...until my night..my party... my most embarassing coming out party. Thank you Uncle Jon...I hope I can be someone's Uncle Jon someday. __________________________________________________________________ Kristen's collection - Directory 7 - Text 8322
by Don Azars
Gay Taboo-incest Medium M
analexhibitionismoral
confessionaleducational
2.3k words 11 min