Date: Sun, 18 Mar 2018 03:46:16 +0000
From: Qwik Lub <Qwiklub@hotmail.com>
Subject: Wrestling with Uncle Dave

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WRESTLING WITH UNCLE DAVE

Hey. I'm Rob.I don't think I'm anything special, but Uncle Dave thinks I
am. I'm your typical high school sophomore. Just turned 15 years
old. 5"9". 130 pounds. Ok, maybe 120, but I'm trying for the bigger weight
classes. Brown hair that covers my ears and occasionally also my hazel
eyes. I have really light freckles on my face. My body isn't like all built
like a lot of guys my age, but it's well defined with a six-pack and I'm
pretty athletic. I do HIIT too so even though I'm slim every ounce is
muscle. I bike, swim, skateboard, and play hoops. But this year I decided
to go out for the wrestling team. That's how it all started.

I really love wrestling. I love the feeling of testing my limits,
overpowering my opponent, muscle against muscle, pinning another guy to the
ground and forcing him to submit. That feeling of power, and being a
teenager, causes me to react in an embarassing way sometimes. Our team was
at the regional semi-finals and I knew I had to win my match for us to make
the next round so I was totally committed. In fact I was so committed to
the thought of winning that when I dressed I forgot to put on a jock strap
and briefs before we had our team picture taken. I usually wear one because
I get boners all the time, especially when wrestling. But this time I
forgot. our singlets are a fine mesh so you can see what's inside without
the briefs on. My teammates ribbed me about it, so I ran back to the locker
room and put on the briefs, but still forgot the jock. When my match was on
I went up against a black guy that was built a lot like me. We fought hard,
and I got hard, but I won. When the ref called the match I was totally
pumped with the win and the thought of the finals. The ref grabbed both our
hands and lifted mine into the air signifying I was the winner.  Lots of
flashes from phones went off. And there I was, one hand in the air, the
other by my side, and my dick making a circus tent 90 degrees out in my
singlet. The pic was on Snapchat, Insta and Kik before I reached the bench.

"Big dick, bro.", said one of my teammates.

"Damn. I see you love wrestling.", said another.

"Maybe you should get that guy's Tumblr.", said a third teammate. They all
were laughing.

I was confused. Then I realized what they were saying. Being a virgin I had
never let anyone else see me with a hardon, not even my parents. I was so
psyched about the win that I hadn't realized how hard I was. I could feel
my face get hot as I blushed. The embarrassment was crushing. I couldn't
think of what to do so I stood up, still rock hard tenting my singlet, and
I bolted for the gym doors. But before I got there a reporter for the
school newspaper called our team into the hallway for a group photo to
celebrate the victory. So now I'm surrounded with the other guys on the
team and they linked arms around me and each other and I can't use my hands
to cover my boner and the journalist is taking pictures and I am dying!!!

That is when Uncle Dave came to the rescue.  He walked up holding out his
phone and said, "Rob. Your folks are on the phone and want to congratulate
you."  He smoothly separated me from the team and walked me around a
corner. I took the phone, but then he said, "They aren't actually on the
phone, I just needed an excuse so you could get away and adjust yourself."
Uncle Dave somehow always knows what I'm feeling, and here he was tuned
into me again. I threw my arms around him and gave him a huge hug.  He
returned the embrace and patted my ass as he often does. That always make
me feel good.

Dave isn't actually my uncle. He's my Godfather. Dave's been my dad's best
friend since they were little kids and he has been in my life since before
I can remember. Mom works for a newspaper and dad is a salesman so they are
both gone a lot. Uncle Dave works freelance at home on software development
and marketing, so he has often been the one that takes me to my afterschool
activities and generally stays with me when mom and dad are tied up with
work. I'm at his place often enough to have my own room and changes of
clothing.  Dave is about 6'2", around 200 pounds and a muscular black
man. He has been my idol since I was a kid. I can ask him anything, and I
tell him everything. I didn't have any idea how I could hide my rod and
told Uncle Dave.

"This is going to hurt a little so think of something really cold.", he
said. Suddenly he pushed me hard against the wall. WTF?!? Then Dave started
tickling me. He could always find my sensitive spots and I laughed and
screamed like a little girl. It was only a minute or two when I begged him
to stop and he did. True to form Uncle Dave knew what he was doing because
my cock softened without me even knowing. Then after looking both ways to
make sure we were alone he grabbed the leg of my singlet, reached up inside
to take hold of my dick and pulled it down between my legs before letting
the uniform snap back into place. He was right about the pain. My cock was
still at a semi after the tickling, so it hurt some from being bent like
that and yet was simultaneously starting to get hard again from feeling his
hot hand on my cock. "Ok sport. Go finish your photos and get changed. I'll
wait for you by the car." He patted my ass again and I walked back into the
gym glad to appear normal. Well, ok yeah so I still had a prominent bulge
between my legs, but that was alright. I even got through an interview with
the student newspaper without feeling like... I don't know, some kinda
freak or what. I changed in the locker room and went out to the parking lot
to find Uncle Dave sitting in his Jeep, listening to some cool alternative
music. He was the best. I talked excitedly about today's match and the
upcoming finals and he listened as always. Before I knew it we got to my
house and I saw dad's car in the driveway. "Ok sport. Off you go.", said
Uncle Dave. I love when he calls me "sport". I gave him a big hug, grabbed
my gear and walked to the door. Uncle Dave waved to my dad and drove off. I
was on top of the world for the rest of the night.

Ther next day the world came crashing down on my head.  I walked into
school and went to my locker to find a picture of me at the end of the
match, the referee holding my hand in the air and my cock stretching my
singlet.  "Fag" was written across the picture. Even more humiliatingly the
picture was scattered randomly throughout the building in doorways, on
lockers and on tables in the cafeteria.  I was completely humiliated. Other
kids were looking at me with a mixture of expressions. Some looked amused,
a few looked disgusted, and a large number looked intrigued. I couldn't
believe the whole school knew I got hard wrestling. "Hey boner boy!",
someone shouted out. I didn't see who it was, but lots of kids laughed. If
there was a matchbox on the floor I would have crawled inside it. I
frantically texted then called my parents who were great. They dropped
everything and descended on the school, meeting the principal and demanding
the perpetrators be brought to account immediately or else they were going
to sue everyone in the school district. Still I couldn't and didn't know
what to do. By the time we got home I found my picture was posted on
Twitter with links to Grindr and Scruff and other hookup sites offering
sex. Masked phone numbers called to the house asking for 'Fag boy' or
asking for sex. My parents were frantic. I simply wanted to die, maybe even
kill myself to make it all stop. Dad called Uncle Dave to fill him in and
asked if I could stay there for awhile until the stuff subsided. "Of
course", he answered. However Uncle Dave didn't stop there.

Given his line of work Uncle Dave is both very analytical and very
creative. He came to the house to strategize with mom and dad. They
arranged another meeting with the Principal and the Superintendent of
Schools. Dave had developed a specific list of demands; anti-bullying
curriculum for all students in the high-school, sponsorship of a
gay-straight alliance so all kids could feel safe no matter what their
sexuality, and a formal complaint to the police Youth Bureau threatening
anyone who copied, displayed, shared, or posted my pictures with
distribution of child pornography. Dave insisted that when the school
system found the person or persons who made and posted all those copies of
my picture they would offer a clear choice; participation in all the
activites listed to train the kid or kids in sensitivity, or prosecution to
the fullest extent of the law. He told the Superintendent he could give his
reply to our family's lawyer. Of course Dave had already retained one of
the biggest personal injury lawyers in the state. He had that kind of
money, although he told my parents the guy was already on retainer to
handle his business interests. Besides, accordiing to Uncle Dave just being
able to drop the guy's name should shake things up and be enough to get
everything we wanted without actually spending a dime.

The school system fell all over themselves trying to our demands. Somehow
even the social media posts disappeared after a week or so. Clearly the
word got around that I was not to be messed with. I was able to return to
school without being bothered, although I admit I was still sensitive for
the first few weeks after. The funny thing was I began to notice another
kind of reaction. There were some really cute girls, and a few cute boys
too, whom had never even spoken to me before, but now seemed to want to get
to know me better. That only added to my confusion, but I think my game
began to rise. I went from being a joke to being popular. Whoa!

Anyway, our team went on to the finals. Although we lost the championship
to our rivals by just a few points, I won my match. And yeah, I was
definitely wearing my jock strap and briefs under my singlet the entire
time. Uncle Dave and my parents were in the stands cheering me on. After
everything Uncle D was more my hero than ever. I think my folks felt the
same way. The team and our families went out to celebrate the season with
dinner. Then I went back to Uncle Dave's for the weekend. Mom had switched
shifts so she could be at the finals and dad was leaving early in the
morning for his regional sales rounds, so I was staying with Dave for the
weekend.

After hugging and kissing my parents goodbye, I threw my gym bag into
Dave's car and we went back to his place. Just as we got inside I felt
overwhelmed with a wave of deep gratitude for everything Dave did and does
to care for me, especially when I needed it most. I dropped my bag and
threw my arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. "I love you Uncle D."
We embraced tightly and once again I felt his hands slide slowly down from
the middle of my back onto my butt. I really liked how he touched me.

Everyone had gone out immediately after the competition and we hadn't taken
the time to get cleaned up. I wasn't sweaty any longer, but clearly I was
smelling pretty ripe. "I love you too, Sport.", said Dave. "I'll put your
bag in your room and order up a pizza. But damn, you are carrying the funk
right about now. Please go get a shower before I have to call a hazmat team
to clear the air!" Oh gawd! He swatted me on the ass as I headed upstairs
for the bathroom. In the shower I thought about everything that had
happened over the last month.  I loved wrestling. I hated the embarassment
of getting hard while doing it. I loved my body. My dick started to swell a
little. I loved Dave for rescuing me from the humiliating response of my
body.  These feelings were confusing and I knew I needed to talk them
through. He would help me understand what was going on inside my head. I
eagerly finished showering, dried quickly, and then wrapped the towel
around my waist. I heard Dave shouting up the stairs. "Hey Ariel! Get out
of the water. The pizza is here." Did he just call me the Little Mermaid?
Son of a bitch! I ran downstairs. Dave was in the den. He had the pizza on
the table next to plates and napkins.

"I'm going to put on the tv and watch Air America while we eat.", he said.

"Wait. I want to watch Jessica Jones.", I countered. We looked at each
other. We looked at the remote on the coffee table. Then we looked back at
each other. We raced for the remote. Dave got it first, sliding onto the
rug. I dove on top of him and we started wrestling. It felt great pitting
my muscles against Dave's larger frame. I put my full effort into pinning
him so I could force the remote control from his hands. He did all he could
to resist my moves, but he wasn't a wrestler so I caught him off guard. I
found us in the position of Dave on his back, hands over his head tightly
holding the remote, me sitting on his chest, leaning forward grabbing at
his hands. Then two inevitable things happened. I got a hardon from the
wrestling, and the same movements cause my towel to fall open. OMG! I was
naked and fully boned up on top of my godfather, my hero. I saw his eyes
get wide seeing me this way. They locked onto my rod. We both hesitated,
frozen for a few seconds. It felt like an eternity. Then we moved again at
the same time. I grabbed the remote from Dave's hands. He grabbed my hips
and pulled my dick right into his mouth until his nose was buried in my
pubes. My senses exploded as I felt another person swallow my dick for the
first time in my life. His mouth was incredible!

Dave sucked me for several minutes before coming up for air. He looked at
me, gauging my reaction. His words came tumbling out in a breathless
rush. "I'm sorry! I know I shouldn't have... shouldn't be... doing this,
but... I, I, I hope this is ok. I know you love wrestling, but... seeing
you all this time... you're so hot I couldn't resist. Touching
you... seeing you excited... I...." Looking back I realized this was the
first time I ever saw Uncle Dave nervous, and one of only a few times in my
life. But at that moment I had a single thought. My hero wants my dick, and
I want him to have it. What better way to thank my hero for, well,
everything?

"Unlce Dave. You can do whatever you want. I love you." That was all the
permission he needed. He pulled me up on my knees and started slowly
rubbing his face all over my cock and balls. It felt electric and I was in
heaven. My dick felt harder by the second. Dave pulled me back into his
mouth with one hand while the other gripped my dimpled, muscular ass
cheek. I steadily fucked my uncle's mouth as both his hands played all over
my teenage ass. This was fucking awesome. Dave paused again to switch from
my boner to my balls. He licked all over my ballsac before taking first one
nut, then the other to bathe in his mouth. It was total bliss. His hands
roamed further up and down my body feeling my thighs and chest and
centering on my abs before sliding back around to my ass. I suddenly
recalled all the times I've felt Dave's hands on my butt. This was all that
and ten thousand times better. Dave pulled me forward and actually slapped
my rear with both hands. I didn't need any more encouragement to start
fucking his face. It felt like I was born to it. Minutes of that and I was
blowing my load into his throat. As I realiized I was cumming I tried to
pullout, but Dave wasn't going to allow me to waste a drop. He drained
every spurt and then milked me dry with his throat.

"OOOOHHHH!!!!  FFFFFUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!!!". I think I actually screamed
that. I will never remember for sure because I literally passed out at the
best orgasm I had ever had in my young life. Once I regained consciousness
I was back sitting on the couch. I was still naked, and I faintly noticed I
was still semi-hard. Dave was kneeling between my legs, hands gently
rubbing on my thighs, looking for all the world like a man facing a firing
squad. His face was a strange mixture of happy, sad, thrilled and
frightened.

"Are you ok baby? I went too far. I'm sorry. I wanted to... I hope you
liked... well... I'm sorry." As I returned to my senses and finally
processed what Dave was saying, I felt a bolt of energy and the joy of
discovery.

"Are you kidding me? Seriously? For reals!!!!  That was fucking awesome! We
can do this anytime!" I grinned from ear to ear. Dave took in my
reply. Relief flooded his face. His mouth answered by swallowing my cock to
bury his nose in my pubes once again. "Holy shit!!!" That was about all I
could manage to say at this point. I didn't think it could get better. Of
course I was wrong. Uncle D looked into my eyes, his mouth still nursing my
dick. We both somehow knew we had transformed our relationship into
something different, something special, something we both knew had to be
enjoyed and protected.

I leaned back on the couch and put my hands behind my head. I was just
relaxing, but Uncle Dave's eyes lit up wide. "Fucking A. Sport, please." I
had no idea what he meant. I nodded my head 'yes' anyway. As long as he was
touching me I was good. I relaxed a little more and my elbows opened wide
with my hands still behind my head. I was instantly rewarded as I had
unconciously done exactly what Dave wanted. "YYEESS!!" Dave lunged for my
armpits face-diving to lick my sparse hairs and rub his nose. He moved from
one pit to the other licking broadly across my nipples, then clamping down
to firmly, but gently, chew and lick each nub while his hands got busy
again between my legs fondling then stroking my junk. It was fucking
incredible. There were whimpering sounds. Was it Uncle D or me or both? No
way to tell as we were so far into this sexual nirvana. I didn't even know
the term at this point, but I sure as hell learned it quickly with Uncle D
worshipping my body. Both hands worked my nipples with pinches and caresses
as Dave's mouth dove back onto my resurrected rod. Good gawd almighty!!
Even though I was a virgin up to this evening I somehow knew I was getting
superior head. I quickly came a second time and Dave continued slurping on
my dick. I felt light-headed again. This was all so powerful, so exciting,
so damn good! Could this get any better?

Dave was as much inside my head as ever, or now maybe more. He was about to
take me up to the next level. He sat back, still between my legs, and
pulled my hips forward to the edge of the couch. I didn't resist. placing
both hands behind my knees he lifted my legs and brought my knees up to my
shoulders. "Hold your legs there.", he commanded. I obeyed, even though I
had no idea why he wanted me in this position. Please remember I was a
virgin before this night and was generally a pretty innocent kid. What
happened next rocked my world. Dave's hands were once again on my ass, this
time gripping, massaging, and rubbing in earnest. He leaned forward again
and then I felt his tongue circling around my bunghole.  Holy shit!!!! He
brushed his tongue over my asshole a few times then drove it right into my
chute. Sweet Jizzsus!! I was totally confused. Like that's a dirty place
right? How could he want to taste me there? Fuck, not taste. He was eating
my ass like it was his last meal! And fuck if it didn't feel great! But am
I clean? I mean I hope he's not getting... I don't even want to say
it. However there was no denying he wanted whatever because he was locked
onto my poop chute like one of those moray eels that attach themselves to
sharks. My dick was hard again. I didn't think it could get any
better. Once again I was wrong. Dave's tongue left and I whimpered at
losing that sensational feeling. However it was quickly replaced by a
finger sliding easily into my wet ass and touching... OH MY GAWD!!!! What
the hell?!? Dear lord almighty.  Mind you I had health classes like
phys. ed. and basic anatomy.  None of those ever taught me I had this spot
in my ass that could feel this good. Dave's finger was tapping and rubbing
all over what he later explained was my prostate. All I knew at that moment
was my head was exploding.  My dick was back at full mast and throbbing
from the sensations inside me.

Dave pulled out his finger. I felt empty. "Please don't. Don't stop."

"We have all the time in the world baby. But there's something I need to
get. Please put your hands back behind your head and don't move. He stood
up while I did as he asked. "So fucking beautiful. My boy." Dave took out
his phone and starting taking pctures. I was happy. No I was thrilled. I
smiled. I was making my godfather, my hero, happy. I knew it, and I could
see it on his face. In the back of my mind I hoped Dave had copies of all
the pictures that were posted of me because I knew they would make him
happy. For the first time I actually mentally thanked whoever posted those
pics. If that hadn't happened, I don't know that all this would have ever
happened.

Dave spoke again. "I'll be right back." He left the room and ran
upstairs. I didn't move, but let everything that was happening swim through
my mind. I'm having sex with my uncle. Wait, does a blowjob count as sex? I
came twice, but was there penetration? Well he did stick a finger up my
ass. And fuck if it didn't feel great. Then a moment of clarity came to me
from a conversation Dave and I had when I first hit puberty. I remember him
saying "If anyone has an orgasm during the experience, it's definitely
sex." Very simple.  Very clear. And yeah.  I was having sex with my
godfather. And I was good with that. Dave came back down the stairs naked
carrying a couple of items. One was a small, jeweled butt plug and the
other was a bottle of lube. "Pull your legs up again like we did before. I
immediately complied. Dave brought up his phone to take some more
pics. Then he knelt down, put some lube on the toy and started slowly,
steadily working it into my ass. I didn't know it at the time, my my
athletic body made it far easier to take things up my ass. Once it was
fully inside me Dave hit a button and the thing stared to vibrate. My head
snapped back at this. My whole body came alive again. I felt his hands
lathering more of the lube on my cock. I wasn't ready for what was coming
next. Dave stood up, turned around grasped my dick again and sat on it in
one fluid motion.  BAM!!!

Instinctively my arms wrapped around his waist and I began fucking like
every man is wired to do. We fell forward onto the floor without losing
contact. Dave was on his hands and knees. I was laying on his back like a
second skin and driving my erection in and out of his ass over and
over. Were it not for the two rapid orgasms before I couldn't have
tolerated this feeling for more than a minute. However this time I was
ready for the long haul. Of course I was only 15 and this was my first time
having sex so the long haul was really less than ten minutes. Even so I
felt like a stud. I was in a familiar wrestling position, but with the
addition of full on sexual intercourse.  I finally knew what is was about
wrestling that turned me on. This kind of full body contact with another
male was exactly what I needed. I must give good dick too because Uncle
Dave was saying things like, "Yeah baby. Oh Gawd yes! Fuck me stud. Bang
that ass." After several minutes he blew a huge load on the rug while I was
fucking him.  Wait! Did I just tell you that I was FUCKING my godfather?!?
Holy shit!!! It was time for me to spill load number three deep inside
Dave's guts.

Uncle Dave pulled himself off my joystick and rolled over. He pulled me
into his arms and we cuddled our nude bodies together. His hands roamed up
and down my back and my ass once again. Amazing as this all was, when Dave
kissed me it was completely different from every time before. "Pizza's
probably cold and needs to be reheated.", he said. Like I give a fuck?
Uncle D just fed me what I needed most. I went from virgin horny boy to
three load stud in the course of what, half an hour? Of course Dave wasn't
done. "Now we can watch Air America while we eat pizza. Then you can watch
Jessica Jones while I resume playing with your dick, feeling your body,
taking pictures, and letting you fuck my mouth and ass. Deal?"

"Deal." What else was I gonna say?