Strokers and Rubberneckers

By Trese .

Published on Oct 24, 2003

K a t h a n g I s i p L a m a n g n i T r e s e

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KILT : Strokers and Rubberneckers (m/t)(mast)

Author : Trese

Part : 1

Friday afternoon, Mike was on his way out when his sixteen

years old nephew Mitch dropped by his apartment. Mike was

surprised that his nephew was at his doorstep when he

opened the door. He hasn't seen him for over one year. He

had grown a lot since Mike last saw him.

"Uncle!" Mitch said as he dropped his duffel bag and hugged

him.

"Mitch, what are you doing here?" Mike asked.

"Uncle Mike," He said as he loosened his embrace. "I

emailed you last week that I'll be spending the weekend

here, remember?"

"Yeah, I read it. But I thought that it's next weekend?"

"No, Uncle Mike. It's this weekend."

Mike stared at his nephew thinking how could he have

forgotten such a trivial detail.

"Damn, someone is getting senile!" Mitch teased.

"Who's senile? Who me? Who are you?" Mike kidded back.

The two laughed.

"Listen, I have a meeting in thirty minutes. I'm running

late as it is. I'll be back in an hour or so."

Mitch listened intently.

"Do you have any money?" Mike asked and Mitch only nodded.

"Here, take this anyway." Mike said as he handed Mitch a

fifty-dollar bill. "Just order any take out. There's a

bunch of numbers in the fridge. Hmm..." Mike was still

thinking of what else to say to his nephew.

"Go, Uncle Mike. I can take care of myself." Mitch

interrupted.

"Are you sure?"

Mitch nodded again.

"Okay, then. Sorry about this kiddo."

"Don't sweat it, Uncle Mike."

Mike ran immediately towards the elevator door. Luckily, he

was just in time when the door opened. He hopped in the

lift and waved at his nephew goodbye who was still standing

outside of his apartment. When the elevator door closed,

Mitch entered his Uncle's crib and closed the door behind

him.

Mitch placed his duffel bag beside the sofa and removed his

shoes leaving his socks on. He took the remote control and

turned the telly on. He surfed the channels until he

stationed it to MTV. Then he went to the kitchen and opened

the fridge. He saw tons of foods but none to his liking.

Mostly, the cold box contained mineral water, veggies, and

other health foods. He took the wireless phone on the

counter and dialed the pizza house's number. He ordered a

large pepperoni, chips and Pepsi.

Mitch returned to the living room and sat on the sofa.

While watching the goggle box, he noticed that the VCR was

on. Curiosity got the better of him, so, he went to the VCR

and pushed the eject button. As he had suspected, a tape

popped out of the unit. The tape was unlabelled that fired

his curiosity more. He took the remote control on the table

and set the tube to video mode. Then he inserted the tape

and pushed the play button of the VCR.

The screen was black for awhile and Mitch thought that it

was just a blank a tape. Just as he was about to press the

stop button, a scene came on the screen. Mitch moved back a

bit until his back was against the coffee table.

Mitch saw a blond guy who was probably in college talking

in the screen. He also heard the camera handler asked the

guy several questions. At first, Mitch thought that the

voice sounded familiar so he listened carefully.

"What's your name?" The cameraman asked.

"I'm Ethan."

"Age, school and major?"

"19. I go to MU and taking up ME." Ethan answered.

"So, what's your preference?"

"I'm straight?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Yes."

"Do she knows about this?"

"Definitely not!" Ethan said.

"Okay, then. Let's begin. The shots that I'm going to take

will be a raw one. It means that we have to get this right

in one shooting. Got it?

"Yeah." Ethan said as he voiced cracked a bit.

"Better drink this before we start. This will help you

settle your nerves."

After saying that, the cameraman came on screen holding a

glass filled liquor.

"I knew it!" Mitch exclaimed as he saw his Uncle Mike.

"Ethan, drink up!" Mike offered.

"What's this shit?" Ethan questioned.

"Cognac." Mike said as he handed over the glass. "It will

easy your tension."

Ethan gulped the liquid and handed it over to Mike when he

was finished.

"Another." Ethan said.

Mike walked out of the frame and returned with a glassful

of Cognac.

"Thanks." Ethan said as he took the glass. "This is my

first to do. If the pay wasn't that big, I wouldn't do

this." Ethan explained as he took more liquor in his mouth.

"Listen. Imagine that the camera is a mirror. You have

jacked off in front of the mirror before, haven't you? Mike

asked.

Ethan nodded as he continued to drink the alcohol.

"Well, just think of that. Don't mind me." Mike left the

screen again but continued talking. "Here, these will help

you while we do this." Mike returned and handed Ethan

several dirty magazines.

"Thanks." Ethan said.

"Now listen. Do what you would normally do when you are

looking these magazines when you're alone at home. Just

remember that the camera covers from here to here." Mike

walked at the end of the sofa to the other emphasizing the

camera's frame.

"That's it?"

"Yup! Why?" Ethan asked.

"I thought you'll be moving around while I do it?"

"Nah. This way the footage will appear amateurish,

unrehearsed, candid and will have a voyeuristic effect.

That's what my clients want." Mike explained.

"Okay." Ethan agreed.

"Oh, by the way, don't look at me or talk to during the

whole thing. I'll be over there." Mike pointed at the left.

"From here on, it's just you and the camera."

Ethan nodded.

"Ready?"

Ethan took a deep breath and said, "Okay."

After Ethan said that, Mike walked out the frame taking the

empty glass with him.

Mitch couldn't believe what he just heard. He couldn't

believe that this might be what his Uncle does for a

living. Mitch continued to watch.

Ethan was thumbing through the magazines beside him. When

he found the one he liked, he opened it and his other hand

began caressing his crotch through his baggy pants. After

turning few pages he stopped, stood up, removed his shirt

and threw it on the floor. Next, he unbuckled his pants and

pulled it down to his ankle tagging his boxer shorts along.

He didn't bothered removing his rubber shoes. His flaccid

uncut cock was hanging down under his untrimmed black pubic

hair. He put his hands on hips and then brought his cock to

erection without touching it. It pulsed and stood up

pointing slightly to the left. The skin was slightly

retracted. Ethan sat with his right hand pulling his cock

as he continued to read the magazine.

Mitch, on the other hand, was still seated on the floor

with his two feet against each other but he had already

removed his pants. His gray boxer briefs where down to his

ankles. He was caressing his dick while he watched Ethan

jacked his.

Ethan stopped looking at the magazine, leaned against the

sofa and threw his head against the wall. He jacked his

cock faster while his other hand was toying with his low

hanging balls. His breathing became labored which could be

heard from the t.v. His moaning became louder and then he

began shooting his sperm. Most of it, landed on his

abdomen. He continued jacking his cock until he stopped

shooting.

Mitch came too while watching Ethan cummed in the screen.

Sweat covered his forehead and his shirt where covered with

his goo. His breathing was settling down when he heard the

doorbell. Immediately, he removed his shirt and pulled his

boxer briefs to his waist. Then he took the remote pressing

the mute button instead of the off button.

The doorbell rang again.

"Coming!" Mitch shouted.

He ran to the door, opened it and saw the pizza guy.

The pizza guy was Latino. He was approximately the same

height as Mitch, which was five feet nine inches. He wore

his red cap backwards matching the color of his shirt and

trainers.

"You order pepperoni, chips and Pepsi." The pizza guy said.

"Yup."

"That wouldn't be twelve fifty."

"Okay. I'll just get your money."

The pizza guy didn't wait for Mitch to invite him in. When

Mitch turned around, he stepped inside the apartment and

followed Mitch. Mitch didn't notice that the pizza guy had

followed him.

"Oh, shit!" Mitch exclaimed when he saw that the t.v. was

still on.

Ethan was still seated on the couch with his flaccid cock

exposed and body covered with cum. What caught Mitch's

attention was his Uncle was beside Ethan licking the cum

off Ethan's chest.

"I'll be damn!" The pizza guy exclaimed. "Aren't you too

young to be watching this shit!"

Mitch turned around. He couldn't believe that he'd been

busted.

"I... er..." Mitch began to say as he covered the screen

with his body.

"I knew that you were doing jerking off when you opened the

door. But I didn't know that you're watching a fag flick."

The pizza guy commented.

"I'm not into this shit." Mitch explained.

"Then, how can you explain that wet spot on your boxer if

you didn't whacked off while watching that."

"Honest, this is the first time I saw this..."

"Cool it. I dig it." The pizza guy interrupted.

"What do you mean?" Mitch asked. "Are you gay?"

The pizza guy didn't answered Mitch right away. He turned

around and saw the kitchen counter just a few steps away.

He walked towards it and placed the pizza box, chips and

Pepsi cans on it.

"Yeah, this baby likes it!" The pizza guy said as he faced

Mitch holding his crotch.

Mitch gulped nervously as he looked at the pizza guy's hand

rubbing his crotch in front of him.

"I'm not gay." Mitch said defensively. "The tape belonged

to my Uncle. I think he's gay. I discovered it by

accident."

"Hey, don't worry, if you want to have fun, I'm game?" The

pizza guy offered.

Without waiting for Mitch's reply, the pizza guys exposed

his mammoth Latino dick. Mitch grasped at the size of the

pizza guy's salami and it was hard yet. He estimated to be

six inches long and four inches round.

"Haven't you seen a cock before?" The pizza guy said.

Mitch gulped. "Not that big." Mitch's voice cracked.

"Have you ever touched another guy's dick?" The pizza guy

asked while he continued to caress his dong in front of

Mitch.

"No." Mitch said meekly.

"Never fooled around with one of your buddies?"

Mitch franticly swayed his head from left to right.

"So, want to try it?"

"Er... I don't know... maybe this isn't a good idea." Mitch

said. "Beside... my Uncle might be back soon."

"Too bad."

The pizza guy said as he squeezed his foreskin revealing

his precum before putting his cock back inside his

trainers.

"That would be twelve fifty."

"Uh?" Mitch replied.

"The pizza."

"Yeah, okay wait."

Mitch grabbed his pants on the floor, took his wallet out

and fished out fourteen dollars. He walked towards the guy

and gave him the money.

"Thanks for tip." The pizza guy said. "But I really wanted

this as my tip." The pizza guy grabbed Mitch's bulge as he

said that.

Mitch jumped away from the pizza guy who laughed at him.

Then the pizza guy walked towards the door and stepped out

of the apartment.

"If you ever want a piece of this," The pizza guy said as

he grabbed his crotch again. "Just call the pizza house and

ask for Carlos." After saying that, he winked at Mitch and

licked his lips before heading towards the elevator.

Mitch immediately closed the door and locked it. His heart

was pounding hard against his chest. He couldn't believe

that he had received that kind of proposition. He ran

towards the VCR, stopped the player and changed the channel

back to MTV. He then took his pants off the floor and put

it on before his Uncle returned.

That night, while resting on the couch, Mitch couldn't

sleep. He kept tossing and turning. He couldn't stop

thinking about what had happened that day. He couldn't

believe that his Uncle Mike was gay. The Uncle Mike that he

had idolized.

"This can't be?" Mitch said to himself.

"What is?" Mike asked him as he opened the fridge.

Mitch jumped off the couch.

"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you." Mike said.

"Nah, didn't heard you." Mitch said.

Realizing the he was only wearing his white undies; he

immediately laid on the couch and pulled the covers on his

semi-naked body. Lucky for him, his Uncle was still looking

inside the fridge.

"I thought you were asleep?" Mitch asked.

"Apparently, not." Mike kidded. "I'm doing some paper work.

Just came out to get some water."

"Oh..." Mitch exclaimed.

Mike finished drinking his water before heading towards the

couch. He looked down on Mitch.

"Kiddo, are you sure alright?" Mike asked.

Mitch looked up to him and saw that his Uncle Mike was only

wearing a blue thong that obscene showed his big bulge.

Mitch gulped.

"Oh, sorry about this." Mitch pointed at his blue thong. "I

forgot that you were here. I'm used to wearing just my

underwear inside the apartment. Hope this doesn't embarrass

you?"

"No." Mitch said as he looked at his Uncle's face.

"What's wrong? You been awfully quiet since I got back from

my meeting."

"Nothing. I guess, I'm just tired from the long trip."

"Okay, then. Good night." Mike said.

As he turned around, Mitch had glimpsed of his Uncle's

robust buttocks.

"Good night." Mitch said as his voice cracked.

Mike just chuckled quietly when he heard his nephew's voice

cracked. He entered his bedroom and closed the door.

Mitch couldn't believe that he had seen his Uncle's cock.

Though, it was covered by the undergarment, little of it

anyway, he knew that his Uncle Mike had a huge dick.

"Dammit, Mitch! What's wrong with you?" He said to himself

as he felt his cock throbbed in his underwear.

Confused and scared, Mitch pushed it out of his mind and

tried to get some sleep. Then he thought of his Harriet

might help him divert his mind from thinking of Ethan,

Carlos and his Uncle Mike. That did the trick. The more he

thought of her, the more his dick became hard. He closed

his eyes and put his right hand inside the sheets. He

fondled his cock through his underwear as he recalled how

she gave him his first handjob in the cinema two days ago.

They had watched the last full show of Matrix Reload. Since

it was the last showing day, only a few people were

watching it. He and Harriet had balcony seats. Harriet was

the aggressive type. He led Mitch to the last upper row to

the right and chose the corner seats.

Trailers were still showing when they got to their seats

when Harriet took Mitch's left hand and put it around her

neck. She then began nibbling at Mitch's right earlobe and

she guided Mitch's left hand to her left breast. Though,

Mitch was still a virgin and Harriet was his first real

date, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to know what

Harriet wanted him to do with his hand.

As he continued to recall how Harriet's breast felt under

his ministration, his dick had grown passed the waistband

of his briefs. Precum began oozing of his cock, as he

continued to toy with his cock. Mitch pulled the covers

down just a bit above of his knees and continued caressing

his shaft through his underwear with his palm.

Harriet's mouth traveled from his earlobe to his lips.

Mitch welcomed her lips to his and their tongue began

dancing together. As they continued to French kiss,

Harriet's left hand began feeling his teen muscular torso,

strapping tummy until her hand was on top of Mitch's hard

package. Mitch's eyes bulged. He stopped kissing Harriet

and looked down at his crotch. Then he returned his gazed

at Harriet who smiled at him as she gently unzipped his

pants. Mitch gently grabbed her hand.

"Relax, you'll love this." Harriet whispered in his ear.

"But in here?" Mitch questioned.

"Why not?" Harriet said as she put her hand inside of

Mitch's pants and caressed his hard dick through his boxer

briefs.

"Someone might see us?" Mitch said, as his voice became

raspy.

"Just relax and enjoy the rush!" Harriet said as she began

jerking Mitch's hardon through his underwear.

"Oh... Har... riet... Umm..."

Harriet's lips dove back to Mitch's lips to silence his

moans. Mitch's hips began bucking against Harriet's hand

and in less than two minutes he began shooting his seeds

inside his underwear. Harriet's eyes bulged as she felt her

palm became wet by Mitch's spunk. She couldn't believe that

Mitch could cum a lot and in less than two minutes. When

Mitch's settled down, she removed her hand and looked at

it. She could see his spunk on his palm. She wiped it on

the side of the seat and gave Mitch a kiss on the cheek.

By then, Mitch had his entire eight inches hard cock in his

right hand pounding it like crazy. His briefs were lowered

just enough to exposed the base of his cock but his balls

were still tacked under the garment. He bit his lips to

stop himself for making any noise that might alert his

Uncle. He rewound the scene with Harriet as he continued to

jack his teen cock.

As he got to part again where Harriet was rubbing his cock

inside his pants, it was replaced by the scene that he saw

Ethan did in the tape. It invaded his psyche and he vividly

saw the joy of orgasm written on Ethan's face when he cummed.

Mitch tried to push it out of his mind and tried to think of

Harriet when Carlos appeared instead in his mind. Carlos had

his cock out and was gingerly caressing his Latino hung dick

in front of him. Then in an instant, his Uncle Mike appeared

wearing just his thong just a few inches from his face.

Seeing that bulged made him cummed. His sperms came out

flying from his throbbing cock. He shot seven times covering

his naked torso. Some even landed on his face. That was one

of the most powerful orgasms he had ever had. Drenched in

cum, he couldn't believe that he had just cummed thinking of

others guys especially his Uncle Mike. He closed his eyes and

wanted to rest for awhile. A few minutes had passed and his

eyes remained close. He had fallen asleep leaving his body

still covered with cum and his flaccid dick exposed.

.. part 2 coming soon

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Thanks,

Trese

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