Date: Fri, 30 Dec 2011 16:06:47 -0600 From: Evan Sellers Subject: My Favorite Uncle I This story is partially true and partially based upon what I wanted to happen and still do. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locations is entirely coincidental. The sexuality of all characters is entirely a figment of the author's imagination. For those of you that are NOT of legal age, please find other material to read. If you are offended by male/male material, or it is illegal to view such materials in your area, you should be leaving at this time. This story may contain scenes of a graphic nature between an uncle and his nephew, or under age boys and adult males, which may not be legal in your area. If you are under 18 or material of this nature is illegal in your present location, please leave now. By continuing to read on, you are confirming that it is legal for you to view the material in this story. You are either not performing any type of research in preparation for any forms of legal action, directly or indirectly, affecting the contents of this site. In addition, you are agreeing that the author, editor, and this site will not be held responsible for any consequences of you viewing or downloading the story. NOTE: This story is partially true and partially based upon what I wanted to happen and still do. MY FAVORITE UNCLE By: Evan Sellers I grew up in the 1970s in a conservative Midwestern rural community. I have one uncle who, to this day, even in his early 70s, still gives me a boner to stroke. He divorced my aunt when I was ten and ran off with a local whore to Texas. Unfortunately, and fortunately for me, he still has a problem with commitment to this day, and has been married multiple times with equal number of divorces after a very short time. Let me describe my Uncle Heath ? he is not overly tall ? less than 6?, about 210 lbs., barrel-chested, muscular, very little chest hair, sandy blonde hair, drop-dead blue eyes, light facial hair, and bow-legged from carrying all those bricks and blocks over the years. I always thought it was a bit strange, but he always went commando ? I do not think he, even to this day, owns a pair of underwear. He usually wore a white t-shirt that was purposely bought one size too small and carpenter?s jeans worn with no belt. Thus, when he was working, his jeans were usually hanging quite low, exposing much of his ass and pubic hair. He had an uncanny ability when he was hiring co-workers, apprentices, or high school students to work for him. All of the trucks from his business were beaters because of the type of work they do. I always thought that it was strange that the trucks were stocked with the normal tools, as well as several gay porn magazines behind the seat and an ample supply of rubbers in the glove box. His motto was that he wanted his guys to be ready at all times. Several years into the business, he required his workers to dress similarly to the way he dressed ? work uniform. One of my earliest memories of my Uncle Heath was him noticing when I was in 5th grade that I went through puberty. He had a pool, and all of a sudden, he invited me to come to his home to swim. My mother, not knowing that her brother was horny as hell, would take me to his house to swim. I thought it a bit strange how often he hugged me really tightly ? rubbing my back with each hug. I remember looking under the vanity in his bathroom when I was younger, and there were always at least four large containers of petroleum jelly. This stockpile caught me by surprise, but what really surprised me when I went looking, was that all jars were open and used ? but not empty. By the summer between my eighth and ninth grade year of school, he was inviting me over more regularly, and all of a sudden, he decided it was time for me to have a quite personal and candid talk with me. Unc said, ?You know, you are always welcome to come to my house to swim, right?? I nodded. ??but, you need to learn that everything in life comes with a cost?? ?Cost??, I said. ?Yes, everything from here on requires you to either pay or work for your swimming privilege,? he said. My heart sank. I loved my uncle, but all of a sudden, growing up stunk. I didn?t have a job; I didn?t have any money, and I didn?t know how I was going to pay him. I didn?t know, but he certainly did. I must have looked sad, because he said, ?Come here, boy, there are other ways to pay for things.? Uncle Heath grabbed me, pulled me in close, and proceeded to rub my back again. All at once, he slid his big calloused hand under my t-shirt, under my waistband, and between my ass-cheeks and began rubbing my asshole. His hands were rough, but his touch was gentle and loving. I was a virgin still, but I fell deeply in love with Unc. I looked forward to spending afternoons and evenings at Unc?s house and swimming. That summer, Unc decided that the business was doing well, and he decided to put in a larger, enclosed pool with a heated room that could be used all year. I was ecstatic! He worked on the room all fall, and finally, he was able to fill the pool, stabilize the water, and he invited me over to swim on Christmas Eve. Unc informed me of the only rule for the new pool. From then on, when I was there with him, no swimming suits were allowed ? only swimming in the buff! As I matured, I started looking more and more like his dad, my grandfather. I was 6? tall, 180 lbs, sandy blonde hair, blue eyes, no chest hair ? just hair on in my armpits, pubes, and on my ass. From all the swimming that I did and working in the farming community, I looked like a tanned, barrel-chested swimmer ? with a thick, 5? cut cock when flaccid and 8 «? when hard. I learned from Unc to go commando, and dress to show off my chest and ass. So Christmas Eve, I arrived at Unc?s, and he was dressed, or undressed as it were, for swimming. He told me to get changed for swimming and he would take me out to the pool. I had never seen Unc nude, but his cock was as handsome as him ? thick, sandy blonde pubes, and 5 «? soft. That day I learned that he trimmed the hair on his ass and thighs ? I started getting hard immediately. He saw that I was excited, and said, ?Come here, boy! Remember when I told you that you had to pay to swim?? ?Yes,? I said. ?Well now, it is time to pay? He grabbed me by the arm and walked me over to the bathroom in the pool area. Under the vanity were four more jars of petroleum jelly. Very soon, these jars were going to make perfect sense. He grabbed the top jar and said, ?Take some of this out of the jar, and rub it into my cock! I am going to rub some on your asshole. All that chlorine will dry you out.? As I started rubbing the jelly on his cock, he immediately got hard. His cock was huge! When I saw how big his cock was, I immediately went from getting a boner to my cock standing at full attention. When he got done rubbing my ass, Unc said, ?Bend over, boy! This is gonna hurt like hell at first, but then it will feel so good.? Nervously, I answered, ?Okay.? Unc lined up his massive meat behind my ass and started pushing his raging cock into my ring. Then, with one hard lunge, he shoved his cock all the way into my ass. My sphincter spasmed, and I must have collapsed a bit. It hurt so bad all I could do was scream. Unc grabbed my hips, started sliding his cock in and out of me, and said gruffly, ?Take this like a man, because today you are a man.? He backed his cock almost all the way out of my ass, and then slammed my ass again with his cock. The pain was subsiding, and I started to enjoy being fucked by Unc. He arched his barrel-chest up over my back, and plowed my ass for what seemed forever. I learned that all the years of Unc?s hard work had made him strong, as well as having unrelenting stamina. He fucked my ass for at least 30 minutes. My asshole was aching, and with every stroke of his huge cock banging on my prostate, I leaked a load of cum with almost every thrust. His strength was incredible, and his cock was moreso. As he was plowing my ass, he was grunting, groaning, and growling with deep guttural sounds coming from deep in his chest. As he got closer to cumming, he slammed me harder. My asshole felt like it was going to explode with every plunge before his massive organ. I was exhausted, but was determined to take whatever Unc was giving me. Then, Unc yelled, ?I am about to bust a nut, and you?re gonna take every drop!? He pulled his cock out, and spun me around. He yelled again, ?Open your cum-hole! Your gonna eat my load!! Just like when he slammed my asshole with his cock, he rammed his cock into my throat. I thought I was going to die from being gagged. His cock was huge. He yelled again, ?Open your throat!? By the time he slammed his cock into the back of my throat the second time, my gag reflex triggered, and the spit in my throat was thick. He pumped my throat two to three more times, and he growled, ?AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!! Shit, I?m busting!!? I had never tasted man-cum before, and his hot, salty spunk was incredible! Besides the taste of his cum, I tasted my own juices that were on his cock. He continued to shoot what must have been six more loads of cum in my mouth, until he finally ran dry. My raging cock was so hard now, I didn?t know if I was going to be able to stand much longer. Unc put his big fist in the small of my back and stood me up and spun me around. He said, ?Ok, my turn to milk your meat.? My 8 « inches were straining, as I knew I could not hold on after all of this much longer. He took my cock into his mouth and swallowed it whole. My eyes must have been huge with amazement. I tried to slowly hump Unc?s throat, but I was in such an extreme mix of ecstasy and exhaustion. My asshole was throbbing; my throat was aching; my stomach was full of ?Unc-spunk,? and all I wanted to do was bust my nut. He tensed his jaw and made his mouth so tight that he forced me to pump my ass with ever lunge of his rugged n mouth around my cock. I couldn?t take it anymore. He felt me starting to squirm just before I was about to cum. He reached his big hand around me and stuck two fingers in my asshole and proceeded to find my prostate in what seemed like one single movement in less than two seconds. Unc then took his other arm and grabbed his other big forearm and pulled me in to force my cock deep into his throat. I thrust my hips three or four times, and I could not hold on any longer. My balls were aching, and I shot my load. I pumped six to seven huge gushes of cum down Unc?s throat. Unc took his fingers that were resting on my prostate and pushed down and proceeded to send me into an uncontrolled orgasm. My cock shot streams with ever press on my prostate. Unc started to laugh as I was drained. I looked down at Unc?s cock, and he had regained his raging hard-on. I was physically exhausted and started to collapse. Unc spoke and said, ?Oh, no, young man, you?re not done yet.? He reached down and grabbed the backs of both of my thighs and proceeded to pick me up. He lifted me up to his chest and proceeded to lower my ass down onto his cock. He then walked across the pool deck and took me down the steps into the shallow end of the pool, and started pumping my asshole again. I groaned, as I couldn?t wait to take his cock again, but was so exhausted that I didn?t know if I could. He patted me on the back and said, ?Your swimming fee for this time is almost paid in full. I?ll call your mom in a little while and let her know that you?re spending the night because you swam yourself stupid!? I feigned a smile and nodded, and he proceeded to slam his monster cock deep into my ass repeatedly. I fell deeply in love with my uncle. The next four years between finishing high school and starting college were a time where I deepened my love and lust for Uncle Heath. Even to this day with him in his early 70s and I am in my mid-40s and Unc has moved south in his older years, I still think back and wank to those times and ?paying? Unc for the privilege of using his pool. Coming Soon: Being introduced to Unc?s crew and working for him over the next summer.