Date: Sat, 9 Mar 2024 12:58:58 -0600
From: Sweetheart <rocococock@gmail.com>
Subject: Camping with Uncle Tony

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*This is a work of fiction depicting incestual relations between legal,
consenting adults.*

Camping with Uncle Tony
Chapter 1

I was more eager than I'd been in my life the week leading up to my
first camping trip with Uncle Tony. It was a tradition in my family that
each nephew, once he turned 18, got to spend a week in the wilderness
with Uncle Tony, the only of my dad's brothers who never settled down
and had kids. As the baby of the family, I'd spent my whole childhood
hearing my cousins bragging about their adventures with Uncle Tony, how
he's a survivalist badass and taught them "what it means to be a man."
All of the men in my family are as macho as they come, all at least
6'2" and athletic, with chiseled, handsome faces. All of them except
for me, who was only 5'10" and far from an athlete, with a soft and
delicate face and slim build. My cousins would tell me about how Uncle
Tony made them sleep outside naked, crawl through mud, eat live bugs, and
countless other displays of masculinity. All of that to say, my dad and
brothers were shocked to hear how excited I was, and how I couldn't wait
for my week in the woods with Uncle Tony.

Sure, I wasn't thrilled about whatever manly bullshit I'd have to go
through, but that wasn't why I was so excited. Uncle Tony was the most
handsome, rugged man I'd ever seen, and ever since I was a little boy
I've had an insatiable hunger for him. He's the tallest in the family,
standing at 6'7" with a broad chest, lean torso, and a bulge the size
of a grapefruit. When I was a kid and Uncle Tony would stay with us, I'd
beg my dad to let him sleep in my room, claiming I'd have nightmares
otherwise. Uncle Tony would strip down into his briefs and put me on his
hairy chest, where I'd curl up beneath his big arms. He'd stroke my back
or play with my hair while I'd stare at the hard, dark nipples that rose
and fell as he breathed. It was my favorite thing in the world, but as I
got older and realized I was gay, I did everything I could to conceal it.
Including showing less interest in my dad's hunky brother.

The day of my trip with Uncle Tony finally came, and as I threw my duffle
into the back of his pickup truck, he patted me on the back telling me
how excited he was to spend some time with me.

"Really?" I asked, my strawberry blond hair falling in my eyes.

"Fuck yeah, dude! My last little nephew is all grown up, can't wait to
hang with you, man!" Uncle Tony said as I watched the veins in his neck
pop out while he spoke.

Loading into the truck, Uncle Tony adjusted his mirrors and blasted some
music, and we were on our way. My stomach buzzed with excitement and
nerves, which happened every time I was alone with him, and as we drove,
I stared silently ahead, not sure what to say.

"So, you ready to chop some wood and catch some fish?" he asked me,
turning and smiling at me, his dimple winking.

"Uh, I mean, I guess so!" I said, scratching my neck. "Uhm, are you
really gonna make me eat bugs?"

"What?" Uncle Tony's deep voice erupted in laughter at my question.
"Did your brothers tell you that?"

"Yeah, they said you made them crawl through mud and sleep outside and
stuff!" I exclaimed, confused about what this trip was going to be.

"Well, sure, I made those assholes do that shit, but they deserved it.
Not you, kid. You can do whatever you want," he said, looking at the
road.

I was shocked, and relieved, but couldn't understand why he wasn't
going to make me do what my brothers had to do.

"But... I thought you were going to show me how to be a man!" I said,
confused.

"I think we both know that's not what you need. There are all kinds of
ways to be a man, and you're already a better one than any of your
brothers, and probably even your dad too."

I was shocked that Uncle Tony could think so highly of me and that he was
speaking so freely, which I'd never heard him do before. As far as I
knew, I was the runt of the family and everybody judged me for it like I
was some sissy, even though I secretly was. I didn't respond, sitting in
my shock, as Uncle Tony hummed to the radio the rest of the way.

Finally, we turned off the paved road and down a dirt one, driving for
what seemed like miles before Uncle Tony stopped the car and turned off
the engine. Stepping out of the truck, I looked around and saw nothing
but trees, noticing I could hear a stream in the distance. Uncle Tony was
already getting to work, hopping into the bed of his truck, and starting
to toss our bags and equipment out. I stood and watched as his open
flannel shirt blew in the wind and his muscular thighs and butt flexed in
his tight jeans. After a while, I thought I was starting to look like a
wimp and offered to help.

"Oh, don't worry about it, kid, why don't you just start clearing an
area for the tent? I'll lift all this heavy shit," Uncle Tony said as a
bead of sweat rolled down his square forehead and his thin pink lips
smirked at me.

I did as I was told while I contemplated why Uncle Tony was being so nice
to me. I watched him out of the corner of my eye as I gathered twigs and
moved small rocks out of the way. It was the middle of summer at high
noon, and before long, Uncle Tony had sweat through his shirt while he
set up the stove and unpacked his equipment. I watched as he ripped his
flannel off followed by his white, see-through undershirt. His smooth,
tan skin shone in the sun and his furry chest and stomach were wet with
sweat. I even got a good look at the thick, dark hair in his pits as he
lifted his shirt over his head. As he tossed them into the bed of his
truck, he glanced at me, making eye contact, and giving me a smirk.

In a few hours, our campsite for the week was all set up and the sun
getting low. We had a makeshift firepit with a grate and pot for boiling
water, a small, single-person tent, and a clothesline for drying our
laundry. As I looked around, I felt a small twinge of horror in the pit
of my stomach, knowing that I'd be living here for a week.

"Uh... where will we go to the bathroom?" I asked with my hand on the
back of my neck.

"Wherever you want, dude!" Uncle Tony said, his hands on his bare hips.

"Don't we have to, like... wipe?"

"I mean, use a leaf if ya' want. Or just be a filthy pig! That's the
whole point of coming out here, y'know? Just us, nobody around to judge
or see what we do," Uncle Tony said, standing in the afternoon light,
his broad and tight body shining like a god.

"Okay... but what will we eat?" I asked when Uncle Tony pulled me in for
a hug.

"Bud, knock it off, okay? I've got us taken care of; you don't have to
worry!" he said as he buried my face in his sweaty chest and wrapped his
massive arms around me.

I hadn't felt our skin touch like this since I was a boy, and Uncle Tony
smelled salty and musky, and my senses were overwhelmed by his manliness.
I backed up as he let go of me, doing my best to maintain my composure,
but feeling drunk with lust as I looked up at him. He grinned down at me
through his stubble, his jaw looking sharp as stone even from below.

"C'mon, let's go take a swim! I fuckin' stink!" he said as he turned
away from me, unbuttoning his jeans and yanking them off his hips.

Uncle Tony bent over as he pulled his pants off his legs, showing me his
furry and muscular ass. I couldn't believe what I was seeing as I caught
a glimpse of his balls and fat cockhead flopping between his legs as he
pulled his jeans over his boots. I could sense that my jaw was on the
floor as I stared at my godly Uncle's bare ass when he turned around and
showed me his beautiful cock and thick, overgrown bush. I'd only ever
seen a man naked in porn, and Uncle Tony was more gorgeous than any porn
star I'd seen. His cock was fat, even though it was soft, and his balls
hung low, covered in thick, curly pubes that connected to the full bush
over his dick. His thighs were ridiculously thick and toned, and as he
stood before me, I couldn't keep myself from staring at him.

"Hello, Earth to Brady! C'mon dude, get those clothes off, let's hit
it!" he said, turning and starting to sprint west.

I hurriedly yanked my shirt off and my shorts, pulling my underwear off,
knowing that Uncle Tony was too far away to see my raging teen boner. As
I ran after him, my dick bounced painfully, thankfully making my erection
go down. I kept my eyes focused on Uncle Tony, who was about 50 feet in
front of me running at full speed, completely naked. I was still in a
state of disbelief that I was naked, chasing after the man I'd spent my
life thirsting over, while his hairy ass flexed and jiggled as he ran. He
stopped, and as I ran up behind him, I saw a beautiful and peaceful
stream that looked very clean and about 3 feet deep. I stood next to
Uncle Tony, doing my best not to look at his cock again. Looking down at
me and smiling, he stepped into the water and collapsed, dunking his body
under the water before floating on his back. I stood and watched from the
shore as his huge chest rose high above the water, just like his soft
cock and big toes that stuck out from the surface. As I felt my dick
getting hard again, I hopped in swimming around for a minute as I
scrubbed my pits and between my ass cheeks.

As I stood and rubbed some water on my face, Uncle Tony came up behind
me, tackling me and shoving me under the water. I came up gasping for air
when he scooped me up and held me high above the water by my waist. His
hands wrapped nearly around me as I laughed and kicked my feet. Uncle
Tony through me over his shoulder, my dick pressed against him as he put
his hand on my bare ass, holding me steady as he carried me to shore. I
was in heaven with his hand on me, watching his thick ass flex as he
waded through the water. Stepping onto the ground, he placed me upright
and gave my ass a good hard slap, making me yelp. I loved getting teased
by him like this, especially since we were both naked, and I took the
opportunity to get him back.

"Holy shit, what's that?" I said, pointing in the opposite direction.

When Uncle Tony turned his head, I gave him a good hard push, making him
fall backward into the stream.

"Oh, you little shit!" he yelled as I giggled. "I'm gonna fucking get
you!"

As he got himself up, I sprinted towards the campsite, looking back now
and then to see my beefcake of an uncle running at me, his hairy pecs
bouncing and his dick flopping from side to side. As we got to our
campgrounds for the week, I made a B line into the tent, diving in
headfirst and zipping the door closed behind me. I scooted into the back
corner, pulling my knees to my chest as I huffed and giggled like a kid
playing. I shrieked when Uncle Tony started shaking the tent, growling,
and whooping like an animal. He ripped the Velcro panels for of the mesh
"windows" bending down and glaring at me.

"Hey there, you little fuck! You think you can hide from me?" he said,
shaking the tent more and making me giggle. "You got another thing
coming, punk!"

Uncle Tony grabbed the top of the tent and lifted it off the ground,
which to him probably felt like nothing. I laughed as the ground beneath
me disappeared and the tent collapsed around me, clasped in Uncle Tony's
hand like I was a wounded bird in a potato sack. I laughed as he ticked
my butt through the floor of the tent before dropping me back down and
unzipping the door. He reached in with his massive hand, grabbed me by
the arm, and dragged me out of the tent while I laughed hysterically. He
threw me to the ground, kneeling over me as he pinned my wrists to either
side of my head, sitting snuggly on top of my pelvis. I couldn't stop
laughing, not having played like this in years, with tears running down
my face.

Uncle Tony held me pinned to the ground, his massive frame sitting
directly on my dick, which wasn't so soft anymore. His balls and flaccid
cock were sitting on top of my stomach, and his huge thighs squeezed
either side of my ribcage. My tiny chest rose and fell as I tried to
catch my breath, looking up at Uncle Tony who was breathing heavily as he
smiled down at me.

"Oh, you think you can get away that easy, huh?" he said, bending down
and biting my ear.

I shrieked and laughed as I felt his stubble brush the side of my face
and his hot breath tickled my ear. He kept nibbling, sending waves of an
intense feeling I can barely describe through my body.

"Looks like someone's ticklish," he whispered into my ear, blowing
more of his hot breath into my ear before shoving his tongue in.

I yelped and kicked my legs, unsuccessfully trying to get away from him.
He licked, sucked, and nibbled at my ear, making me cough, scream, and
laugh. I could barely breathe as he moved to my other ear, grinding his
hips so his hairy taint was rubbing my dick back and forth. I squealed
and laughed, but Uncle Tony wouldn't stop, and before long my screams
turned into moans. He was rolling his hips, grinding his ass into my dick
while he held my wrists down and licked the inside of my ear. My moans
were guttural, and my little teen dick was throbbing beneath him.  I had
my eyes shut tight and I could feel my face getting hot as Uncle Tony ran
his stubble over my cheeks, moving down and sucking on my neck. I'd
never felt any like it, and my moans turned back into screams. My
screaming was more like pleading as I begged him to stop, unable to
breathe and terrified of the orgasm I could feel building. I bit my lip
as Uncle Tony continued to grind on my boner, moving back and forth and
running his taint over my dick from his hole to his balls.

"F-Fuck..." I moaned as Uncle Tony continued grinding on me, bending
down further, and biting at my flat pink nipples.

I had no idea my nipples were so sensitive, and after yelping and
practically digging a hole in the dirt around my head from thrashing, my
cock sprayed a thick rope of teen cum. Uncle Tony didn't stop, and my
cum sprayed out from around his dick as I screamed. He rode me like a
horse for a bit longer as my dick twitched, and I finished emptying my
teen balls onto my stomach. Finally, Uncle Tony sat up, still on top of
me, and I saw my load dripping from the backside of his balls, his dick
semi-hard as he grinned at me, shaking his head.

"You kids come so damn easily!" he said, laughing as he stood up.

I panted as I looked up at him, his dick bigger and more swollen than
I'd ever seen it. He dug his hand into his ass, scooping my cum off of
it and flicking it onto the ground. Without a second thought about it, he
started to build a fire, as if nothing happened. As I stared at the
afternoon sky, I felt my cum getting dry on my skin as I contemplated
what the fuck just happened.


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