Uncle's Home, Part 3
submitted January 3, 2006
Categories: Family Fun
The weekend was pretty much uneventful from there. After we went to the beach on Saturday we had steaks on the grill and turned in early. Then Sunday we drove up to Anaheim and went to Disneyland. It was only a two hour drive each way but it wore us out. We were both asleep before nine.
Monday morning I heard Carl rustling and then he was at my door leaning on the door jamb totally naked and half awake. "Hey Sean, sorry to wake you man but I got to get soon. I left the number at the shop for you to get a hold of me if you need too. It takes awhile for them to get a message out to us so make sure it’s important. Otherwise I'll be back around 4 o'clock okay? Make yourself at home and don’t worry about nothing. I'll make dinner when I get off."
I was barely awake but managed to lift my head off the pillow long enough to smile at him and tell him to have a good day at work. I slept a bit more till about 8 am. Then I got up and made some coffee. I didn't have a need to dress right away so I thought I'd hang naked in the back yard while I drank my coffee.
I was out in a lawn chair getting some morning sun when I heard a noise at the gate in the left corner. I looked up and saw a tall well built black guy coming into the back yard. He had on a pair of coveralls that was zipped down to his navel. He had no shirt on underneath and was completely smooth and muscular. His head was shaved but he had just about the same bushy mustache that Carl had. I was startled and dropped my coffee cup on the ground as I tried to cover my nuts. "Who are you?" I asked kinda scared.
"Well I was about to ask you the same thing. I'm hoping you’re a friend of Carl's seeing that you made yourself so comfortable in his backyard." the man said.
"I'm his nephew, Sean...but who are you?" I replied.
"Oh shit man, I'm sorry. I forgot you were coming to visit bud. I'm Frank, an old friend of your Uncle's. I own the shop behind the house and kinda look out for the house while Carl is at work."
"Oh yeah, sorry also. Carl told me all about your arrangement with watching each others stuff. That’s cool. Sorry also you caught me as I just rolled out of bed." I was now embarrassed wondering what he might think of me naked in the backyard like this.
"Heck bud don’t worry about it. Anyone walking into the backyard of this house knows that they could be catching Carl in all stages of dress or undress...we've been known to have beers back here together in all stages of dress...or undress." He was laughing now. "You got anymore coffee?"
"Er..yeah, I actually made more than I was going to finish. Let me get you some after I throw on some shorts."
"No need on both counts man. I know my way around and you don’t need to get uncomfortable around me man. Carl and I are family which makes us family. You go ahead and relax I'll go fetch a cup." Frank said as he turned and went into the house. Now what? Would it be rude to go get some shorts? I haven't hung around a grown man naked before. Not even Carl. Although Carl hasn't changed his routine much since I have been here. He is very comfortable with himself and his nudity. I decided to sit tight and cross my legs. I heard the door and Frank came out with two coffee cups. He had also taken his coveralls off his shoulders and had the arms tied around his waist. His shoulders were massive and he had a dark tattoo on his bicep denoting that he was from the Marines.
"I brought you another cup seeing how your original is on the ground. Now, I have about an hour till I'm needed at the shop so why don’t we get to know each other." He sat down in a lawn chair opposite me after he handed me the other cup of coffee. He was smiling the whole time like he was enjoying himself. I couldn’t help thinking how hot he was though. He was even more muscular than Carl and had a very flat stomach where Carl had a bit of a pouch, beer gut, I guess.
"So how long you staying Sean?" he asked as he leaned back in the lawn chair and sipped his cup. It was then I noticed how worn his coveralls were and how the seams in the crotch area had become separated and there were a couple of holes forming...one larger than the other.
"Well just the summer so far, but I haven’t decided where I am going to college yet or what I want to major in. I like it here though. Who knows?" I answered nervously. I am sure he caught the glances I was taking of his crotch. In fact, as I talked I could swear he spread his legs more to open up the holes. It worked with the bigger one; just enough so I could see he went commando as well. I couldn't tell if it was his cock or his balls I was seeing though.
"Well I hope you stay. Carl was really excited you were coming. He's a bit of a loner and really could use some family around. I think I am really the only guy he hangs with. Now you won't mind seeing my ugly mug around here now and then would you?" He grinned again.
"Heck no, nothing ugly about it… err I mean...yeah, Your Carl's friend, why wouldn't I welcome you." I slipped a bit but I think I recovered.
"Well Sean, you got a girl back home?" He went right for it man…but I'll get out of it.
"Not really, I am a bit of a loner myself." I said quickly.
"Hmmm, maybe you are a lot more like your Uncle than I realized. You’re not still a virgin are ya?"
What was he getting at? Maybe he saw me checking him out. He doesn't seem to mind if he did. In fact he has been displaying himself with more confidence. He has put his coffee cup down and had his hands behind his head. His biceps are huge. And his ass is right on the edge of the chair and his legs are spread wide open so I can see the holes plainly.
"No, I'm not a virgin--at least with girls. Err, I mean I have been with a lot of cheerleaders." Fuck I know how to dig a hole.
"So you have experience with girls but you’re not really into them, right?" He was still grinning man.
"Well I do get bored with them quickly. Why?"
"Well Sean, I'm just thinking that you and your Uncle, and me by the way, have more in common than you realize. In fact by the way your man hood is sticking up between your legs I do believe you like looking at your new friend Frank. And I am assuming that your Uncle Carl doesn't know about you yet by the way your acting. You ever been with another man Sean?"
"Er...uh...no...I mean... well me and a bud on the wrestling team used to beat each other off when there were no girls available. But that's all." I tried to make it sound like nothing but I knew I wasn't succeeding.
"And I bet you liked doing that with your friend more than you liked getting down with some puss. Am I right Sean?" Frank was grinning now like the cat that got the canary.
"Sometimes I guess..." I replied.
Frank stood up at that point and let the rest of his coveralls fall to the ground. "You ever see a black cock Sean?" His cock was huge and half hard. It hung there like a slab of meat; I couldn't take my eyes off of it.
"Yeah, saw plenty of them in the locker room at school, just never any that big." I was in a trance now.
"You want to touch it for Frank. I won't tell anyone Sean. It will be between us man." Frank said as he walked over to my chair. He stopped and the cock was growing right in front of my eyes. "Go ahead boy. It isn't the first time I played in this backyard." What was he sayin?. He and Uncle Carl? No way. I didn't figure Carl would be into other guys. Although I wasn't sure he was into women either since he never talked about women or anything.
I reached out; I had to for some reason, and wrapped my right hand around his cock. It started getting harder. "That's right little man. Bring it to your lips if you want." I was ready to obey this dude. I brought the massive meat to my mouth and licked the precum off its head. Then I opened up and started sucking him off. I only got about three inches of him in before I started gagging. "Go slow boy. It will be ok." I was able to open up a bit wider and get a couple more inches then I just started sucking him. He was then trusting into my mouth getting a little more in at a time.
"Fuck yeah boy. I like this mouth; might have to visit here during the day more often." My jaw was getting tired. It was about ten minutes later and he finally shot in my mouth and I swallowed it all.
Then the guilt.