Vacation at Uncle Pete's

Part - 1

"Honey, you need to get your things together, we have to leave soon," yelled mom from the bottom of the steps.

They were going on vacation again, leaving me behind so they could have a good time with each other. Apparently being 18 I wasn't old enough or trusted enough to stay at the house by myself, so they made me pack up my things to go live with my uncle for a week. I don't know what my parents were afraid of. I'm almost a full grown man, I can take care of myself.

We finally get to Uncle Pete's place after a two hour drive and it looked like it was right out of an older western movie. He sat on the porch in a rocking chair, swaying back and forth with the wind. His house was small, but it felt warm and cozy. There was just something about it that made me feel welcome and at home. I unpacked my things and walked with my parents up to him on the porch.

"Hey there big fella," my father said, extending his hand to give a hearty handshake. My mother followed through with a hug and I gave him a handshake as well. His warn, rough hands touched mine and I felt a tingle go down my spine. Our eyes connected throughout the entire handshake, I didn't want to let go. He gave me a smile and our hands finally parted.

"Why don't you go on inside and find your room, it's upstairs on the right," said Pete. I turned and gave my mother and father a hug and went inside, up the stairs, and to the right like Pete had said. The room was small, but comfortable. The wind gave a nice warm breeze and the country air smelled wonderful. I could see myself living in this place. I started to unpack my things as I heard the car the starting and went to the window to wave my parents goodbye.

I could hear Uncle Pete come up the stairs behind me as he stood in the doorway.

"So, how do you like it?" he said. "I know it's nothing like your parents place, but it works for me."

"I like it," I said with a smile. "Something about it just feels so warm to me."

He gave me a chuckle of agreement, "That's why I fell in love with the place."

He started to walk off, motioning for me to follow him. He wanted to give me a tour of the place. Right before the stairs, across the hall, was his bedroom. He showed me where everything was, the kitchen, the bathroom, and the living room. The kitchen was filled with something smelling amazing. If Uncle Pete was good at anything, it would have to be cooking.

"Why don't you finish unpacking your things and come down after, dinner should be ready by then," he explained.

I sat down across from Uncle Pete as we ate. We talked about my life and what I've been doing. If I had a job or if I liked school; this was the most we've ever talked but it felt right. He told me some stories from his childhood and we shared some laughs. The night grew darker as we were finishing up, and we took the conversation to his living room. He didn't have a full size sofa, just a love seat, so we ending up sitting right beside each other, almost touching.

We watched the TV for an hour so, flipping channels often until we ended up watching a little of everything. I couldn't help but feel aroused. I was trying not to but that just made it worse. I kept thinking what would happen if he saw how hard my penis was right now. I excused myself from the room, saying I would call it an early night and just hit the sack. He wished me a goodnight and continued sitting on the couch, flipping through channels.

My curiosity got the better of me when I was going up the stairs, and instead of turning right into my room I found myself going left to his. I looked around in his room, which was bigger than mine, sporting a king sized bed that was just asking to get laid on. In my excitement I had managed to turn out the sound of Uncle Pete coming up the stairs. I laid there in his bed until I heard the door close behind me. I jumped up, scared by the intrusion and saw Pete guarding the door.

I started to make up a story that I forgot which room was mine, as I was walking to the door giving a smile to make up for my mistake. I figured he was standing there to open the door for me when I got close, but that wasn't the case. I got to about a step in front of him and he stuck his hand out.

"Where do you think you're going," he said. His voice was suddenly serious as I started to get worried. I tried to play it off and repeat my story of accidentally getting lost, giving a nervous laugh when I told it again.

"That's not how things work around here boy," I gulped while he was talking. "If you do something wrong you're going to get punished."

"I'm sorry Uncle Pete, I didn't mean to go into your room, it was honestly an accident!"

He wasn't buying it. He reached out with his warn, rough hands and stuck one on each of my shoulders, pushing me down.

"Get on your knees, boy," he said. I had no choice, he was too strong. I was pushed to my knees as I looked up at him. He reached his hands down to mine, pulling one back up to his crotch. He slowly unbuttoned his pants, and used my hand to unzip them. I was surprised to find he wasn't wearing anything underneath, and was staring directly at his penis.

"Now you're going to suck my dick," he grunted.

"Please Uncle Pete, I've never done this before." Why was I saying that? Why didn't I run? Surely I could push him away and run down the stairs, bolting out of the house. Did I want to suck his penis?

He grabbed my hand and placed it on his cock. I started to stroke it, feeling it get harder with each pass of my hand. I was excited. My penis was getting harder just like his.

"Now stick it in your mouth and suck on it," he demanded.

Without hesitation I stuck out my tongue and licked his penis. I liked it more than he did. I took my hand off of his cock and slowly wrapped my mouth around its tip. I could feel Uncle Pete's hands on the back of my head, urging me to go further down his now hard dick. I did, slowly going down his shaft, enjoying the taste of his penis every step of the way. He forced the rest of his cock down my throat and held it there. After a few seconds I started to gag and pulled back from his cock.

"That's a good boy, you took all of my penis on the first try," he said with a smile. "Now let's try to get your throat stretched so you don't back away next time."

I stuck my mouth back on his penis, going down faster this time. He started to fuck my mouth slowly. Each time I went down he forced it in. It was so big. I don't know how it fit in my mouth, but I wanted it so badly. He kept fucking my mouth , picking up the pace. Before I knew it my cock just exploded with cum. There was wet stains appearing on the front of my jeans. Uncle Pete stopped as he took notice.

"Oh wow boy, that's a big mess you made there," he said. I felt embarrassed. I came so fast. "You're going to have to take those off now."

I did as he told me. Starting with my shoes and socks. I then took off my belt, followed by my pants and boxers. By the time I looked back up at Uncle Pete I noticed he had already taken off his shirt. He motioned for me to stand up. I did, looking at him with a grin on my face. He used his hands to push my mouth against his hairy nipples. Without thinking about it I started sucking on them. I heard him moan and my cock dripping from cum was starting to get hard again.

He pushed me back and took my shirt off. He grabbed my arm and we walked over to a chair by his bed. He sat down, and I got back on my knees. I immediately stuck out my tongue and licked from the the bottom of his penis to the top, opening my mouth and starting to suck it again. I looked up at him and saw him smiling back at me. It made my cock twinge.

"That's a good boy, now you're getting the hang of it," he said. "Don't make cum yet, suck on my balls. I want you to feel them getting bigger in your mouth."

I took his advice and moved my mouth from his penis to his balls, licking them with my tongue. It tasted just like his penis and I enjoyed it just as much. I opened my mouth wide and let his whole ball sack drop into my mouth, sucking on his balls and moving my tongue around them. I could feel them getting bigger. I went back to his cock and went all the way down without him forcing me, sucking harder than I ever have.

He grabbed my head with his hands again and forced me down his cock as hard and fast as he could. I felt his body start to tense up and he shoved my head all the way down his penis, holding it there. He growled and gasped a few times and I could feel something warm filling up my throat. I didn't pull away. He let go of my head and my mouth slid up his cock, he was still filling up my mouth with a massive load. I had to swallow because my mouth was starting to overflow. It tasted like sticky sweet salt water, I loved it and couldn't have enough. My cock exploded again, and I came all over myself, this load was bigger than the first. I wiped up the cum that was dripping down my chin with my finger and sucked it until it was dry. I licked his cock again, cleaning up everything that couldn't fit in my mouth.

"You did a good job boy, that was the biggest load I've ever had, and you swallowed all of it," he said.

"I've never had a better dessert," I shouted. We both looked at each other and laughed.

He stood up from the chair and I got up from the floor, gathering my clothes. He stuck his arm around my shoulder as we walked towards the door. He moved his arm down when we neared the door frame and slapped and grabbed my ass. I jumped from excitement, walking back to my room with my clothes in hand and my cum on my chest. I think I'll enjoy staying with my uncle more than my parents enjoy each other on vacation. I can't wait until tomorrow. I've never went to bed with a bigger smile on my face.