Movie Night with Uncle

by Jason Smith

24 May 2022 12373 readers Score 9.2 (213 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt


WARNING. This story contains sexually oriented adult material. This includes sexual relations between adults and minors. All this has no basis in truth and is all fictional. Author does not condone of any illegal activities as this is purely for fantasy.


"Dad, I don't need a god damn babysitter.  I'm 18!"

"Well, Caleb, maybe if I didn't have to pick you up from jail last week, I might agree with you. Your mom and I are celebrating our anniversary tonight, so I can't be worrying about what trouble you're getting into tonight. We'll be back tomorrow. Your uncle is coming over to stay the night, so I'm sure you'll survive," he shot back at me.

I stormed off to my room, furious that I couldn't meet up with my friends to go to one of the last senior parties of the year before graduation. All the other seniors on the hockey team, in addition to my girlfriend, would be at this party, and I was now bound to be stuck at home with my uncle. 

All because of a simple misunderstanding when a couple cops stumbled upon me and my buddies smoking a joint in the park and hauled us into jail for the night to make a point. Usually, us high school jocks got a free pass with the local cops, but not with these guys.

Don't get me wrong, of all the people to pick to baby sit me, my uncle Brian was the least objectionable. He was my dad's younger brother, about 15 years older than me. Like me, he was also a high school jock in rugby, continuing to play in college, whereas my dad was the nerdy academic stuck on his fucking rules. Brian, on the other hand, was the rebel of the family, a perpetual bachelor, always going out and never settling down. We probably had more in common than I did with my own father. Regardless, I wasn't looking forward to a chaperone tonight when I just wanted to be out with my team mates getting wasted before we all graduated and went our separate ways.

I was texting my buddies letting them know I was grounded in for the night and wouldn't make the party, when I heard the doorbell ring. I walked back downstairs to greet my uncle.

"Hey, bro," he said, hugging my dad, slapping him on the back. "Damn, Jessica. Looking hot in that dress! If my brother doesn't nail you tonight, you give me a call," he said to my mom, who was wearing a tight fitting black dress.

"Jesus Christ, Brian. It's our anniversary," my dad complained.

"I'm just saying, she looks smoking-hot in that dress. I hope you told her that," he replied. "Did he tell you that??" he asked my mom.

"Well, thanks, I guess," my mom replied, blushing a little at the vulgar compliment.

"Ah, and there's the prisoner himself. Looks like we're both grounded together tonight, kiddo," he said to me as I came down the stairs.

"Hey, Uncle Brian. Sorry you got roped into being the warden tonight," I said sarcastically, glancing over at my dad.

"Well, as fun as this is, Jessica and I have an anniversary to celebrate, so we're off. I left the name of the restaurant and the hotel we're staying at on the fridge. I trust there won't be any emergencies, so we'll see you two in the morning. Brian, thanks for coming over," my dad said as he and my mom walked out the front door.

Closing the door behind my parents, Uncle Brian turned and said to me, "So, kid, guess it's you and me tonight. Heard you got thrown into the pen for smoking weed."

"Yeah, what can I say, stupid mistake I guess," I responded.

"Well, fortunately for you, I'm not a cop," he said as he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out two joints. "And, if you fucking tell your dad, I will deny it and throw your scrawny ass under the bus so fast...."

"I always knew you were my favorite uncle. And who the fuck you calling scrawny?!" I replied, pulling my shirt up to flex my abs and chest, and holding my arm up, flexing.

"Ha, you hockey jocks always love to show off. Looks like your balls finally descended and you got some testosterone in ya...Soooo, now that your parents are gone for the night, why don't you run out and grab the two sixers I have in the trunk of my car."

I grinned again, realizing this night might not be as terrible as I had thought. He ruffled my hair and smacked me in the ass as I walked past him out to his car to grab the two six-packs of IPA in the trunk of his '66 mustang.

I walked back in with the beer and proceeded to the kitchen to put them in the fridge. I noticed the door to the back patio was open. I walked out and Uncle Brian was standing next to the pool lighting one of the joints.

"Shall we?" he said as he saw me come out.

"Fuck yeah, Uncle," I responded, walking up to him. He handed me the other joint and lit the lighter in front of me. We both inhaled our joints deeply and exhaled plumes of smoke. Uncle Brian grabbed a chair and leaned back into it, legs spread wide. I did the same while we continued to smoke our joints.

"So, kid, other than getting arrested....bravo, by the way....how you been?" he asked, blowing out a thick stream of smoke.

"Ha, I'm good, Uncle. Fucking deputy cops snuck up on us and wouldn't let it go. I mean, no offense to you, but I had wanted to be out partying with my teammates and my girl, but dad had to ground me and brought you in as my babysitter," I responded.

"Well, sorry, bud. I had plans too, but here we are, so guess we gotta make the most out of it," he said, holding up his joint as evidence of us having a chance of enjoying the night. "But really, you good, man?"

"Yeah, man. I'm good. Don't worry about me. I was just planning on getting laid after the party, but my dad sure fucked that up."

"I hear ya, man. When I was your age, I had to bust like four times a day or my balls would explode," he said, as he took another deep toke of his joint.

"You sure you're not my dad?" I joked, laughing.

He laughed too, "God help me if I have any damn kids walking around, but if you were, I'd be pretty proud of the way you turned out, buddy," he said, slapping my thigh and grabbing it a bit.

"Thanks, Uncle. Guess you're the best option to be locked down with," I replied, also holding up my joint before taking another puff. "And don't worry, I won't tell my dad."

"I'm not worried, Caleb. I think we're cut from the same cloth. Your dad, though? I think my mom fucked the librarian and churned him out, haha...So, what do you wanna do, man? How about we grab some beers and watch a movie?"

"Yeah, man, sounds good," I responded as we both finished off our joints.

"Cool, I'm gonna go get into some more comfortable clothes, so why don't you grab us some beers and head up to the TV room," he said.

Uncle Brian grabbed his leather bag he'd left by the front door and headed upstairs, while I made my way into the kitchen to grab a couple beers.

I got to the TV room before Uncle Brian, so I sat on the edge of the large sectional couch and turned on the TV, starting to flip through the movie options and sipping on my beer.

A couple minutes later, Uncle Brian walked in. I did a double take, as he was shirtless and wearing only a tight pair of shorts that only came about 2 inches down his legs. I'd seen my uncle shirtless before at the pool, but was still awe struck at his manly body. He had the epitome of a rugby player's body, big hairy muscular chest with large biceps, tree-trunk legs and a large round muscular ass. As a fellow jock, I definitely admired his physique. I was naturally hairless, on my chest, and even my leg hair was fine. But his body had just the right amount that made him look like the ultimate masculine stud.

"Damn, Uncle, you going out to the gay disco or something," I joked, still gawking at his exposed body.

"What, this adonis of a body intimidate you?!" he quipped back, pausing in front of me to flex as he laughed. "And don't diss on the gays, they give the best head to jock studs like us."

He plopped down next to me on the couch, his hairy leg brushing against mine. "If I'm gonna be stuck inside with a juvenile delinquent, I'm gonna be comfortable. Cool?"

"Sure, man. You're the boss. I'm just fucking with you. I guess I'm just overdressed tonight, haha," I responded as I handed him his beer and we each took a swig. "And don't worry, I won't tell my dad about the beers either," I joked.

"Ha! Well, feel free to lose that hoodie, man. It's just us guys tonight. Your parents are going to be boning all night in the hotel, so unless you turned into a prude all of a sudden, get comfortable."

"You think I'm a prude with a body like this?!" I said as I pulled my hoodie over my head and held my arms out, showing off my muscular smooth chest and now only wearing my gym shorts, which were tight and short, but not quite as small as Brian's.

"Not bad, you little stud!" Brian said, smacking me on the chest, and grabbing my bicep as I flexed, trying to show off to my uncle.

"Thanks, Uncle. Been hitting the gym hard this year, but compared to you, I got a ways to go," I said, staring down at his body, now noticing how his dick and balls were straining against the tight shorts.

"Ah, keep up the hard work, man, and you'll get there. You clearly got my genes with that body, haha." I couldn't help but enjoy this kind of locker room banter with Uncle Brian. My dad was very straight-laced and would never joke around with me like this. It was kind of nice having such a blatantly masculine alpha stud around the house.

I picked the remote back up and flipped through some options and paused on a movie that looked like it had a lot of guns, explosions and car chases. "How about this one?" I asked, looking over my shoulder back at him.

"Works for me, man," he responded. As I leaned back on the couch once the movie started playing, he wrapped his arm around me, pulling me up against his body, his hand patting my bare chest and lingering there. "This ain't so bad, man, just two studs hangin out, having some beers together, eh?"

"Yeah, Uncle. It's actually kinda nice to have a guy's night," I responded as I leaned into him, feeling the contact of his skin on mine, his muscular arm still wrapped around me. I could smell his masculine scent now that I was so close to him.

The movie continued to play and we stayed in this position for a while, his arm wrapped around me, with his hand on my chest, his fingers rested against my right nipple, our bodies touching all the way down to our thighs. Every time he would shift or move, one of his fingers would graze over my nipple, which stayed hard with the constant contact. It felt nice being so close to him, being comfortable with our shirts off, drinking beers like grown men. I looked over at him a couple times and he met my gaze with his striking blue eyes and a sly grin before he turned back toward the screen.

Feeling comfortable with him, I leaned my head against his muscular shoulder. He responded by leaning the side of his face against my hair, giving me a soft kiss on my head. His hand moved down my arm and he started softly rubbing my back.

"That feels nice," I said softly, as he continued to rub my back, his hand moving down to the waistband of my shorts before moving back up. "Yeah, it does," he whispered softly into my ear.

He responded by pulling me tighter against him, my head sliding down to his hairy muscular chest, his fingers running through my hair as I inhaled his strong scent even more. I moved my right hand to rest across his stomach, feeling his defined abs covered in a light coating of hair while he continued to caress my head.

I slowly started moving my fingers across his abs, pausing periodically for him to pull me off of him, which he didn't. I wanted to get a better feel of his chest, so I slowly moved my hand up to make contact with his left pec and nipple, resting my hand on it, while running my fingers lightly through his chest hair. I felt him inhale deeply, my head rising with his expanding chest, and could swear he moaned a little as he exhaled.

With my hand on his chest, my elbow was resting just to the right of his crotch, which was still straining against the fabric of his tight shorts. I couldn't take my eyes off of it, as I could swear that I could make out the outline of his dick head. When he adjusted himself, I let my arm slide down his stomach so that it was resting across his crotch, my hand now on his muscular left quad. I started moving my hand across his leg, feeling his hairy muscular leg, causing my forearm to glide across his groin, where I could feel his dick stirring. I don't know what it was, but I was feeling a strong magnetic desire to stay in physical contact with him.

"You feel good, Uncle," I said softly. "Is this ok?"

"Yeah, buddy, this feels nice. Except...."

"Except what?" I asked, worried he was going to push me off of him.

"My, uh, balls are getting crushed by these shorts. You mind if I ditch them?" he asked, still running his fingers through my hair, pulling my face tight against his muscular chest.

"Sure, Uncle. You're the man of the house tonight, so your rules," I responded. I lifted my head off his chest so he could pull his waist up and slip his shorts off, revealing that he had in fact been freeballing like I suspected. As he kicked his shorts across the floor, I looked down at his flacid dick, resting on top of his huge balls. Like me, he was cut, but even soft, he had to be about 7.5 inches, bigger than me. I couldn't take my eyes off of it.

"Why don't you lose those shorts," he said to me. I stood up and pulled my shorts and boxer briefs down to the floor. I was a little nervous standing naked in front of this stud, but he motioned for me to return to his embrace, which put me back at ease. "Atta boy, now that's much better," he said as I rested my head back on his chest, his arm now draped across my lower waist.

My eyes were fixated on his cock, now just a couple inches from my face. I moved my hand back to his quad, my forearm now making direct contact with his bare dick. I couldn't tell for sure, but I think he slowly moved his waist, pushing his dick against my arm. Meanwhile, I felt his hand slowly move lower until he rested it against my smooth muscular ass.

"Glad to see you got the signature Thompson family booty," he joked, grabbing my whole ass cheek firmly with his rough hand and then patting it softly, leaving his hand to rest on my ass.

I ran my hand along his quad to his knee, and then ran it back along the inside of his thigh, which caused him to exhale strongly and spread his legs. I continued to move up, until I made contact with his balls, causing his dick to twitch and start to grow. I decided to go for it, as I moved my hand up until it was resting on his dick, which continued to grow in my hand.

"Mmmmmmmm, yeahhhhhh," I heard him say as my hand wrapped more firmly around his cock. 

I'd never felt another man's dick before. It was somewhat familiar from my many nights of jacking myself off, but it was also new, larger in my hand and felt warmer. It continued to grow until it was now sticking straight up, now about 8 or 9 inches.

"Damn, Uncle. That's quite a monster cock you got there."

"You can taste it, little man," he said, as I felt his hand push against the back of my head toward his dick standing at full attention. I'd never had the desire to put a dick in my mouth, but something about his scent, his masculinity, the feel of his skin, something, cause me to move down and take his cock head into my mouth. I immediately tasted a salty liquid coming out the slit of his dick. "Mmmmmmmm, yeah, that's it. You like that, Caleb?"

"Mmmmmhmmmmmm," I responded, his dick still in my mouth, my tongue swirling around his head.

"Try to go down a little further," he encouraged me, pushing my head down on his cock.

I did as he asked, trying to mimic what felt good when my girlfriend was blowing me, and trying to take more and more of his dick in my mouth.

"Fuck yeah, that's it, boy. Suck that man cock," my uncle said, signaling that I was doing a good job. He started grinding into my face, pushing his dick into my mouth each time I went down. I desperately wanted to please this stud, so I pushed down as far as I could, until the tip of his dick broke through something in the back of my throat and I suddenly had his entire dick down my throat.

"Oh fuck! Damn, man, you can deepthroat my cock! Shit!!!!" he yelled as he held my head down on his dick and grinned his hips into my face. Encouraged by his reaction, I continued to bob and up and down on his rock hard cock, as he started to face fuck me. He then pulled me off and stood up, directing me to get on my knees in front of him.

Getting down on my knees, looking up, I couldn't help but be in absolute awe of this masculine stud, his muscles flexed with a light coating of sweat, with his massive dick sticking straight out. 

He grabbed my face and pulled me onto his dick, using my mouth like a pussy, as he pushed it deep into my throat each time he penetrated me while moaning in a deep primal way.

"Fuck yeah, you little cocksucker stud. You want your uncle's load, don't you?!" he yelled loudly. I reached around and grabbed his hairy muscular ass, pulling him toward me, as I started to taste a strong pungent salty liquid filling my mouth. He yelled so loudly that I swear the neighbors would hear, but I didn't give a fuck, as I swallowed the thick salty load he was shooting in my mouth, savoring every taste of his load.

As soon as he finished cumming in my mouth, he turned and collapsed on the couch. I leaned forward and took his cock in my hand, squeezing out the last drops of cum from his dick as he watched me from above, smiling at my eagerness to get every last drop of his man seed.

"Fuck, Caleb. That was amazing," he said leaning back on the couch, letting me take in the full sight of his naked body. "Stand up," he commanded me. I complied, standing up fully nude with a raging hard on in front of him, as he looked me up and down. "Us jock bros always help each other out. Now let's see what you got built up in those teenage balls there."

He then leaned forward, reaching back to grab my ass and pull me forward until my dick was suddenly in his mouth. Looking down at my stud of an uncle with my dick in his mouth, as he took my entire cock down his throat, I immediately started cumming buckets into him, screaming out loudly with one of the most intense orgasms I'd ever had.

As soon as I finished busting in his mouth, I collapsed on top of him. He pulled my face toward him and kissed me sensually, my load still in his mouth. I straddled his lap, our cocks resting on each other, as his muscular arms pulled me in tight against him while we continued to make out.

Eventually, our lips parted and I pulled back, looking him in the eyes, trying to gauge his state of mind.

"You ok, Caleb?" he asked, looking at me intensely with those piercing eyes, his hands coddling my ass.

"Amazing, Uncle Brian. I, uh, I've never done anything like this with another guy before, but there's something about you, I, uh, I don't know what came over me, I just wanted to feel you and taste you."

"I know, kid, I feel the same way. You're a sexy little stud. And you give amazing head, by the way." I smiled, glad that he wasn't getting weird after cumming. "But, listen, man. I shouldn't have to say this, but we have got to keep this to ourselves. Your dad, and your mom, would literally kill me if they found out about this. They just wouldn't understand the connection we just had, man."

"I know, Uncle. I totally get it."

He reached up and ran his thumb against my cheek and across my lips. "Fuck, you are such a sexy little stud, man." I grinned in response to his compliment, my hands resting on his chest.

"And you're such a stud, man. I can't get enough."

"Let's get to bed, kid," he said as he lifted me off his lap and we made our way, still naked, to my room.

He pulled back the covers, climbed in naked and motioned for me to crawl in. I climbed into bed, laying on my side in front of him, as he wrapped his muscular arm around me and pulled me into his body, so I could feel his chest against my back, his dick against my ass, and his hairy legs against the back of mine. Completely content in his arms, I quickly fell asleep as he kissed the back of my neck.

To be continued..... 


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