Movie Night with Uncle

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.

"Caleb, wake up."  

I felt Uncle Brian whisper into my ear, his warm muscular body still pressed against my backside, his arm wrapped around me, caressing my chest.

"Mmmmmm, you want more, Uncle?" I moaned, still half asleep, pressing my ass against his dick.

"I do, nephew, but your parents might come home soon, so we gotta get up," he responded, his hand sliding down my chest, along my stomach down to my dick.

"It feels like you want some more, Uncle," I teased, my dick getting hard.

"I do, Caleb, but I don't really want my brother walking in on that, so you gotta wake up, man, seriously," he replied as he smacked my bare ass.

"Fine, man. I'm up," I said, still groggy, sitting up on the side of the bed.

Uncle Brian got out of bed, also fully nude. I couldn't help but gaze at him as he walked around so confidently, his dick flopping against his muscular thighs. He pulled out his shorts and tank top from his bag.

"So, I guess sucking your dick again before they get home is out of the question?" I asked, gazing lustfully at him as he pulled on his clothes.

"Trust me, kid. I am all for feeding you another load. I'm just not for my older brother coming at me for face fucking his kid."

"Come on, Uncle. They're not here. Let me have another taste of that hot cock. Please...." I begged.

"Jesus." He hesitated, thinking. "Ok, but fast."

He walked over to me and pulled down the gym shorts he'd just put on, letting his already hard dick flop up in front of my face. I smiled as I leaned forward to take his head into my mouth.

"Oh, fuck yeah, Caleb," he moaned.

He grabbed the back of my head and picked up the pace of thrusting his dick into my face. I was now fully hard getting to taste his dick again.

"Hello?! Caleb?! Brian?!" suddenly came from downstairs.

"Fuck, your parents are here. I told you, man," Brian said, fumbling to pull his shorts up. "Dude, get dressed!" I wasn't freaking out as much as he was, but nevertheless, I got up and walked over to my dresser to grab a pair of boxer briefs to pull on just before my dad walked into the room.

"Well, I was pleasantly surprised to see that you didn't burn the house down. I guess you survived your prison sentence, huh, Caleb?" my dad joked.

"Well, I missed the biggest party of the year, but, yeah, I guess he wasn't so bad," I replied sarcastically, nodding toward Uncle Brian.

"Did he behave himself?" my dad asked him.

"It was touch and go, but yeah, he's not such a bad kid," Brian responded, grinning over at me. "I hope you got laid at least a couple times last night, brother."

"Come down for breakfast when you guys get dressed," he said, blowing off Brian's last comment and walking out to go back downstairs.

"Dude, let me finish," I whispered over to Brian.

"No fucking way, kid. Not while they're here."

"Come on, Uncle," I begged, walking over to him and grabbing his dick through his shorts.

"Christ, kid. You gotta stop it. You're gonna get caught, and they'll kill me and ship you off to military school," he said, brushing my hand away and walking out the door as he pulled a tank top on over his muscular hairy torso.

I threw on a shirt and joined the rest of them in the kitchen, where my dad was platting some eggs and bacon for everyone, while my mom poured coffee. Brian was at the table, so I grabbed a seat next to him.

"So, Brian, dare I ask if you're seeing anyone?" my mom asked hesitantly.

"Oh, you know, I dabble here and there," he said, glancing over at me, winking.

"You know, you're going to need to settle down at some point," my dad chimed in as he put our two plates down in front of us. Uncle Brian shrugged him off and started shoveling the eggs and bacon into his mouth. Even the way he ate was masculine, and I couldn't take my eyes off of him.

"So, Caleb, what do you have planned for today?" my dad asked, changing the subject.
Before I could answer, Uncle Brian chimed in. "Well, I need to head to the mall to pick up a new swimsuit, so I thought the little deviant could join me so you two could have some more alone time," he said, making a vulgar gesture shoving his finger through a round hole made with his other hand.

"Jesus, Brian, grow up." my dad shot back. Uncle Brian loved getting a rise out of my dad, who always fell for it.

"I could use a new suit. I outgrew mine from last year," I offered up.

"Well there you have it," Uncle Brian said, slapping me on the thigh. Both of us had finished our breakfast, so he nodded for us to head back upstairs to get our shoes and head out.

"See you later, mom, dad," I yelled as we walked out the front door and hopped into his mustang.

As we drove down the street, windows down, music up, I glanced over at Uncle Brian, looking cool as shit with his sunglasses, morning stubble showing, and his shoulders and triceps flexed as he gripped the steering wheel with one arm, his other propped up against the open window. He caught me gawking at him.

"What, kid?"

"Nothing, Uncle. Just enjoying the ride," I said. He reached over and patted me on the chest, smiling before he turned back to focus on the road.

We pulled into the mall parking lot, and I noticed there weren't many cars. "Are you sure it's open?" I asked.

"If not, we'll grab a coffee and walk around a bit. Come on," he said, getting out of the car, his muscular legs showing off in his tight shorts.

We walked into the mall entrance and quickly realized all the stores were still closed, so we started making our way to the food court.

"Ah, man, that's the store I wanted to go to. Come on," Uncle Brian said as he started to quickly walk over to a store where a guy was in the process of unlocking the door as he arrived for work. I followed right behind.

"Hey! Buddy! Hey, man. My nephew and I were looking to grab new swimsuits. It looks like you're just getting in to open the store, but you think we could sneak in to start looking around? We won't bother you, bro." Uncle Brian could charm a stranger into turning over her first child. I don't know if it was his piercing eyes, smile, overall masculine attractiveness or what, but he seemed to have this power over both men and women.

As I caught up while this exchange was going, I got a look at the guy. He had to be in his early 20s, blond, fit swimmer's build, and as he talked, seemed to be a little on the feminine side.

"Uh, well, I'm not, uh, supposed to let anyone in until we open in about 30 minutes. But my manager won't be here for an hour, so, yeah, you guys can come on in," he replied, stepping aside as he swung the door open for us. He followed us in and flipped the lights on, locking the front door behind us.

"Take a look around, guys. Board shorts are up front, and the more fitted trunks and speedos are toward the back. Dressing rooms are back there. Let me know if you need anything," he said as he turned and proceeded through a door in the back of the store.

"Bro, remember how I told you gay guys give the best head?" I nodded, somewhat confused. 

"Well, watch and learn, little buddy," he said, grinning as he walked back toward the section with speedos and tight fitting swimsuits.

I followed him and started flipping through the inventory, focusing on the suits that fit tightly to show off my ass and came just a couple inches down the leg so my quads would be on full display. I pulled a few off the rack that I wanted to try on. As I looked over at Uncle Brian, he was almost exclusively focused on the speedo and thong section.

"That what you're planning on wearing to the family pool party this summer?" I joked.

"Hey, when you got it, you gotta show it off, right, little stud?" he replied, pulling a few color options off the rack. "Let's go try some of these on," he said, motioning for me to follow him back to the dressing room.

He pulled back the curtain to one of the rooms, kicked off his shoes and started pulling off his shirt and shorts, not bothering to close the curtain behind us since it was just us in the store. I followed suit, stripping down naked in front of Uncle Brian. It was nice just being perfectly open about our nakedness together. I wish I had that level of comfort and relationship with my uptight dad.

"So, buddy, whatcha gonna try on first?" he said standing there facing me with his beautiful dick hanging between his muscular hairy legs. I was going to have to struggle not to get hard in front of him.

"What do you think about this one" I asked, as I pulled on a tight fitting pair of white trunks that clung to my ass and were so tight on my crotch that I had to position my dick to the side, the outline clearly visible through the stretched fabric.

"Not bad. Makes your hockey ass look hot, stud." He started to pull up a pair of very skimpy speedos that were obviously two sizes too small. He struggled to tuck his big dick and balls in the pouch, as his head or his ball sack would poke out the side with each attempt. We both were laughing at his tries to make it work.

Just then, the worker rounded the corner and stopped in his tracks seeing both of us so scantily clad without being behind the curtain.

"Oh, hey, uh, sorry, didn't mean to barge in here. I didn't realize you weren't in the dressing rooms. I was just checking to see if you needed any help," he said, as his gaze alternated from my Uncle to me and back to Uncle.

"Hey, man, perfect timing. By the way, what's your name, bro?" Uncle Brian asked, stepping toward him with his hand reached out, his dick now hanging out the side of his poorly fitted speedo.

"Jake," is all he could get out, his eyes widening as he looked down at Uncle Brian's crotch.

"Sweet. So, Jake, my nephew here is bulking up, and wants to show off his assets. What do you think of this one? Makes his ass look good, but when he turns around...Turn around, Caleb....you can see the outline of his dick pretty obvious, right?"

"Um, yeah, I see that. Perhaps a darker color, and we go one size up?" he offered, staring down at my crotch.

"I think you're right, Jake. Why don't you go grab another color, but I think we stick with the same size so it fits tight on him," Uncle Brian came up next to him, patting him on the shoulder.
Jake, still lost for words, turned and walked out of the dressing room back into the main part of the store.

"Caleb, why don't you go ahead and toss those off." Uncle Brian said to me. I yanked them down, my dick getting semi hard standing naked again in front of him. Just then, Jake returned carrying a couple different colors of trunks.

"What do you think of these colors?" he asked, approaching me, while also eying my dick. "I think red would look good on you, and would stand out," he offered.

"I agree, buddy. Why don't you help him step into those," Uncle Brian said.

Jake pulled the small trunks off the hanger and kneeled down in front of me, holding the legs of the trunks open so I could step into them. Once both my feet were through, he started pulling the trunks up my muscular legs until the waist band reached my balls. He paused, not knowing what to do, looking up to me past my now hard dick just inches from his face.

"Jake, buddy, my stud nephew here has got a date later, and he can't be going with a loaded gun, so, why don't you help him out. I think that's what you've been thinking about since we walked in this morning, right, bro?" Uncle Brian said, walking over next to me and putting his muscular arm around me.

He wrapped his other hand around my hard cock and directed it right to Jake's lips. They parted, and the head of my dick slid into his mouth, his tongue caressing the underside of my cock head. The sensation hit me hard, as I leaned my head back and moaned loudly, "Oh, fuck yeah, man!" I almost came right then.

"I told you these gay guys can suck a dick, right, Caleb?!" He was enjoying watching Jake bob up and down on my cock while he teased my hard nipple. I noticed his dick was now fully hard, the speedo pulled to the side of his dick and balls to free it up.

"Uncle, you gotta try this guy's mouth," I said, still moaning as Jake took my dick balls deep with no gag or hesitation. Jake heard and seized the opportunity, pulling off my dick and immediately taking Uncle Brian's cock all the way to the base, Jake's hand now stroking mine.

"Jesus fuck, man, you weren't kidding. This kid can service cock like a champ!" Uncle Brian started to grind into Jake's face with each thrust, really getting into it as he moaned with his deep masculine voice. Uncle Brian looked over at me, lustfully, and pulled me into him, our lips meeting for a deep sensual kiss, our tongues intertwined while I could feel his involuntary moaning from Jake's expert oral service.

The combination of the scene, kissing my Uncle and Jake's hand milking my cock sent me over the edge, and I yelled out that I was about to cum. Jake immediately pivoted over to my cock just as I started spewing my teenage man cum. He kept his mouth open while I shot, letting me see my white creamy milk coating his tongue. He kept it in his mouth a while, savoring the taste, before he swallowed it. Damn, this gay guy was definitely into cocks and cum.

As soon as I finished shooting and Jake had squeezed the last drop out of my dick, he turned back to Uncle Brian's cock, picking up the pace and squeezing his dick tighter with his lips and throat. I started tonguing Uncle's hard nip, as he pulled my face into his chest. I soon felt the eruption building deep inside him until he fully erupted in Jake's throat. This time, Jake didn't have the option to keep his mouth open, because Uncle Brian pulled his head deep onto his cock so he could pump his seed deep into Jake's throat, causing him to choke a bit.

When Jake finally got a gulp of air, he wiped the side of his lips and looked up at Uncle Brian and me standing above him. "Damn, guys, that was fucking hot," he said, still on his knees.

"Looks like you enjoyed the family seed, there, buddy. And you were this stud's first gay blowjob, and you did not disappoint!" he said, slapping me on the chest.

"Well, you guys know where to find me if you ever need anything. And if all the men in your family taste like that, bring more of them next time," he joked.

"Tempting, but you got the two jock studs of the family right here," he responded. "So, Jake, I think Caleb will take the red trunks. I'll pass on these. Too small," he joked as he pulled them down and kicked them off.

"Right on, man, I'll meet you studs up front at the register."

Uncle Brian and I proceeded to gather our clothes and get dressed.

"So, you just somehow knew that guy would suck our dicks when you approached him at the door?" I asked, curious as to how he planned all this out.

"Yeah, man. He was clearly checking me out the second I walked up to him, and he was loving it when I smiled at him, so I figured it was worth a shot. I gave it a 50/50 chance, and looks like we won, right bro?!"

"Man, that was the best blowjob I've ever had. No offense, you were good last night. But you were definitely right at that," I said, pulling my shorts back on, tucking my dick inside.

"Just wait until you feel the other end, man," he said. I paused, confused for a bit and then realizing that he meant fucking a guy in the ass. Uncle Brian noticed the confusion on my face. "Bro, you've gotta have realized by now that I fuck both chicks and guys."

"Uh, I, um, no, I hadn't put that together, but that's cool, Uncle. But why have you never told any of us?"

"No offense, buddy, but your dad is so fucking uptight, he wouldn't understand. But our dad knows...Well, he caught me in high school, but then we talked about it, and he's cool with it. So I just don't bring it up. It's not a big deal, I just fuck whoever I think is hot."

I continued to process this news, starting to think that he actually found a way to be an even cooler Uncle. "That's cool, Uncle. I get it. And, I mean, obviously it's cool with me," but then I continued, "So....if you fuck whoever you think is hot, do you think I'm hot?" I asked, curious.

"Easy there, kiddo," he joked, ruffling my hair and pulling me into him as we walked toward the front of the store where Jake was waiting, grinning from ear to ear. He had just unlocked the front of the store, but no new customers had come in yet.

"So, Jake. What's the damage?" Uncle Brian asked, pulling out his wallet.

"It's $55, and as our first customers of the day, I threw in a couple of complimentary jock straps that I think would fit each of you nicely," he said as he winked at both of us.

"All about customer service. Top notch, Jake," Uncle Brian complimented him, giving Jake his signature smile that could melt an iceberg. Jake blushed as he handed me the bag and a card with a handwritten number on the back. "See you next time, Jake!" Uncle said as we walked out of the store.

"See, kid, maybe it's a good thing you got arrested and grounded. I think we are gonna start having a lot more fun together," he said, his arm around my shoulder, squeezing me tightly. Since Uncle Brian hadn't showered yet, I could smell his manly scent, inhaling it deeply as we walked together back to the car.

"I sure hope so, Uncle," I replied.

To be continued.....