My Dad: Growing Up

Uncle Eric

So my dads got married, and I increasingly found reasons to spend more and more time around them.  Michael continued to encourage things, as did my older brother.  My dad's husband seemed a bit intrigued, but still seemed to keep his distance, as best as he could.

At their wedding I also met my new dad's brother Eric.  They almost looked like twins, it seemed, so it wasn't that hard for me to transfer a bit of my young emotions his way.  He seemed to be one more older guy who was curious about what I was trying to do, although who knows what they might have been speaking about behind my back.  On the other hand, I'd get hit on by various guys, my age, older and younger.  My interests just didn't go there.

That seemed to be because almost all of my sexual interest continued to go towards my new dad.  I am sure he would have been embarrassed for me if he knew how often I jerked off thinking about him, how often I stopped by unsuccessfully trying to get some kind of peak at him, how often I came in my sleep dreaming of him.  My torment, and probably my dads' interesting little discussions, even if no one had yet approached me about anything regarding sexuality, or anything even close to it.

Or so I thought.

A couple of weeks went by, and Dad (as opposed to Michael) let me know they were heading off for the weekend, and that my brother was going to be staying at a friend's house.  His proposal was that Uncle Eric could come and stay with me while everyone was away.  To make matters stranger, I heard this whole thing just as I stumbled across him getting out of the shower, and was certain his huge dick was going a bit hard as he wrapped a towel around while he discussed the whole thing with me, and even grabbed it a couple of times.

Damn.  I would miss him terribly, and I blurted it out.  He gave me a kiss, and promised me I'd have a good time with Eric.  "Plus he looks a bit like me, so maybe it will be better than you think."  That was enough to make me hard, and I kissed him back, even forcing my tongue in just a bit.  He allowed it, grabbed his dick again through the towel.  "Just behave yourself, son."  And he quietly laughed.

Eric was home when I got there after gymnastics practice (which I had decided to go into after discussing it with Dad, thinking the agility could never hurt).  I still hadn't really thought about whether I was gay or straight.  I just wanted my Dad.  And Eric seemed to key in on that quicker than anybody I had ever met, apart from when my brother or Michael were giving me grief.

So my dads headed off, my brother was gone, and Eric proposed taking me out to dinner. That seemed like a cool move, so I was impressed, and even asked him what he'd like me to wear.  He laughed:  "It's just dinner.  Not a date."

Easy for him to say.  This was my first one-on-one time with someone my dad's age, generally.  And he was his brother, so why not do my best to impress?  I showered, even shaved what little stubble I had off, put on what was surely too much cologne, and dressed as well as I knew how to.

We headed off.  "I did tell you this isn't a date, right?"  I probably went a bit red, agreed entirely, and again blurted out how nice it was that he was willing to spend time with me.

I thought I did my best to hide my hardened dick, although I did kind of think Eric looked down there a time or two.  We drove to the restaurant, and he headed to the restroom.  So I followed.  He took a piss.  I tried to, but I was too excited trying to see what I could see. Eric nonchalantly shook and stretched his dick right there:  "This could be an interesting evening."  And seemingly out of nowhere he kissed me on the cheek, prior to putting his dick away.  It had to have been at least semi-hard.  Or it was a monster.

We had the nicest dinner, and talked about almost everything, it seemed.  He even got me to drink a glass of wine, "to help me feel comfortable."

And then just after we ordered dessert, he popped a question:  "So have you talked to anyone about how much you might be into guys, or do you really just have the hots for my brother?"

I was both embarrassed and relieved that he asked me.  I had never discussed sex with anyone (other than guys or girls I was saying no to) seriously, let alone my feelings for my dad's husband, so I really had no idea how to get into it.  And my first worry was that it was only Friday night, and that I was going to be alone with him until late on Sunday.  I was so worried I would say something wrong.

Eric smiled:  "No need to rush anything.  We've at least got all weekend, and of course I don't want to make you feel awkward.  I just wondered whether you might like to at least talk about it."

That, and maybe the wine I drank, loosened my tongue.  "Damn.  Is it that obvious?"

Eric laughed, but somehow politely.  "Everyone seems to think it's cool.  I just kind of wondered whether it didn't feel a bit more complicated than that to you.  It's not really like any of us are all that much older than you, and it's hard to imagine that you don't get hit on often enough otherwise.  You're hardly an unattractive kid."

I felt like I had been checkmated.  My tongue loosened even more, and even my dick, which had been hard almost all evening, went soft, even as I saw Uncle Eric grab his crotch more often than he had been doing.

We talked way more than I ever dreamed I would.  I even told him how often I was horny for his brother.  In retrospect, my guess was by that time his dick was pretty hard.  But then dessert came, we went back to more simple subjects, and we finished a great evening.

Eric did head off to the john once more before we left, and of course I followed along.  As he pulled his dick out, he joked:  "Maybe this time you'll be relaxed enough to pee?"

So much for that thought, although I did watch him, even more intently than before.  He even stretched his dick until it was almost entirely hard, and gave me a kiss again, even as he jerked it a bit.  "You're cool.  And who knows, maybe this was a date?"

We headed home.  Dad texted me:  "I hope you're having a good time with Eric.  I do miss you, even more than I anticipated."

So much for me having a peaceful night sleeping.  I did cum a lot, though...