I was an eighteen year old high school graduate in need of money before I started college in the fall. My uncle lived outside of Bristol, VA and he convinced me my parents to let me move to his house and work at his tire shop. We lived in the mountains of southern West Virginia and I had been accepted to Bluefield State for the fall. My dad was a coal miner and wasn’t in great health. Uncle Karl came up for the weekend and loaded my things and that’s when my life changed for the better.
The road trip to his house was about four hour drive. About an hour down the road I reached over and unzipped his jeans and gave him a sloppy blow job as he drove. At Christmas my uncle shared my bed when he visited for the holidays. He rimmed my ass and fucked me each night with his thick uncut cock.
When we arrived at his house we unloaded the truck and he told me to grab a couple of beers. He ordered pizza. We sat in the den in our boxers, ate pizza, drank PBR beers and watch Braves baseball. That night we took a shower and he offered me the other bedroom ….but I leaned in..kissed him and told him….absolutely not…I’m sleeping in your bed. The next day a couple of his workers came over and we had a messy fuck fest. These men rimmed my ass and took turns fucking my face as my uncle filled my ass with his load. Alex…the older guy put his mouth on my boy pussy and ate out my uncles load. Damn…it was amazing sex being used by these men. The first day of work I met all the crew at the tire shop. The oldest man, everyone called him papa bear….he followed me in the restroom and stuffed his cock through the glory hole. I dropped to my knees and sucked him dry. Uncle Karl explained to me that I was to take care of the men between my assigned duties. Everyone was a stud. After I stocked oil, tires, and fluids…I’d check the bulletin board and see my note stuck on the schedule….each worker had a number… by the end of the week….i typically had sex with each man at least three times per week. Uncle Karl had a rolling stool that I would roll around on in the back storage room and some times I’d roll between two men and suck two cocks at a time. One weekend my uncle booked two motel rooms in Atlanta and we all went to a Braves game. I’d never been to a MLB game. I grew up a Braves fan. Ted Turner owned the baseball team and he would run reruns of the games on TBS. One of the men had a nice Chevy van. During the road trip I would stay in the back folded down bench seat and each man fucked my ass. My job was to service these men. Hell…it was a win win for me. The game was awesome. I was thrilled to see Tom Glavin pitch. He was one of my favorite players.
‘That night at the motel we ended up in the pool. My uncle had a handle of Jim Beam liquor and everyone was chilling and hands on my ass under the water. The men loved using my ass. I shocked my uncle by taking a swig of beer and letting it drizzle over his nuts and I locked my lips around his balls. Fuck…. I had the best sex with these studs.
The entire summer was a great work experience for the men. Their sexual tension was taken care of by me …. Sometimes they would watch me blow my uncle under his desk.
‘the last week I worked each man was excited I had spent my summer with them. The last day I worked….i sucked each fat cock as a treat….for me and them. Each man gave me an envelope of money for college. That night uncle Karl sat me down at the kitchen table. I opened the envelopes. I had a total of fifteen hundred dollars for college. Uncle Karl got his checkbook and wrote a check to Bluefield State for five thousand dollars from his business account.. As we drove home…. I gave him another phenomenal blow job in his truck. My dad was very grateful his younger brother had taken care of my school expenses. As uncle Karl left the next morning…..he hugged me and said….fall break come back and work at the shop. I was eager for October to roll around. .
