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Chapter 1
Adrian Morales sat at the kitchen table with his school notebook open in front of him, a pencil resting loosely in his hand.
Adrian's childhood home was older, built long before central air had been standard, and in the warmer months it never quite cooled down. A small fan hummed somewhere in the background, doing little more than moving the air around. Adrian was used to it but the heat was still noticeable.
He wore a sleeveless high school football shirt and athletic shorts. His broad shoulders and strong arms were on full display, his growing build shaped by recent years of practice and weight training. His shirt had small rings of sweat, damp from simply sitting.
At eighteen, his face showed his youthful age but his body was already starting to bulk. He was slowly starting to be larger than most of the guys in his class. Adrian was now showing off thick shoulders, strong arms, the kind of frame that made people assume confidence before he even spoke. His features reflected both sides of his family. His father is Latino and his mother is white. Adrian has dark hair, brown eyes, and a warm complexion. Despite his size, there was something reserved about the way he carried himself.
Adrian's phone lay face up beside the notebook. It always did. His father believed cell phones should never be hidden. Transparency and rule following was important in their home. Adrian had followed that rule long enough that he no longer thought about it. The kitchen table had always been the main place he completed his homework. His parents had always been strict on where Adrian was and that he succeeded in his school work.
Across the table, his mother was reading through congregation materials, a pen moving quietly across the page as she made small notes in the margins. The house itself was simple and orderly. A small bookshelf held religious publications and study materials. The walls were mostly bare except for a few framed verses.
Adrian's mother was a thin woman with dark hair she kept neatly pulled back, her appearance simple and understated. There was nothing about her that called attention to itself, but everything about her felt intentional--measured, consistent, and calm.
Adrian tried to focus on the page in front of him, but lately his mind had been drifting more than usual. He was graduating from high school in a month and had already been accepted to a college out of state. He was beginning to become antsy on getting out from his parent's religious and controlling thumb.
"Don't forget," his father said from the kitchen counter, "We're going over to Uncle John's tomorrow evening."
At the kitchen counter, his father stood with a steady posture, shorter than Adrian now and carrying a bit of extra weight that had settled over the years. His presence was quiet but firm. He wasn't harsh, but there was a seriousness to him. There was a constant expectation of discipline that didn't need to be spoken out loud.
Adrian looked up, "Oh. Okay."
His mother glanced up from her notes. "It's been a while since we've seen him."
"He's been so busy," his father added. "Those doctor hours on top of buying a new house. I don't know how he does it alone."
John Carter, or as Adrian calls him, Uncle John, was Adrian's mother's younger brother. John was a general practitioner, always a high achiever, and all around super smart guy. One could say that John and his sister went in different directions; John toward science, living alone, being single, and having a successful doctor career while Adrian's mom gravitated towards religion, marriage, children and stay at home parenting.
The next morning Adrian woke early. Morning light filtered through the blinds as he slowly opened his eyes. The heat of the previous day had dissipated due to Adrian's window being open. Adrian slept in long soft pajama pants without constrictive underwear and a shirt. Adrian rolled over to check the time. That's when he realized his cock had escaped the pajama fly and was standing at full attention. Adrian's eighteen year old cock was 6.5 inches, slightly above average girth, straight up with no curve, cock head large but still proportional to his shaft, and uncut. His foreskin was pulled almost completely back off his cock head which was now slick with his pre-cum. Adrian has been waking up with morning erections for years. However as he got older his erections had become thicker, stronger, and ached for attention. Attention that he was not supposed to indulge in.
Adrian had never learned the basics in school like how the body worked. His parents preferred to teach their own way when it came to sex education. As one would expect, those at home conversations were different, vague, or ignored all together. If anything was mentioned at all it centered around discipline, self-control, and responsibility. Certain behaviors were clearly defined as wrong, something to avoid rather than understand. So while Adrian knew the terminology, he didn't feel like he understood his own body. Most of what he knew came from his friends at school which as we all know, are not always a reliable source.
Adrian grabbed his cock and wedged it back through his pajama fly. Adrian then threw the blankets off his body and stood up. Although he stuffed his cock away, his cock was not ready to go down. His cock stood straight out, creating an impressive and obvious tent. With every step his cock bounced, creating short sensual tension. Those steps also jostled his cock enough to help it slowly escape the fly again. This time Adrian didn't put it back in his pants, he let his cock enjoy the air in private.
Adrian followed his cocks direction and made it into his attached bathroom. He leaned forward and turned on the shower. The routine was automatic. Shower, dry off, put on his uniform for school. The water cascaded down Adrian's tight 18 year old body, flowing into areas he was not even allowed to explore. Adrian exited the shower and began to dry himself in the mirror. Like any boy his age, he started flexing and admiring his growing muscles. Honestly he was quite a specimen. His smile slowly faded when a sudden yet familiar discomfort stopped him. The pain caused him to shift his weight. His testicles had again become uncomfortable. At times it was sharp along with a strange pressure and tingly ache that had become a somewhat weekly feeling.
Adrian reached down and began to softly rub his balls. The pain intensified for a while but Adrian knew he had to get dressed so he could get to school. He grabbed his underwear and slowly put them on, avoiding sudden movements which seemed to intensify the feeling. Adrian's balls hung low due to his morning erection and hot shower. The underwear seemed to help and Adrian filled them out quite nicely. He looked at himself in the mirror, still only in his underwear. Some beads of water were still resting on his youthful brown skin. He took a breath and went into his room to continue getting ready.
Each time he had testicle pain he thought about asking his father but each time that thought disappeared almost immediately. His father was a good guy. He was consistent, disciplined, and deeply committed to his faith. Adrian had an overall good relationship but conversations about personal things were not something Adrian had ever experienced with him. Adrian couldn't even imagine asking his dad about his penis and testicles. His dad had not even given him the birds and the bees talk. Any sexual conversation or questions was simply unimaginable.
Adrian finished getting dressed and by the time he left for school, the testicle pain had mostly faded. Adrian attended school and returned in the afternoon. His pain was completely gone. Later that evening the family drove to John's house which was only about a 15 minute drive.
John's house was a new build, modern in design, set in a quiet neighborhood with wide streets and clean lines. Large windows wrapped the front, letting warm light spill out into the driveway. Inside, the space felt open and thoughtfully designed. The living room was a bit disheveled, almost like there was work taking place. Bookshelves lined one side of the room--some filled with medical texts, others with general reading. The space felt lived in, but not cluttered.
John greeted them at the door with an easy smile. He was in his early forties, white, with a solid, athletic build that suggested he kept himself in shape but was not going for massive muscles. His short brown hair was beginning to gray at the temples, thin dark-framed glasses rested on his face, giving him a slightly academic, nerdy look. John was wearing a fitted blue polo, tucked into tan khakis which was on brand as he was usually put together when in public or with guests.
Adrian had always liked being at John's homes. Before this house John had a condo downtown that felt so adult, lively, and clean. This new suburban house was larger and felt like John had evolved into the next phase in his life.
John and his sister got along well, but their conversations stayed in certain lanes. Adrian had noticed that even when he was younger--how things would shift slightly, like both of them knew where not to go.
Adrian's mother mentioned feeling tired lately. "I don't know if I'm just too busy or what," she said.
John smiled slightly, "A lot of the time it's simpler than people think. Hydration, sleep, and nutrition affect almost everything. Even mild dehydration can make you feel off."
Adrian glanced up, "That's why our coach has us hydrate long before the game."
"Exactly," John said. "The body's pretty predictable once you understand what it needs."
Adrian had a light bulb moment. Perhaps if he understood what his body needed he could figure out why he kept having the recurring testicular pain.
After dinner, Adrian's parents stepped outside with John to look at the backyard. Adrian lingered in the living room, eyeing the new paint and the fact that all of John's furniture was all over the place.
John stepped back inside briefly.
Adrian nodded toward it. "The paint color looks good, when will you be completely done with everything moved back"
John smiled. "Thanks buddy. I had the room painted earlier this week. The painters moved everything around and didn't put it back." Referencing all the moved furniture, John continued, "I've been meaning to move it back but it's too heavy and I just haven't gotten around to it."
Adrian didn't hesitate, "Want help? I could help with that."
John looked at him, "You sure?"
"Oh yeah."
"Oh bud, that would be great."
They stepped back outside and John mentioned Adrian's offer.
His mother smiled, "That's very kind of you."
His father nodded, "Helping family is always a good thing. We have to run tonight but perhaps Adrian could come back another time?"
"I'm in no rush and I need the help so whatever works best for Adrian."
They all agreed Adrian would come by Friday after school.
Adrian pulled into John's driveway late Friday afternoon, not long after school let out. He parked his car on the street and stepped out, still in his school uniform. Adrian somehow looked more adult in his school mandated tan khakis, white button up and light blue and navy tie. Perhaps it was that his working out was starting to slowly catch up with his clothing. His button up felt snug against his chest and shoulders while thighs hugged the khaki fabric. Before he made his way up to the door he adjusted his cock and balls which had stuck to his leg from the car ride and the heat.
Adrian approached the door and rang the doorbell. He could hear John's footsteps. The front door opened. "Hey Adrian," John said with an easy smile, still in navy scrubs with a stethoscope around his neck. "I just got home in time, thanks for coming by. I appreciate the help."
"Of course."
"Come on in."
Adrian stepped inside.
"I'm just going to change real quick," John said. "Get comfortable and relax, with your muscles this shouldn't take long."
"Okay."
John walked down the hallway, pulling his scrub top over his head as he went. John's bare back looked strong, the dim hallway lights casted shadows over his muscles, highlighting his hard work.
Adrian paused, slightly surprised. John was usually so put together and covered, this small act of informality intrigued Adrian. It was almost like he was getting a sneak peek into John's alone vibes which made Adrian feel like he was trusted to see. This feeling was compounded for Adrian because at home, even that simple act would have been done behind closed doors. Adrian had seen his dad shirtless only at the pool, never at home. He lived in a house of modesty and utter privacy. Here, that prudish position didn't seem to matter and it didn't feel inappropriate or vulgar. A moment later John returned in a gray athletic shirt from his alma mater and navy blue shorts. Still informal but the outfit was still pieced together with thought.
While waiting, Adrian had sat down at John's kitchen island, undid his tie completely and placed it on the granite counter. He then unbuttoned the top 2 buttons of his shirt. John had central air so Adrian was in heaven. He sat there in silence trying to take in as much as he could.
"Alright," he said. "You ready?" John said while clapping his hands.
"Let's do it!"
They worked together moving all the furniture back. Adrian's football physique was an absolute god send. Each time Adrian lifted and readjusted, his shirt slowly became untucked. This allowed Adrian's muscles a bit more room to stretch and flex. There were multiple occasions when Adrian's shirt hiked up a bit, exposing his tight lower abs and happy trail. John noticed Adrian's strength and body. He was impressed with Adrian's growing size. He remembered Adrian growing up so it was surreal to now see him so handedly acting like a peer.
Adrian was just as impressed with John's strength. Adrian had always viewed John as an academic rather than a jock. With that being said, he had never seen John workout or do anything too strenuous. He was pleasantly surprised John had some hidden strength and how he very much kept up with Adrian.
"Ok we just got the couch left," John said as he lifted his shirt to wipe off the sweat on his forehead. By doing so, he exposed his tight body, slightly hairy stomach, and his own happy trail. With every deep breath John's abs flexed and then relaxed, in almost a hypnotizing rhythm. Again, Adrian was impressed with how well John looked for a 40 year old. His dad was not that put together.
When they set it down, John stepped back. "Perfect," He looked at Adrian, "Seriously, thank you. That helped a lot."
"You're very welcome."
"Take a load off. Let me get you something to drink."
Adrian returned to his kitchen island seat and watched John grab glasses and pour some lemonade.
"So how's school? You ready to finally be done?" John said, leaning against the counter.
"Oh yes, very much Uncle John. I have a few weeks left but it's going so slow."
"I know the feeling. Your mom told me you decided to attend an out of state school?"
"Yeah I got a partial academic scholarship and I have a few friends also going."
"Brains and brawn! Good for you! How'd your parents react to you going out of state?"
Adrian laughed, "Let's just say they're still getting over it."
John laughed and rolled his eyes, "They'll be fine and you'll have such a blast. So many new experiences. It's good for you."
Adrian liked talking to John. He had never had one-on-one time with him before. It made him feel more adult and less like a sheltered religious kid. Eventually the conversation died down and the room went quiet.
Adrian pushed the chair away from the counter and stood up. "Alright well I should go and let you enjoy your Friday night."
"Thanks again for your help and for hanging out with me for a little."
Adrian then stood there for a moment then took a breath. "Hey... before I go, do you have time for me to ask you something?"
John looked at him, "Yeah buddy, of course."
Adrian hesitated, "Ok cool... but before I ask... could this stay between us?"
John studied him briefly, "Well that depends... What's it about?"
Adrian gestured vaguely toward his body, mostly his lower region, clearly uncomfortable.
John nodded immediately. "Okay," he said calmly. "Then yes--it can stay between us. Let's go sit in the living room, it's more comfortable."
Adrian followed his instruction and moved to the living room, taking a seat on the opposite couch from John.
Looking down, Adrian started, "Ok so... since you're a doctor, I thought maybe you'd be the safe person to talk to."
"Absolutely. What's on your mind Adrian?"
"So... earlier this week I had this kind of pain." He hesitated, "It was... ya know... down there... in my testicles."
John nodded calmly, "Okay. Tell me more."
"It isn't all the time. But sometimes I feel pressure. It is uncomfortable, achy, tingly."
"And do you feel this pain anywhere else in your groin area?"
"No sir."
John noticed that Adrian referred to him as sir. He assumed that Adrian was nervous so he reverted to how he addresses his own father and adults in the church. John knew that in order for Adrian to share more and be truthful, he needed to acknowledge.
"Ok, that helps, thank you. Also, you don't have to call me sir. Uncle John or John is completely fine."
Adrian took a sigh and softly said, "Ok." It was almost like a ton of bricks were removed from his shoulders.
"So how long does the pain usually last?" John continued in his line of questioning.
"About 30 minutes to an hour."
"And how often do you feel pain? Was this the first time or is it regular?"
"Probably a couple times a month, it even happened again this morning," Adrian shifted. "I didn't know who else to ask."
John's tone stayed steady, "That's completely normal. Everyone has health questions." He gave a small smile. "And being a guy myself, I promise there's nothing you're going to say that I haven't heard before or experienced myself."
Adrian let out a small giggle, "I just didn't want to ask my dad."
"That's okay. Nothing wrong with that approach. You got me bud," John paused. "I have a good idea what it might be but honestly, I'd normally confirm with a quick exam."
"Exam? What do you mean?"
"Although I think I know what it may be, I need to check your body to rule out any other possible issues. I need to rule out all other things before I diagnose. With aches and pain, I would hate to miss anything."
"Ok yeah that makes sense. But what would you be doing?"
"Great question. I think what would be beneficial would be a quick informal physical. You've had them for football I assume. Just like that but right here."
"Like you would need to see my body?" Adrian said with a small pubescent vocal change, "Like all of my body?"
"You got it. Just like your football physical. Instead of seeing if you're fit to play football, I can go see what could be the possible causes for your pain."
"I... I'm a little embarrassed for you to see me like that."
"I completely get that and I hear you. Would you like to come into my practice and meet with someone else this week? We could fit you in."
Adrian thought. "No.. No, I don't think I could sneak away. No... ok yeah let's have you do it today. I trust you Uncle John."
"Thanks buddy. Okay. Then let's do a quick basic check."
"Well thank you for doing this. I bet this wasn't on your Friday afternoon plans."
"It wasn't but I am very glad to help buddy." John said with such kindness that Adrian wholeheartedly believed him.
John continued, "Alright buddy, I need to go get a few items. Be right back." He got up from the couch and quickly walked to his new home office.
John strolled back into the living room. John approached this situation the same way he would with any patient--calm, professional, and unhurried. Standing in front of Adrian, John said, "Alright Adrian. First, I'm going to need to check a few basic things."
Adrian nodded, "Okay."
"Alrighty. Ok so to examine you properly, I'm going to need you to undress completely."
"Ok... but like all clothes off?"
"Yes, all clothes off, including underwear. I usually have patients in a gown but I don't have any here at home. Sorry about that."
"No, I get it. Makes sense."
Adrian took a deep breath and stood up. John's eyes followed every movement, allowing him to informally examine if Adrian had any mobility issues while also fulfilling some curiosity. Adrian began to unbutton his shirt, every button lessening the pull from his muscles. He nicely threw his button up on the couch, leaving him in his white undershirt. His pectoral muscles were distinct, nipples erect. He then quickly and youthfully removed his undershirt, exposing his abs which were slightly poking through his moisturized skin. Adrian sat down to remove his shoes and socks, stretching his toes which were now free. Adrian then stood again and began unbuttoning his khakis. He slightly paused, then unzipped and shoved his pants to the ground leaving him only in his Calvin Klein underwear which were now slightly bulging. Noticing his growing cock and underwear tent, Adrian turned and quickly folded his khakis and placed them on the couch. Adrian then quickly turned around and sat back down.
"You ok bud?" John asked, having not noticed Adrian's tenting underwear.
Adrian moved a pillow over his crotch swiftly but not chaotically, "I might need a minute," he said quietly.
John tilted his head slightly. "You okay? Are you sure you're not uncomfortable?"
Adrian looked down. "I'm sorry Uncle John."
"Talk to me, what's on your mind?"
"I... I have an erection. I think it's just the situation. I don't know why. I'm sorry."
John nodded calmly, "Adrian buddy, that's normal so don't worry. I cannot tell you how often it happens to all men in situations they don't want. It's 100% normal. We all get them."
John's last sentence echoed in Adrian's head. "We all get them." Adrian didn't think about that but now his mind was also thinking about Uncle John having an erection which oddly made his own boner pulse.
All the while Adrian was grappling with his swollen cock, John's was also not completely flaccid. John had been in rooms with many naked people before without even a cock twitch. John immediately began analyzing the why. He suspected it was the combination of the unexpected situation, being in his safe home, and the closeness he's feeling toward Adrian. To get his mind off of his own boner, John started to make small talk to make Adrian feel more at ease.
After a few minutes of conversation, John asked, "How's it going over there?"
Adrian nodded, "Not 100% down but close enough."
John gave a small reassuring clap of his hands, "Alright." John was also thankful his own erection had subsided completely.
Both stood. John walked over to Adrian and sat on the wooden coffee table facing him, about 3 feet away.
"Ok uncle John," Adrian said softly as he hooked his thumbs in his underwear waistband. Adrian then slowly pulled his underwear down which seemed to radiate more confidence than when he removed his shirt and pants earlier. As his underwear moved down his thighs, the sounds of his soft skin moving against the underwear was deafening. His bushy pubic hair began to unmask, as if this moment was in slow motion. His underwear began to uncover his still semi cock, first his expanding sizeable cock base, then his shaft, then his gorgeous covered cock head that had an ever so slight smear of pre-cum across the front. What was remarkable was that Adrian seemed less shy than before, never even hinting that he wanted to cup or obscure his privates. Adrian's underwear hit the ground and he quickly stepped out of them. He bent over and then threw them on the couch alongside his other clothes.
If you took a step back, this situation couldn't be more different. There was Adrian, completely naked in his uncle's living room. His completely clothed uncle was looking at his completely naked nephew. Yet nothing seemed insidious.
"You look great buddy. No need to be shy." John said in an honest reassuring tone. "Can you step closer to me?"
"Yeah. Sorry," Adrian said as he took a few steps toward his uncle. His cock and balls hung there with excitement. His cock was still fully semi from earlier. Plump with his foreskin covering most of his slightly shiny cock head.
John was impressed with his nephew's body. It was solid yet framed appropriately for his age. He was also silently impressed with Adrian's cock. For a guy with such build, it was thicker than most but also chalked that up to Adrian being semi. He had heard Adrian wasn't circumcised years back but had not really thought about that since. Now that obscure fact was staring at him.
John stood up and took a few steps toward Adrian, lifting his stethoscope from his neck. "Ok buddy, go ahead and take a normal breath."
John placed his stethoscope onto Adrian's chests. He listened to Adrian's chest, then his back, "Again."
Adrian followed his instructions. Taking large inhales. His chest expanded with each large breath. John stepped back.
"Heart sounds good. Breathing's clear," He gently took Adrian's wrist, checking his pulse.
John paused slightly, "Pulse is a little elevated," John said, glancing up. "How are you feeling?"
Adrian gave a small, slightly embarrassed nod. "Yeah. Just... a little nervous, I guess. About all of this."
John took his hand and rubbed Adrian's chest and gave a small understanding smile, "That makes sense."
John's tone stayed calm, "No rush. We'll just take it one step at a time. If it helps, just tell yourself that I have the same parts as you so nothing is shocking me."
"Thanks Uncle John." Adrian nodded, shoulders relaxing slightly. John was really good at making Adrian reframe his nerves and make him relaxed. At the same time, John referencing that he too had the same parts was again an odd thrill for Adrian. John's openness to this all was such a change to Adrian's everyday experiences at home. That freedom and thrill started to manifest, with Adrian's semi cock again growing.
John sat back down on the coffee table and put his hands on Adrian's hips. At this height, John's face was also directly in front of Adrian's uncut cock.
"Let me know if anything feels tender."
John began placing a hand lightly against Adrian's abdomen, pressing gently. John's hands slowly began moving toward Adrian's crotch area. He began pushing firmly on the area just on the side of Adrian's now very much growing cock.
"No, nothing so far." Adrian responded with his eyes closed, fully realizing his cock was growing right in front of his uncle. What Adrian didn't know was that a clear bead of pre-cum was forming.
"Okay. Good," John paused briefly. "Next I am going to need to examine your testicles."
"Ok." Adrian responded in a very affirming way.
John didn't have gloves for this examination, forcing him to use his bare hands. However, with Adrian he felt comfortable proceeding. Adrian's cock was now fully erect and pointing straight out, creating a quite large obstacle to John performing his examination.
John thought for a quick second and then acted. He fully grabbed Adrian's cock and moved it to the left, allowing his other hand to grab Adrian's right testicle. Adrian's testicles were sizable and they looked even bigger in a grown man's hand.
Adrian made a quiet, yet audible intake of breath. John looked up at him.
"Pain?"
"No, zero pain," Adrian said looking down at his uncle who had his cock firmly in his hand, his other hand on his ball, and his face a foot from his overall crotch. The sight was erotic for Adrian. He had been to a physical before, but nothing like this. No one had handled his hard cock before.
"Ok, good." John responded with a head nod.
"Sorry for... ya know," Adrian said looking down and referencing his cock that was still in John's hand.
John laughed, "Don't worry about it buddy, one of the odd and fun things we get to experience as guys. I get them too."
Again John's reference to his own boners made Adrian's cock pulse. That pulse made John stop again and look at Adrian's cock which was now producing a fair amount of pre-cum. John then looked up at Adrian and winked. Adrian began to blush.
John let go of Adrian's cock and testicle. He then immediately grasped Adrian's cock with the other hand and grabbed his other testicle. When John grabbed Adrian's cock for examination even more pre-cum oozed out. John noticed immediately, Adrian did not notice at first. All things looked good. John let go of Adrian's cock, letting it now stand at attention by itself, glistening with pre-cum. John watched as Adrian's foreskin further pulled back, exposing his entire lubed cock head which was now bright red and quite sizable.
John had never had a patient be this hard and this lubed up before. This situation was helping cement the diagnosis that John was thinking Adrian was experiencing. John then reached forward again and cupped Adrian's testicles together. He began to gently massage and looked up at Adrian.
"When you have pain, is that pain concentrated only in your testicles?"
"Yes, only there. It feels like they are tingly and achy. Not like this, this feels good." Adrian's face immediately went blank followed by a clearing of his throat. "Uh but yeah, it hurts quite a bit."
"Ok and that makes sense." John said as he continued massaging Adrian's balls in thought. "Based on what you've described, this sounds consistent with something I've seen before."
Adrian nodded, still a little tense but more at ease now.
"The discomfort you described is most likely epididymal hypertension," John said, "Or in less medical terms, blue balls." John finished with a smirk.
Adrian looked down, "Blue balls? I've heard that term before but I am not completely sure. Is that when you..." Adrian trailed off.
"It's when you are aroused and there is no release, or ejaculation."
"So nothing's wrong?"
"Nothing serious," John said. "It's temporary and not dangerous. Just super uncomfortable as you are very aware."
"Well I'm relieved." Adrian said with a large sigh. "But wait, I don't want to keep having pain, what can I do to stop it? Is there anything?"
"There are a few tricks of the trade. Things like cold compresses and exercise can redirect blood flow. One of the biggest ways is trying to avoid sexual thoughts that will give you an erection. Now that sounds easy but sometimes us men get hard for random reasons."
And once again, John's mention that he gets erections made Adrian's cock flex and pulse.
John noticed Adrian's cock pulse and pointed to it, "See, exactly."
"Sorry `bout that."
"Nah buddy you're good. It's just us guys here."
"Thanks Uncle John."
"No problem. So the next way you can avoid blue balls is to avoid prolonged arousal periods without a release. That means don't let your erection fly for too long and to get your erection to go down, the easiest thing to do is ejaculate."
"Well... I'm not having sex yet... Sorry if that's TMI."
"Buddy, look at us, I don't think there is going to be TMI between us anymore."
John was still sitting in front of Adrian, massaging his testicles, eye level with his extremely hard and extremely leaky cock. In fact a bead of pre-cum was just starting to form a drop off of Adrian's cock head. Without intervention it would hit the floor.
John let go of Adrian's testicles, reached out with his finger and caught the dangling bead. He then spread it all over Adrian's cock head.
Adrian whispered, "Wow," ever so slightly yet John heard, causing him to softly smile.
"Anyway, let's just say nothing is TMI with me. So if you're not having sex, what about masturbation?"
"No never. I'm not allowed to do that."
"I had a suspicion that was the case in your household... No judgment."
"No you're good." Adrian said and kind of trailed off.
"What about nocturnal emissions? Do you ejaculate in your sleep?"
"Oh for sure. All the time."
"Ok and I hope you know that is normal. If you're doing it a lot, that just means your hormones are elevated which makes sense with where you are in puberty."
"They are just a mess and I have to hide it from my parents."
"Oh yeah for sure. It sucks to clean it up in the middle of the night," John said with a chuckle.
That admission made Adrian's cock pulse again which caught John's attention. John looked up at Adrian, "Mind if I examine something else real quick?"
"Yeah sure."
John nodded and reached out to Adrian's erect throbbing cock which looked like it could explode at any minute. With his left hand, John's fingers held Adrian's cock in place at the base and with his right hand pointer finger and thumb, pulled Adrian's foreskin all the way forward, covering his slick head. He then pulled the skin all the way back, producing an astonishing amount of pre-cum.
"When erect does your foreskin ever make your penis hurt or restrict your head?"
Adrian looked down looking at his foreskin being examined via movement and was preparing to answer when he began feeling some pressure building. This time it wasn't pain, this time it actually felt amazing.
"Uncle John, oh wow, oh wow, oh wow, uncle John." Adrian groaned louder and louder.
John looked up at Adrian who had his head back in pleasure. John quickly returned his eyes to Adrian's cock which he was currently holding and pushing his foreskin back. It was then that John got hit with a spray. The spray expelled Adrian's faucet of pre-cum and it covered John's entire face. Adrian's knees buckled a bit and he moaned. Quickly after the initial spray it was followed up with ropes of Adrian's cum. John saw the first rope escape Adrian's cock and move across the air. The first and second rope landed across John's face, from hairline to chin. The third and fourth cumshot landed on his alma mater shirt while the rest shot and oozed out on the carpet. Adrian kept moaning and slightly thrusting.
Again, this was a professional first for John. He had never had a patient cum in his presence, let alone across his face. He sat there, surprised at what had just happened, yet also moderately impressed with Adrian's load size.
John looked up at Adrian who was still panting but looked like his knees were about to give out. His abs were bursting through his skin with each deep breath. Adrian rolled his head forward and opened his eyes, now seeing what he had done to his uncle.
"Uncle John, I am so sorry. Look at you! I... I... I don't know what to do."
John laughed with a still surprised face, "Adrian, you're fine, you're fine."
"Let me get you a towel."
"No, it's fine. Don't move, you're still going." John said as he pointed to Adrian's still hard cock which was still pushing out cum which was falling onto the carpet.
"Your new house! It's all on the carpet!" Adrian said with true sincere concern, not bragging.
"It's fine, it probably won't be the last time ejaculate is on my carpet." John responded while simultaneously grabbing Adrian's cock and milking it a bit more. "Sorry bud, trying to get the rest out before it falls."
Adrian moaned a bit, the cumming sensation still had not subsided. It was also shocking and kind of hot that his cock was being handled with such ease.
"Based on how much you shot, I can see why you have blue balls often." John said jokingly while also meaning it. With every sentence John spoke, the more he began to taste Adrian's cum.
"Is this considered a lot?" Adrian questioned.
"Look at my face, yes this is a lot." John smiled as the cum sat on his face, Adrian not knowing John was fully tasting his fresh load.
Still standing naked in front of John, "Are you mad at me? Are you grossed out?"
John looked Adrian right in the eyes and put his hands on his naked hips, "Let me make this very clear to you. I am not mad. I am not grossed out." John believed that wholeheartedly, and was a bit intrigued that he was tasting Adrian's cum and truly was not grossed out. It in fact made his own erection swell..
"Ok thank you." Adrian said with a smile.
"I'm actually glad I was the one you sprayed, not another doctor," John said laughing.
"Are you going to tell my parents?"
"Absolutely not. We said this stayed between us. Let's call this our bonding time and it's only for you and me."
"Ok deal."
"Alright why dont you follow me into the bathroom and we will get cleaned up?"
Adrian gathered his clothes and followed John into his master bathroom. Adrian's muscular ass stayed perky with every step. Even post cum his body was astonishing. John was too preoccupied with his cum facial to hide that he had a very visible tent in his shorts. Adrian made the decision to not mention it.
In the bathroom, John grabbed a towel and wiped off the now running cum. John still had some run into his lips, allowing him to taste even more of his nephew's cum. John smiled as he thought, "Never tasted anyone's cum but my own... I guess you could now say I kept it in the family."
John cleaned the cum off his shirt, "I will shower after you leave so I can leave this on for a bit longer."
Adrian expressed the remaining cum out of his cock into a tissue and threw it in the trash. Adrian then slowly began getting dressed in front of John. There was something so casual and calm about that time in the bathroom together. Adrian still felt bad for ejaculating on John's face but felt comfortable having John see him naked. So much had changed this Friday afternoon.
While Adrian got dressed, John asked, "How are you feeling now? Feel more knowledgeable about your body?"
"I'm a bit tired now but yes Uncle John, very much so. No one's ever explained it like that before."
John gave a small, understanding smile, "We all get tired after," followed by a wink. "A lot of people don't get clear explanations. But once you understand how the body works, most things stop being confusing."
John and Adrian walked to the front door. John subtly looked for any signs on Adrian that he had been naked or ejaculated while over at John's house. He felt confident that their bonding was going to stay a secret. Unbeknownst to John, Adrian was doing the same thing.
John reached the front door and went in for a hug. "Thank you again for helping me move and get my home back in order."
"You are welcome and thank you for taking the time to speak with me... privately."
"You got it bud," John said as he leaned back slightly. "And if you ever have more questions--about anything--you can come to me."
Adrian met his eyes, "Uncle John... I think I'll take you up on that."
John smiled, "My door is always open for you Adrian."
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