As a nineteen year old college student I knew I did not want to work over the summer at a fast food place or a coffee shop. During spring break my mom reached out to her baby brother and asked if I could live with him and she thought it would do us both some good. Uncle Samuel was ten older than me. He had attended the local university in our hometown and studied to be a forest ranger. His wife’s family owned a Christmas tree farm in western North Carolina and after they were married to moved across the mountains from Tennessee to North Carolina. It was beautiful country. They had settled down and lived a good life until Carla was involved in an accident.
Sammy was offered by many to sell the farm and give up the family business. He was steadfast about remaining on the farm and making sure the business was a success. The weekend of Memorial Day I loaded my Dodge Ram pick up and drove four hours to his home. I had been there as a high school kid when I helped them move in. I’ve always been attracted to my uncle. He’s so easy going and always enjoyed the outdoors. When we went hiking or rafting I noticed his amazing body but at that time was not so sure about how much to say or do. After Carla passed he met me at college one weekend. We went to a football game and had a great time.
The Christmas tree farm was beautiful. Nestled off the Blue Ridge parkway and miles from the Appalachian Trail. I was most appreciative to have this beautiful place for the summer to call home. Uncle Samuel helped me unload my truck and his muscles were bulging in the cut out tshirt he was wearing. We put my things in the room across the hall. He did tell me anytime I needed to use a bigger shower I was welcomed to use his. When they first moved into Carla’s grandparents house a kitchen and bathroom remodel was done.
That evening we grilled steaks…I made a salad and made my famous banana pudding my mom made. Samuel was thrilled to eat it and said….damn…this is maybe better than your mom’s. After supper we took his new toy…a Ranger Polaris and toured the farm. It was so peaceful and I loved being with him.
I had a couple of fraternity brothers I’d fucked around with but Uncle Samuel was a stud. A man’s man. Strong, independent, intelligent and handsome as hell. I started to chub up sitting beside him and listening to him being so proud of the work he had accomplished over the years at the farm.
On the lower end of the property was a pond. He said I was welcomed to take a dip anytime. I said I didn’t bring any trunks. He winked at me and said…Oscar….men in the country just jump in raw. I grinned and said….no time like the present. He cut off the engine and I watched as he shucked his clothes …..he was a stud. Nice body, defined pecs and uncut cock with beautiful low hanging balls. As I undressed he walked closer to me and asked….when did you get a tattoo. On my upper back on my right shoulder I have a wolf howling at the moon. It’s black and grays ….he touched my shoulder an a bolt of energy ran down my back. He was firm yet gentle with his hands. I told him that I got the ink last year for my eighteen birthday. I said… something about a lone wolf speaks to me. He smacked my ass and yelled…last one in is a rotten egg. The water was phenomenal. We swam around. About 30 minutes later we got out. He reached in the cooler and handed me a beer. We drove back to the house. As we walked towards the back screened in porch…he said to follow him. On the corner of the porch he had built an outdoor shower. He said many times leaving the Christmas tree farm he did not want to track in mud in the house. He said we should jump in the shower before going inside. He reached over and pulled my tshirt over my head. Within minutes we were in the shower, he washed my back and I was embarrassed because I immediately got a hard on. He laughed…said it was fine with him. I wanted to drop to my knees and swallow his cock. But I chickened out. After the shower we wrapped up with a towel and headed inside.
We watched some tv. He had a smart tv and streamed a couple of episodes of Reacher. Once I got to bed I reached down and stroked my cock. I shot a big load on my chest thinking about Uncle Samuel.
The next morning he had coffee ready and had made a breakfast burrito. We went to the local Ace Hardware in town and got a few things. That afternoon we tagged a few trees with different color plastic strips. He told me the average time to grow a seven foot Christmas tree is 7-10 years. The popular varieties he grew are Balsam, Fraser, Douglas and Scotch and White Pine. Damn…. His voice was silky smooth just talking about trees with such intensity.
When we returned to the house we made a quick lunch. I told him I was going to get some things out of my truck.
As I walked out to my truck I knew I was in trouble. I was so fucking attracted to him. I’ve known for a while I was attracted to men. But hell.. he’s my mom’s baby brother. When I got to my truck I pulled around to the back of the barn and parked my truck in the shade. I lowered the tailgate and put down a beach towel and dropped my shorts. I was watching a Pornhub video on my phone and was edging my cock. I was watching a hot video of a football player lifting weights on the bench and the guy spotting him was feeding his cock down his throat. I didn’t even hear Samuel walk up. He reached over and took my cock in his thick hand. He slowly stroked my cock and told me….damn boy…you’ve grown up to be a handsome man. I told him to get naked…climb up in the bed of my truck. I told him to squat his perfect ass over my face and let me rim his pussy. My tongue destroyed his hungry hole. Samuel sat down on my throbbing cock and rode me. He leaned over and kissed me. He would stop. Raise off my cock and suck my balls. He fed me his cock and told me he knew last night at the pond he would enjoy my cock in his ass.
He had a beautiful set of low hanging balls. I popped both of them in my mouth and hummed. The vibrating sound of my throat drove him crazy. We got in 69 position and we both fed each other a thick load of cum. We returned to the house and took a shower together in the outdoor area. He dried me off. He hugged me and said….can I make a request. Sure was my response. He said he wanted us to remain nude as much as possible unless we are working out in the fields. He told me he pretty much was a nudist since he lived in a secluded area.
The next day we were on the back porch drinking a beer. I heard a vehicle coming up the gravel path. Sam said it was Harlen, his local mail carrier. He told me to stay perfectly still. Sam dropped to his knees and swallow my fat cock…sure enough….Harlen started undressing and stood beside me and started fucking my face. Sam raised off my cock and told Harlen to come get a taste. This was my first threesome. Harlen’s cock was thick and fat mushroom head. Sam rimmed my ass. I sucked the mailman’s cock and once Sam had me lubed up….i got the fattest cock ever in my hole. The three of us had sex for over an hour. Harlen shot a load in my ass and Sam ate me out ….kissed me and we both tasted his cum.
I knew immediately this was going to be a great summer. Each Tuesday Harlen spent his lunch hour fucking both of us. He asked me and Samuel if he could bring a biker buddy the next week. I’m so looking forward to meeting Jimmy….he owns a bike shop and I’ve been told he plays with toys. Can’t wait.
