Visiting my uncle at the VA hospital

My uncle is one of my favorite family members. When I was fourteen he lived on our farm when he returned from Vietnam. Some fourth years later my uncle Owen was in his mid sixties and dealing with some health issues. He had a full knee replacement and was going to need about six weeks of physical therapy. I volunteered for him to come stay with me. One day I was visiting him at the VA and it was a couple of days before he was to be discharged from the VA. The physical therapist stopped by his room and checking to see if he had a plan, adaptive equipment, a walker, handrails, etc.... My uncle being very stubborn said he could manage. He lived in a small apartment above a barber shop. I spoke up and introduced myself, told the therapists my uncle was coming to my house. He tried to argue....I placed a firm hand on his shoulder....I said, not point in trying to argue....it’s settled...you are coming home with me. The next day I moved furniture, placed the recliner inside the living room close to the bedroom. I borrowed a potty chair and a walker from a coworker who took care of her mother. The following day I arrived with my truck and a full back seat. The nurse helped get him in the truck. Once we got home I got him settled into the recliner. Threatening him with his life...told him to stay put while I went to pick up his pain meds. He was very humble...said he didn’t want to be a bother....I leaned over and kissed him. I told him I had always loved him and it was my turn to take care of him. When I returned with his meds he told me he had to get up....said he needed to piss. I handed him the plastic pee jug the hospital sent home with him. He said he wasn’t going to use the damn thing. We got him up...got his walker....got to the bathroom ....he was so damn stubborn. Insisted me didn’t need any help. I reached in front of him and pulled down his sweatpants. He wasn’t wearing any boxers and still holding to the walker I took his pecker and guided him to piss in the toilet without dripping on his sweatpants. When he finished I asked him...are you sure you are done? He said he was completely empty. I leaned over and licked his cockhead. He started moaning. I said...kets get you back to the recliner. Once he sat down I prepared an ice pack...placed it on his knee and wrapped it with an ace bandage to keep it securely in place. He took a pain pill and I fixed him a ham and cheese sandwich. He asked for a beer but with the pain meds I said no....he said to me...I’m not going back to being treated like a child. He said the nurses at the VA refused most of his request, etc....I went to the fridge and got him a Coors lite. When I gave him the beer and he ate his sandwich he told me the licking of his cockhead was nice. My uncle lived with his partner for over ten years. When Steve died of cancer two years ago my uncle was lost. In the mid 1970s not many men lived openly ...he refused to call Steve his roommate. After he finished his sandwich he was ready for a nap. I managed to get him in bed. Asked if he was comfortable. He was ten days post surgery so he was use to the routine. Once I got him a second pillow I kissed him and told him to rest. I’ve always been affectionate with him since he trained me as a teenager all about man sex. God, my dad would have killed him if he knew what all he taught me. However, after the first time he rimmed me and fucked me I knew I liked, wanted...needed cock. Later than evening I had fixed dinner. He ate well. Around 7 o’clock I told him it was time to wash his ass. He grinned and said...only my ass? I prepared the shower, got towels, wash cloth, and his adapted chair. I washed his body. For a man in sixties he looked great. He was the owner of a outdoor landscape company and his body reflected his physical labor. My uncle insisted he would be capable of washing himself...I started taking off my clothes and told him....I think he would definitely enjoy what I had in mind. I got hard instantly as I was soaping his hair and massaged his scalp. He took the rag and washed my cock and low hanging nuts. He soaped up his finger and found my hungry tight hole. I moaned as he fingers explored my ass. He got a second one in and I was leaking precum. He licked my piss slit and tasted my creamy sweet juice. I told him we needed to finish his bath and get to bed. Fuck, we didn’t even dry off...we got to bed. I positioned his knee and knelt between his legs and swallowed his 6.5 thick cock. His girth was as big as a fat cucumber. I was so attentive to his fat uncut mushroom head....he shoot his load within minutes. I made sure to swallow every drop. He moved gingerly around the bed making sure not to hurt him. I straddled his chest and fucked his face. Without even asking his fingers found my hole again. As I was pumping my cock in my uncles face...his fingers hit my hot fuck spot. He worked me so good. I’d moan and say I was close and he would stop. I begged him to let me cum. He aggressively finger fucked my ass as my balls were slapping against his chin. God damn....I flooded his throat with my cum. I got a warm wash cloth and cleaned him up. The warm wash cloth was very stimulating...he told me he needed to piss. I placed my mouth at his crotch...and said...go ahead. He had a steady stream of warm piss and I drank every drop. When we were exhausted...I leaned over and kissed him tenderly and said.....aren’t you glad you are staying with me. He kissed me and said, yes...thank you baby boy. I hated him calling me that when I was fourteen years old, however, I accepted the term as a loving confirmation of him truly caring for me.

Two days later I took him for his physical therapy appointment. We met Todd, his therapy assistant. After introductions, etc....he went through some exercises my uncle Owen was to do. I observed everything he was doing and even took a few notes. After we got home I got him a pain pill and fixed a wash cloth and wiped him down after his therapy session. His arm pits had a very distinct aroma. He licked his pits and then took of his tennis shoes. He worshiped his socked feet and starting taking his socks off....as I sucked his toes I took off my shorts. I played with mu hungry hole while attending to his feet. I mounted his good foot, leg....applied KY jelly on his big toe and he was speechless. I lowered my ass on to his toe....he had never had his toes used to fuck a guys ass before. As I squatted my ass on his toes I was slowly stroking my leaking dick. My eyes were glued to his face. I watched him slowly stoke his fat cock. I told him as soon as we could position him without hurting his knee I needed him to fuck me, I kept repeating in a husk voice...uncle Owen....I need your dick in my ass...please uncle....I need your fat cock...I’ve got to have a dick in my hole...my man pussy needs you. As I continued to ride his toes he stoked his cock more aggressively....I shot my load all over his foot as I lifted off his toes. Damn puppy....what a load. Owen looked at me and said, cum eat my load. I positioned myself with my mouth above his head. I didn’t suck his dick....I just licked his mushroom head. God, what a load. After we cleaned up I helped get him to bed.

After five weeks of physical therapy and doing exercises at my house Owen said he thought he could go home. By this time I had been straddling his lap and getting fucked at least twice a day. I dropped my gym shorts and sat on his lap. Our cocks were touching. I kissed him and said...let’s make a deal......he grinned and said, based on my position...he didn’t have much choice. I started rubbing our cocks .....I kissed him and told him, please stay 2 more weeks. Once the physical therapist said he could drive then I’d let him leave. I reached behind me and fingered my hole while kissing him. I sat down on his cock...just me spit...no KY jelly....raw. He fucked me nice and slow. The second week his doctor released him from physical therapy. We packed his small bag and I drove him to his apartment. I hugged my uncle and broke down. I cried and told him....let’s stop being stupid. We love each other. I loved taking care of him and I absolutely loved having him in my bed. Three days later my uncle Owen called and asked me to meet him for dinner. We ate at a family owned pizza restaurant off campus, Candlelight Pizza. He said one of his workers at his landscaping company got kicked out of his home once his dad caught him jerking off to gay porn. Owen said he was going to let the kid stay at his place and he would move back in to my house. My job is very flex. As a pharmacist I can swap a day off if needed in a couple of days notice. Owen moved to my house that weekend. He lived with me for the next ten years. Fuck, the best ten years of my life.