True story….names and locations have been changed….
As a kid my uncle always took me to a cabin every summer to hike the trails of the Blue Ridge Mountains. We would haul our gear, fish, sleep under the stars and I learned a great deal about life, nature and man sex. My uncle was a gay man….a powerful attorney and well connected. In fact, he secretly had a long relationship with a staff member who worked for the governor for eight years. I applied to Chapel Hill. The only school I submitted an application. Uncle Kevin was well connected and my early admission letter arrived the November of my senior year of high school. My parents were both doctors and had attended Duke University, so with me going to Carolina wasn’t a thrilling topic in our house. Of course, my dad knew his brother Kevin was the driving force. Kevin always took me to Tar Heels basketball games. He got the best tickets. I met Dean Smith when I was a kid.
The summer leading into my freshman year Uncle Kevin planned our hiking trip to western North Caroline. He had purchased a small cabin outside of Boone near Valle Crucis. It was a beautiful place. There was a country store in the area that had the best selection of candy. Each summer I would visit. The Christmas of my sophomore year my parents were out of state and I spent the week with my uncle. The first night we drank beers and ate pizza in front of the fire. I was determined to make my move. That fall I had broken up with my boyfriend and wanted a shoulder to cry on. One thing led to another. I got out of the hot tub …butt ass naked and climbed in his bed. He wasn’t asleep….he was on his iPad but once I entered his bed…..I kissed his pecs and told him…..I’ve been waiting for you to fuck me.
He was so passionate. My parents and grandparents told him I had broken off my relationship with my boyfriend. That night he made love to me. His thick fingers stretched my hole and he slowly worked me open. His tongue was phenomenal licking my hunger ass. I straddled him and sat on his thick piece of man cock. The next three days we never left the cabin. He had a local college student from Lees Mcrea to stock his fridge before we arrived. The third night I told him I wanted to move to the area, transfer to Appalachian State and get away from the memories of Alex and Chapel Hill. He suggested I move to the cabin in the summer. Take a couple of classes in Boone and not make any hasty decision. That’s exactly what I did. Kevin would drive up every other weekend to the cabin. His work in Raleigh was very demanding…so the weekend at the cabin was a nice distraction. That summer we explored being nudist…he loved walking around the property just being one with nature. On night on the back porch I was sucking his balls when I discovered a lump. A year later this lover, uncle was gone due to testicular cancer. After I graduated from Chapel Hill, I enrolled in graduate school in Boone and began working in a lab with a focus in clinical oncology. Once I completed that graduate degree…yep, followed in my parent’s footsteps and enrolled in medical school at Duke.
Years later I returned to the cabin and made it my haven for summer vacation with my memories of my uncle.
The cabin was in need to major repairs. Being connected with friends…I found a father and son team to help my remodeling vision become a reality. The next weekend I drove from Durham to Boone and met this silver fox of a dad. His son looked like a wrestler who had the most beautiful eyes. Uncle Kevin had always said….love someone with gorgeous eyes. Hair and body image can change over years…but eyes will never change. This kid was maybe 25 years old. We met for coffee and I gave them a list of my task I wanted to accomplish at the cabin. Two days later I signed a contract and they said they would make sure I was satisfied. That night I invited them to grill burgers. Dad couldn’t make it but Timothy showed up. He was a local wrestling b coach. His dad still depended on his help. I pointed out the repairs needed around the hot tub. After a couple of shots of apple pie moonshine….we ended up in the hot tub.
This stud was a phenomenal cock sucker. I fucked his ass over the edge of the tub. As I was fucking him…his dad walked up on the porch….started undressing and he joined in. Damn…this man ate my ass. His tongue was magnificent. Rimmed me so deep. His son was sucking my cock while his dad was pounding my ass.
After we fucked….i shared some bourbon with them. I fired up a cigar and enjoyed each man sucking my cock as I enjoyed my cigar. The next day they pulled up in their work truck and was pulling a camper behind it. Timothy said he would prefer to stay at the worksite and be close by. Damn…. What a great summer of fucking dad and son.
