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Staying with Uncle Stan


Insatiable Cocksucker


    As summer began, I started a new construction project that took up most of my time. The property owners were building a large house on what used to be an empty plot of land, so there was a lot of work to be done. The property was situated not too far from the Adult Arcade, so I drove past the sex shop quite often these days. More often than not, especially on weekends, I noticed my old Silverado parked in front of it, left there by my nephew Nash, who was likely in the back of the store, sucking dick at the gloryholes. One day, I decided to have a chat with him about it.

    "Sit down, there's something we need to talk about," I said to Nash as I placed two cups of coffee on the kitchen table in my apartment. It was a Saturday morning, and Nash and I were both fully dressed and ready to tackle the day.

    "Uh-oh. Sounds like something's wrong," the teen noted.

    "Not really. I just wanted to talk to you about that big construction project I just started. You know I drive right past the Adult Arcade every day to get there?"

    "Yeah, and?"

    "And, soon your father will be joining me. He's a part of the team that will be working on the house, and he'll be driving the same route."

    "Aaah, I get it. So you don't want my dad to see my truck parked in front of a sex shop," Nash concluded.

    "That's not your truck; that's MY truck that I'm letting you use," I reminded him with a smirk.

    "Got ya. Thanks for the heads-up. I'll make sure to park it in the parking lot across the street so Dad doesn't see it," Nash nodded.

    "You do seem to spend a lot of time in there," I said, taking a sip of coffee while eyeing my nephew.

    "Not really. Only on weekends, and some evenings during the week."

    "That's most of your free time," I laughed.

    "Okay okay, maybe it is," Nash agreed, "but I got nothing else to do around here! I didn't really make any friends at school this semester. Going to the Arcade is like… my hobby."

    "Your hobby is sucking cock?" I laughed even louder.

    "Why not? I'm good at it," Nash replied with a smirk. "I've got dozens of glowing reviews."

    "I'm sure you do," I shook my head in amusement. "You're one horny kid, I'll give you that."

    "Hey Uncle Stan, remember the time I jerked you off right here on the couch?" my nephew said, the grin on his face growing wider. "It's been a couple of months since then. Why did we never do it again? Did you not like it?"

    "No, it's just that I've been busy with work, you've been busy with school. Plus, you're at the Arcade every chance you get," I reminded him.

    "Well I'm here now. And I've got some time." Nash put down his coffee cup, batting his eyelashes and pouting his lips seductively. 

    "I gotta leave for work in a few minutes," I said. Then, when I saw the disappointment on my nephew's face, I added, "Maybe some other time."

    "Some other time. Soon!" he insisted. He got up to leave and once he was at the door, Nash turned back around and said, "Oh, and by the way, I got a job for the summer."

    "That's great! What is it?" I asked.

    "Nothing major, just stocking shelves at a hardware store."

    "Which hardware store?" I asked ominously.

    "The one with the cruisy bathrooms," Nash revealed and stuck his tongue out at me as he exited my apartment.

    A week later, my brother and I were at the construction site, talking about my nephew.

    "Today is Nash's first day at his new job," Ray said. "I'm really glad he got a summer job. He wants to move back to New York when he graduates next year, so he'll need his own money to do that."

    "What time does he finish work today? Maybe we should take him out to celebrate," I suggested.

    "He's done at 6, I think. But I've got plans with Kelly," my brother revealed.

    "Fine then. While you're out with your girl, I'll take your son out on my own," I said, resuming work and looking forward to an evening spent with my nephew.

    My intention was to be at the hardware store at 6 o'clock, but I got stuck in traffic and I didn't make it there until 6:15. Luckily, I saw the Silverado parked outside, which meant Nash was still here. I walked in and immediately spotted one of the managers. I came here so often that I knew most of the employees.

    "Hey," I said to the manager and she smiled back at me. "Do you know Nash? He's my nephew, and he started work here today."

    "Oh really, I didn't know you were his uncle," the woman said. "Yeah, he did great today. Are you here to see him? Cuz I think he left already."

    "Hm. His truck's parked outside," I said.

    "I don't see him around. Maybe he's in the restroom," she said.

    "Of-fucking-course," I thought. I said goodbye to the manager and headed straight to the cruisy men's room.

    I made the familiar trek to the back where the bathroom was located. I opened the door quietly and I snuck in. I was immediately greeted by wet sucking sounds and saw that two of the three stalls were occupied. Bending down as low as I could, I saw Nash in the middle stall, kneeling on the floor and sucking a random man's dick, who was occupying the neighboring stall and sticking his hard cock under the partition for my nephew to suck.

    I cleared my throat. When Nash and the stranger realized they weren't alone, they immediately stopped what they were doing and they sat up properly in their respective stalls.

     "You guys are cool. Don't worry about me. You can keep going," I told them as I entered the final empty stall. I didn't try to disguise my voice, so Nash probably recognized it. He immediately went back down on his knees, and the man in the third stall did the same.

    I knew the stall I was in had a busted toilet paper dispenser. All I had to do was nudge it a bit and it came off, giving me a view into the neighboring stall. The angle was just right: I could see my nephew greedily bob his head up-and-down on the well-endowed stranger.

    I unzipped and partially pulled down my pants while sitting on the toilet. The sounds of the blowjob – the wet suction, the soft groans of the stranger, and the mmph mmph coming from my nephew – had me fully erect within seconds. What really got me going, though, was the memory of Nash giving me a handjob under the stall here a few months ago without even knowing it was me. 

    Nash seemed to be doing an excellent job with his mouth as even from two stalls away, I could hear the stranger's breath start to get faster and faster. Peeking through, I saw my nephew was now massaging the guy's balls with one hand while using the other to keep himself balanced. The stranger was grabbing onto the bottom of the partition with both hands. It looked like he was using his grip to try and fuck my nephew's mouth. I wasn't terribly surprised to see a wedding ring on the man's left hand. Finally, the guy let out a strangled cry as he unloaded down my teenage nephew's hungry throat. As soon as his orgasm was over, he quickly got up and left the bathroom.

    As Nash got to his feet, I adjusted the toilet paper dispenser back to its original position. Not even thirty seconds later, Nash was knocking at the door of my stall.

    "Uncle Stan, is that you?" he whispered, and I unlocked the door. Nash crowded in with a smile on his face and some saliva on his chin. I was still hard as a rock and drooling precum. Of course, my glistening boner was the first thing my nephew noticed. "That was hot. Looks like you enjoyed it, too."

    Without another word, Nash got to his knees in front of me. Not even asking for permission, he reached for my cock and began to jack me off. His immediacy caught me off guard, but I was impressed by his boldness and let him continue. Not to mention, I was horny as hell so I wasn't about to say no.

    Nash only gave me a few slow strokes before he did something even more daring. He looked up at me, his face totally serious. We held eye contact as he slowly bent forward, his face inches from my dick. He gently kissed the tip… and then sat back with a smile, awaiting my reaction.

    "Wh– What are you doing?" I stammered, though I knew exactly what was happening. But was I going to let him go through with this?

    "Want a blowjob?" my nephew whispered with a naughty grin. I couldn't believe the words I was hearing. While maintaining eye contact, Nash licked his lips and added, "Sucking cock is my hobby, after all. Lemme show you how good I've gotten."

    My brain was telling me to stop this before we crossed a new line, but my dick was begging to test out that talented mouth of his. Unable to control myself, especially with a willing twink like my nephew on his knees in front of me, I stood up and I slid my cock into his waiting mouth. I could've sworn he giggled in delight as my shaft glided across his tongue. Fuck, it felt good. 

    Nash pushed down on my boxers and jeans, so they fell to the floor around my ankles. With one hand I ran my fingers through his hair, while the other gently held onto his throat. He looked up at me, his eyes sparkling as I sank down my shaft until his nose was in my pubes. God damn, this kid's mouth felt amazing.

    The horny teen sucked hard on my rod but managed to keep his teeth away, like a good little cocksucker. I gripped tighter onto his hair, encouraging his head to move forward and backward, almost using his mouth as a fleshlight. Even though he was my nephew, I couldn't help myself from taking control. I eventually fully took over and I held onto both of his ears as I began to pump my cock in and out of his pretty mouth. Nash's eyes started to tear up a little, but he merely held on tightly to my hairy thighs while I fucked his throat.

    I loved the slight slapping sound as my balls hit his chin and the moans he made around my cock every time my dick sank down the back of his throat. His perfect obedience and willingness to take this rough oral treatment was driving me crazy. I couldn't take it any longer. I looked down as I pushed my dick inside his mouth as deep as it would go, shooting my cum directly down his throat and into his belly. I felt three, four, five wads of cum shooting out. It was overwhelming – it made my knees buckle. I held on to the top of the partitions on each side for balance, worried I might fall down otherwise. I didn't even give a shit that we were in public; I began to shout "Fuck! FUCK!" loudly as I emptied my nuts down my cocksucking nephew's throat.

    When I was finally done, I pulled my dick out and gave a satisfied smack on Nash's luscious lips. "Shit, that's just what I needed," I told him. "Now let's get out of here. I'm buying you dinner."

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