TYLER:
   I couldn't believe it: I was staring at my near-naked uncle, wearing only a pair of shorts that were pulled down to reveal a hefty set of nuts and a throbbing boner.

    "I know I'm your uncle and all, but you've been staring at my junk all night. Would you like to suck my dick?" Uncle Dixon asked, his dick pulsing invitingly in my direction.

    My jaw dropped. I was speechless. I could only imagine what that thick cock would taste like in my mouth. But was I really ready to do this? With Uncle Dixon, of all people?! God, he looked so hot, though. My foot seemed to move on its own, taking a single step closer to my uncle. And then…

    "Tyler? Dixon? Are you guys upstairs?!" Dad's voice came booming from downstairs. 

    "We're in the bedroom," Uncle Dixon shouted, quickly pulling his shorts up and sitting down on the bed. He picked up a duffle bag that was on the floor and placed it on his lap, hiding his erection. Then, he pointed between my legs and quietly said, "You might wanna do something about that."

    I looked down and realized that I was pitching a major tent in my own shorts. Shit! When did that even happen?! I was so focused on Uncle Dixon's cock that I wasn't even paying attention to my own. While my father's footsteps walked up the stairs, getting nearer and nearer, I picked up a small pile of clothes and sat on a chair, putting the clothes on my lap to cover up my boner.

    "How's everything going? What're you guys up to?" Dad asked as he strolled into the room, unaware that he had just interrupted a potential blowjob between his brother and his son.

    "Just unpacking my stuff," Uncle Dixon said calmly.

    Dad looked around the room suspiciously, sensing that something was off. He looked at my shirtless uncle, then at me. "No, you guys are up to something," Dad deducted. "And I know just what it is."

    "W-What?" I asked nervously.

    "You've been drinking," he said to me, pointing at the beer can that I'd left on the floor.

    "He had a few sips of beer, Clark. No need to call the cops," my uncle said defensively.

    "Yes, Dad, check the can. It's almost completely full," I chimed in. "We've just been working since I've been here. We hardly took a break."

    Thankfully, my father shrugged and decided to drop the topic. He himself had shared beer or wine with me in the past, and I guess he didn't want to argue on Uncle Dixon's first day here.

    "There's still some furniture that needs assembling down in the living room," Dad said. "Tyler, you wanna help me with that?"

    "Sure. But I... uh, need to use the bathroom first," I said. "I'll meet you there."

    My father turned around and walked out of the room, leaving my uncle and me alone in awkward silence.

    "That was close," Dixon chuckled after a while, moving the duffle bag off his lap. It looked like his erection was gone, even though mine was still raging.

    "Uh, I'll be right out," I said, heading into the en-suite bathroom.

    The room was still a bit steamy from my uncle's shower as I closed and locked the door behind me. I closed my eyes, picturing Uncle Dixon's boner in front of me. Even though I'd seen it only a couple of minutes ago, it already felt like some sort of fantasy. No – this was the last thing I should be thinking about! My father was waiting for me in the living room, and I needed to get rid of my boner so I could go down and help him.

    I washed my face with cold water, and I took deep breaths, doing my best to fight my horniness. After a couple of minutes, my erection was gone so I went to assemble some furniture with Dad. While we worked, I thought to ask him, "Dad, were you and Uncle Dixon close growing up?"

    "Not really," Dad replied. "We had different friends, different hobbies."

    "What about as grownups?" 

    "Again, not too close. I was away in Boston for college. But I did live with your uncle for a few months after I graduated. We rented a small apartment together to save money before I married your mom. That was our chance to reconnect and bond as brothers. It was nice, even if it felt like we lived on top of each other."

    "Wow, I never knew that you two lived together," I said.

    "Yeah. Your uncle's a good person, Tyler. He just loves getting into trouble."

    "Hahaha, yeah, you can definitely say that," I agreed, once again visualizing my uncle's hard dick in my mind. He offered to let me suck him off, and now I couldn't help but wonder: if my dad hadn't interrupted… would I have said yes?

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    The following day, Uncle Dixon came over to our house for dinner. After eating, while my parents were tidying up the kitchen, Uncle Dixon leaned closer to me and whispered, "Think we can go upstairs for a quick chat?"

    "Sure," I said. A split second later, my uncle was already headed up the stairs and I followed, staring at his beefy ass with every step. We went into my room, and I closed the door behind us. Uncle Dixon sat in my desk chair and pointed at the bed, silently instructing me to take a seat.

    "Are we cool?" he asked. "After what happened yesterday, I mean. I'm sorry if my behavior was… inappropriate."

    "No, it's okay. We're cool. I probably would've, uh... taken you up on your offer, if my dad didn't walk in on us," I confessed, my cheeks starting to burn.

    My uncle's mood visibly lightened, and a devilish grin spread across his face.

    "The offer's still on the table if you want it," he said, leaning back in the chair and spreading his legs wider. "Does that door lock?"

    I hesitated yesterday, but I wasn't going to make that same mistake today. My eyes lit up and I jumped off the bed, immediately locking the door. When I turned back around, Uncle Dixon was already lying on my bed. He had kicked off his flip flops and pulled down his shorts, which lay discarded on the floor next to my backpack. Once again, he was going commando, so there was no underwear.

    I licked my lips as I took in the sight of him naked from the waist down. His thighs and his calves, furry and muscular, seemed to tense and relax. His leg hair started to thin near his ankles with a small dusting on the tops of his feet. His toes were surprisingly neat for a man who had probably never had a pedicure in his life. The soles of his feet were perfectly smooth and clean. When my eyes made their way back up to his crotch, his flaccid cock was starting to slowly inflate.

    "Not to rush, but we probably don't have much time," Uncle Dixon noted, breaking my trance.

    "How... How do I do this?" I mumbled, embarrassed by my own inexperience.

    "That's alright, you'll learn. Now's as good a time as any, eh?" my uncle reassured me. "Think about it like having a popsicle. A warm popsicle. Only… saltier."

    His explanation didn't make much sense, but his calm tone was reassuring. I climbed onto the bed and crawled between my uncle's hairy legs. As I inched closer to his groin, I could smell the musk coming from his taint and balls. I took a deep breath and found it intoxicating. This was what a man smelled like. Fuck.

    "Start with just your tongue, if you're nervous," Uncle Dixon suggested.

    I was now inches away from my uncle's junk. My heart was racing, about to burst out of my chest. I was about to suck a dick for the first time in my life, and it belonged to my dad's brother! I stuck my tongue out and started dragging the tip up my uncle's semi-hard shaft. The smell was even stronger now – much stronger! When I reached his cockhead, I took it inside my mouth. With that first taste, I was instantly hooked! I sucked on the tip of his dick like a popsicle, just like he told me to, feeling his shaft grow fully hard with every passing second.

    "Mmm, that's it, good start," Uncle Dixon moaned, his hands running through my hair. "Try a bit more."

    I popped my head up for a second and took a deep breath, before taking my uncle's dick into my mouth again. This time, I went past the tip and let a few more inches slip into my mouth. He was so thick I thought my jaw was going to unhinge if his dick was any bigger. My own cock was now rock-hard in my shorts, leaking a large load of precum that soiled my underwear. 

    "Mmm, fuck Tyler, that feels amazing," Uncle Dixon moaned encouragingly, reassuring me I was doing a good job. But then, just as I was growing confident in my performance, he squirmed in pain. "Ouch! Put your lips over your teeth, buddy. You're not used to having your mouth this full."

    I instantly pulled off, worried I'd done something wrong. I looked up at Uncle Dixon, and he just smiled at me. His hand came to the back of my head again and he pushed down gently, coaxing me back onto his dick. As his shaft glided past my lips, which were now guarding my teeth, I found it was easier the more wet with precum his dick was becoming. I even managed to get about halfway down his length before my gag reflex kicked in.

    "Don't worry about that, it'll get easier with practice," he said, noting my worry.

    "Will you let me practice more? W-With you?" I stuttered after catching my breath.

    "You got it, boy. I could use an eager mouth like yours," my uncle growled, again pushing my head down onto his dick.

    This time I felt more prepared for it. I didn't try to take more than I could manage. Instead, I worked what I could while using my hand to jerk the lower part of his shaft. Uncle Dixon kept his hand on the back of my head, moaning softly as I put in my best effort at my very first blowjob.

    At one point, my parents' voices became louder downstairs. I couldn't believe I was doing this with them in the house! Uncle Dixon must've heard them too, as his other hand came to the back of my head and he started thrusting forcefully back-and-forth in my mouth. He forced his way down my throat, but I managed to keep my mouth open and accept his dick fucking my face. It was aggressive, but I realized I liked it. My boner was throbbing in my shorts, rubbing against the mattress and getting dangerously close to cumming.

    My uncle's movements stopped suddenly and I felt a hot liquid splattering the back of my throat. I felt it on my tongue, too, immediately recognizing it as my uncle's jizz. It was salty and bitter, and it tasted different than my own. I swallowed as much as I could, though I let some of it dribble past my lips. At the same time, I began to blow a load in my boxer briefs. It felt so good that I would've been hollering at the top of my lungs were it not for the thick cock filling up my mouth.

    When Uncle Dixon's orgasm finally subsided, I looked up at him. He had that mischievous smile again, coupled with a look of pride. He used a finger to wipe the cum off my chin, bringing it to his own mouth before patting me softly on the cheek.

    "You did good, kid," he complimented me.

    "Thanks," I said, as I got up to take off my cum-covered shorts and underwear. When he saw my bare ass, Uncle Dixon gave it a smack. I smiled at him, realizing I was naked in front of him for the first time that I could remember. I could still taste his sperm in my mouth as I asked, "Let's do this again, soon. Promise?"

    "I promise," my uncle smiled, reaching for my still-hard cock and giving it a couple of playful strokes. Then, once again, he brought his fingers to his mouth and he licked the cum off.