Where it happened: Men's room at Roadside Rest
I just read “Jerking for a fuck” and it reminded me of my first time.
I had just graduated from high school and my uncle got me a job in the canning plant where he was a foreman. Everyone knew Uncle Robert was gay, but no one talked about it. I didn’t have a car, so he picked me up in the morning and drove me to and from work.
The first day on the drive to work he found out I was still a virgin. He also admitted he was gay. It made me nervous, but he was my uncle so I tried to ignore it. But I kept thinking about it. After a few days of driving to and from work with him, I finally asked him what gay guys did together. He told me in graphic detail. Amazingly, I got hard listening.
A few days later, he asked me if I’d like to drive. I said okay and we switched places. A mile down the road he asked me if I’d like for him to suck me off. I said no, but I really wanted him to do it. He didn’t push and I drove on. On the return trip, he asked me again. I had been thinking about it all day and really wanted him to do it, so I said okay.
He pulled over and we switched places again and he sucked me as I drove. I drove around back roads for a half hour until I finally came. Man oh man, it felt great as he swallowed and sucked me dry. I drove home and thanked him. He said it was his pleasure.
After that he sucked me off every morning on the way to work and every afternoon on the way home. He did this about two weeks before asking if I’d suck him. I couldn’t really refuse after all the blowjobs he gave me, so we fell into a pattern whereby I’d suck him off on the way to work and he’d suck me off on the way home. This went on for about a year.
One morning he told me there would be a strike at the plant, and at noon there was. We all walked off the job and he drove me to a neighboring town and got a motel room. We went in and 69’d for the first time. It was great. Afterwards, he asked me if I wanted to fuck him. Actually, I’d been thinking about this ever since he described what gay guys do, so I said yes. He retrieved the complimentary sample of hair conditioner from the bathroom and rubbed a small amount in and around his asshole. Then he sucked me until I was real hard and rubbed some on my cock. I got behind him and shoved it in. It was better than a blowjob and I came within minutes. He reached back and got a glob of my jism from his asshole and rubbed it on my asshole. He didn’t ask. He just did it. But I really expected it and didn’t protest.
He talked me into relaxing and was real gentle with me, and within minutes I felt that wonderful feeling of hot jism spurting up my rectum. We fucked each other two more times, then it was time for us to go home and we did.
After that, we fucked every day until the strike ended six weeks later. Then we went back to blowjobs on the way to work and home.
I fucked my first girl when I was 24, but she wasn’t nearly as good as my uncle’s asshole. Five years ago I moved in with him. No one in the family mentions our gay relationship, but I know they all privately admit it. It don’t bother me one bit. I don’t really “love” my uncle romantically, but I love the sex we have together and that’s enough.