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Every summer for the past few years I fly up north to help my Uncle Joe on his farm. At first it used to piss me off that I couldn’t hang out with my friends during school vacation, but I’ve learned to really enjoy my time with my father’s brother. The work was hard, but we played hard too, riding his quads or fishing or even just watching sports on TV. He’d even let me have a beer or two now and then. He’d also let me help him work on his old cars and was always quick to show me how to do things. Uncle Joe was a real man’s man and I’d grown to love him a lot.
Understandably, I was very excited when I saw him waiting for me as I stepped out of the baggage claim and into the Connecticut summer air. I waved to him and headed for his old pickup truck. “Hey Uncle Joe”, I greeted him and stuck out my hand.
He shook it firmly with one hand while grabbing my bag with the other. He tossed it into the pickup bed and headed for the driver’s side. The truck was an old square nosed Ford from the seventies that used on the farm and as his daily driver. “Good to see you Tom”, he grinned as he put it into gear and we pulled away from the curb.
We caught up on how the family is doing and about school as he drove through the New England countryside. I always found it to be pretty neat being up in Connecticut as it was so different from my home in Florida. For one, there were hills, which was something that I never see back home, and the trees were different too, and so freaking big. He didn’t live far from the airport, so it didn’t take long before we were pulling into his tobacco farm.
“Looks like a good crop this year”, I complimented as we drove between the long rows of leafy green plants.
“Thanks”, he grinned.
We pulled up to his two hundred-year-old farmhouse and parked the truck. I grabbed my bag from the back and followed my uncle inside. While I put my clothes away Uncle Joe fixed us a quick lunch of some left-over fried chicken and fries. After lunch he took me out to his garage/shop to show off his latest toy. It was a 1969 AMC AMX. It was green and absolutely gorgeous parked next to the old Plymouth Satellite that he’d been restoring the last time I’d been up.
Over the next few days we settled into our familiar routine of working the farm and tinkering with the car. I was having the time of my life. It was at the end of the second week that everything changed. It was a Friday night and as usual we’d sat up playing cards and drinking a few beers, maybe a couple more than normal. After the last hand we said our goodnights and headed upstairs to our respective bedrooms.
I fell asleep almost immediately but having had a few beers I woke up a couple of hours later with a full bladder. I rolled out of bed and silently, not wanting to wake Uncle Joe, walked out into the hall. The single bathroom on the second floor was placed between my room and my uncles. As usual, the bathroom light was on and the door mostly closed, we did it on purpose when I was there to give us some light in the dark hallway. Still mostly asleep I turned into the bathroom and pushed the door open.
The sight that greeted my sleepy eyes woke me up quickly enough though. Uncle Joe was sitting on the toilet rubbing his pussy! It was fairly hairy but very obviously a vagina with thick lips and the biggest clit that I’d ever seen, not that I’d seen another in real life, but I was a teenaged boy with an internet connection. I couldn’t help but stare, frozen in my tracks, as he pulled on his clit as if it were a tiny cock.
It was then that Uncle Joe opened his eyes and immediately saw me standing there watching him masturbate. A look of fear flashed across his bearded face as he had to know that I had seen everything. Our eyes locked onto each other’s and that broke the spell that had held me in place and I hurriedly turned and ran back into the hall and downstairs to the other bathroom.
After emptying my bladder, I waited a few minutes before returning to my room. I lay back in my bed with the images of seeing my uncle masturbating replaying in my mind. To my surprise, I found it strangely erotic and absent-mindedly began to stroke my hardening cock. It didn’t take long before I was filling one of my dirty socks with a huge load of cum. After finishing I was even more confused, I had just jacked off imagining that I’d fucked my uncle, did this mean that I was gay? He does have a pussy though, so maybe it’s not gay after all. It was so hard to wrap my head around.
The next morning things were kind of awkward at breakfast, despite both our efforts to pretend the night before didn’t happen. Finally, after what felt like hours of silently sipping our coffee and nibbling on rapidly cooling bacon and scrambled eggs, Uncle Joe cleared his throat and spoke up. “Tom, we need to talk.” I listened as my very masculine Uncle Joe explained that he wasn’t born my father’s younger brother, but his sister Joanne. He then explained about growing up and always feeling that she should have been a boy and how hard it had been. When she got to college she met another girl like herself and made the decision to begin the transformation from a female to a male.
Looking intently at his face I could barely discern some traces of his former femininity hidden beneath his beard. It was still hard to believe that my uncle had once been my aunt.
He caught my stare and knew what I was doing, “Didn’t you see enough of the female parts of me last night”, he laughed.
Embarrassed, I stuttered that I had seen a lot more than I’d expected, but followed with a joke of my own, “or maybe less.”
That backfired as my uncle responded with, “were you hoping to see my dick?”
“N-n-no”, I replied, stunned by the turn-around, “I just wasn’t expecting you to have a pus… I mean vagina.”
“You can call it a pussy”, he assured me, “I usually do.” He took another sip of his coffee then asked, “So, now that you know my secret, what do you think?”
Not sure what to make of the question, I blurted out, “It looked like a nice pussy.”
Coffee shot from his nose onto the table. Once my uncle stopped coughing he laughed, “That’s not what I meant, but thank you, I guess.” An awkward silence came over us for a few minutes before he asked, “You liked it?”
“Yeah”, I admitted.
Uncle Joe smiled, but then changed the subject. “Okay, let’s wrap up here so we can finish the AMX this morning.”
We finished our breakfast and went to our respective rooms to get dressed for the day. We met out at the garage and got to work. By noon the car was finally ready and we decided to take it for a drive. I was grinning from ear to ear listening to that big American V-8 rumble down the highway. We stopped at a local diner for lunch and then to Jerry’s Bar to show the car off to a couple of my uncles buddies. I’d been to Jerry’s before, it was kind of a dive but the people were friendly and the bartender, Sarah, was nice to talk too, and not too bad to look at either. She was tall and blonde with an ass to die for encased in her tight jean shorts. So while I drank a couple of Cokes Uncle Joe had a few beers and talked with his friends about the AMX and their old muscle cars.
It was a fun afternoon but the best part was when Uncle Joe let me drive home. There’s nothing like the feel and sound of a big American V-8. Sadly, it was only a short ride to the old farmhouse so it was over far too soon. I parked it in the garage next to the Plymouth and reluctantly handed over the keys. Uncle Joe threw a couple of steaks on the grill while I heated up some beans and corn. We ate outside on the back deck each had a couple of beers before moving inside to escape from the mosquitos.
Once inside we each took a quick shower and gathered in the living room. Given that the house was at least 200 years old it had no air conditioning so our usual routine was to watch TV under the ceiling fan in our boxers. That night was no different, except for the knowledge of what Uncle Joe was covering behind the blue striped cotton of his shorts. I couldn’t help but sneak peeks at the crotch of his underwear catching the occasional glimpse of a brown furred lip of his cunt. I was so caught up in the view that I hadn’t even noticed how badly my erection was tenting my own shorts.
Evidently, I wasn’t as sneaky as I thought, and Uncle Joe caught me checking him out. “You might as well get a good look”, he suddenly proclaimed and stood up from his chair. Abruptly he pulled down his shorts and let the fall to the floor. In stunned silence I took in the sight of my naked uncle, course brown hair covered his body from his legs to his chest. It was the body of a man who worked out daily but for the folds of his decidedly female sex.
Without another word, my uncle stepped out of the boxers that had pooled around his ankles and walked towards the couch where I sat. I offered no resistance as he gently pushed me back onto the couch and silently climbed up, straddling my face with his hairy thighs. There it was, his naked pussy was only inches from my face. Not only could I see every detail of it but I could smell it as well, and so far I liked both. I really had no clue what to do at this point until I felt him bend over to lay on top of me. It was weird to feel my uncle fishing my hard dick through the fly of my shorts, but when he licked my prick I knew what to do.
Tentatively, I stuck out my tongue and traced the gash of my uncle’s cunt, tasting a pussy for the first time. It was a little tangy and metallic tasting at first but the more I probed it the better it began to taste. His clit began to emerge from its hood and I gently licked it. It really was like a tiny dick, poking out nearly an inch from the lips of his sex. Getting into it, I sucked his huge clit into my mouth and teased it with the tip of my tongue. As I did I felt him take my aching prick into his mouth and down his throat. As my uncle deep-throated my cock I could feel the coarse hair of his beard on my belly, that was a little strange but his mouth certainly felt good sucking on my shaft.
The more that I sucked and teased his clit, the more my uncle seemed to quiver and moan around my shaft. I could tell that he was about to cum so I picked up the pace of my teasing. He let my dick slide from his mouth as he ground his convulsing pussy against my face when he came. Greedily I lapped up the sweet nectar that flowed from the pussy above me, and there was plenty of it.
As my uncle came down from his orgasmic high he took my dick back into his mouth and sucked it as if possessed. I had been getting close before he came and it wasn’t long before his hot mouth had me right back to the brink. I could feel the cum building in my nuts and grunted out a warning that I was close. He just sucked me harder until finally my hips bucked uncontrollably and I shot my load into his waiting mouth. Incredibly, I could feel it each time he swallowed the cum erupting from my young cock. When the last spurt of my seed slithered down his throat he licked me clean and got up off of me.
“Let’s finish this upstairs”, he suggested.
There was more, I asked myself as I hurriedly got up from the couch. I followed him up the stairs to his bedroom, fully aware of how much he looked like a man from behind, even his ass was hairy. He led me into his room where I had been many times before, just not naked. I watched as he lay down on top of the comforter and spread his legs exposing his wet gash.
It was clear what he wanted, so I climbed up on the bed and knelt between his hairy thighs. It wasn’t lost to me that I was about to lose my virginity with my uncle, but I didn’t care at that point. All that mattered was the opened pussy before me and without any reservation I grabbed my dick and aimed it at his wet opening. I had fantasized about this moment for as long as I’d been aware of the opposite sex but none of those fantasies had prepared me for the sensation of pushing my cock into the hot slick sheath of a pussy for the first time. The slick velvety walls of my uncle’s tight cunt gripped my shaft as I pushed in to the hilt.
“Oh fuck”, Uncle Joe sighed as I bottomed out in his hairy snatch.
Slowly I began to work my hard shaft in and out of his tight cunt. It was strange looking down at his bearded face as I fucked him but by now I was lost in the feeling of the clinging walls of his cunt and I didn’t care. As I plowed my cock into his hairy cunt I reached down between us and rubbed his large clit with my thumb as I’d seen in various porn videos. It didn’t take long to make him cum again as soon he was writhing on the bed below me in orgasmic bliss. As he came I could feel the heat of his cunt getting hotter on my shaft and it drove me to the edge of cumming myself.
Uncle Joe must have sensed how close I was and urged me to cum inside him. Hearing him practically begging me to fill his cunt proved to be the last straw. I felt my sack draw tight and buried my rod to the hilt in his spasming cunt. I’d never cum so hard in my young life. My sweat soaked body shook as rope after rope of my seed shot into him. Finally, there was no more cum to give and reluctantly I pulled my dick from his sloppy cunt. I watched as a glob of my jizz oozed from his well fucked hole and slid down his ass before collapsing on the bed beside him.
I woke the next morning with my normal morning wood pressed between the hairy cheeks of my uncle’s ass. Sleepily he asked if we were alright after the previous night’s debauchery. I answered by reaching down between his thighs and rubbing his clit before guiding my hard cock into his already wet cunt. We fucked two more times before finally climbing out of his bed to start our day.
Understandably, I was very excited when I saw him waiting for me as I stepped out of the baggage claim and into the Connecticut summer air. I waved to him and headed for his old pickup truck. “Hey Uncle Joe”, I greeted him and stuck out my hand.
He shook it firmly with one hand while grabbing my bag with the other. He tossed it into the pickup bed and headed for the driver’s side. The truck was an old square nosed Ford from the seventies that used on the farm and as his daily driver. “Good to see you Tom”, he grinned as he put it into gear and we pulled away from the curb.
We caught up on how the family is doing and about school as he drove through the New England countryside. I always found it to be pretty neat being up in Connecticut as it was so different from my home in Florida. For one, there were hills, which was something that I never see back home, and the trees were different too, and so freaking big. He didn’t live far from the airport, so it didn’t take long before we were pulling into his tobacco farm.
“Looks like a good crop this year”, I complimented as we drove between the long rows of leafy green plants.
“Thanks”, he grinned.
We pulled up to his two hundred-year-old farmhouse and parked the truck. I grabbed my bag from the back and followed my uncle inside. While I put my clothes away Uncle Joe fixed us a quick lunch of some left-over fried chicken and fries. After lunch he took me out to his garage/shop to show off his latest toy. It was a 1969 AMC AMX. It was green and absolutely gorgeous parked next to the old Plymouth Satellite that he’d been restoring the last time I’d been up.
Over the next few days we settled into our familiar routine of working the farm and tinkering with the car. I was having the time of my life. It was at the end of the second week that everything changed. It was a Friday night and as usual we’d sat up playing cards and drinking a few beers, maybe a couple more than normal. After the last hand we said our goodnights and headed upstairs to our respective bedrooms.
I fell asleep almost immediately but having had a few beers I woke up a couple of hours later with a full bladder. I rolled out of bed and silently, not wanting to wake Uncle Joe, walked out into the hall. The single bathroom on the second floor was placed between my room and my uncles. As usual, the bathroom light was on and the door mostly closed, we did it on purpose when I was there to give us some light in the dark hallway. Still mostly asleep I turned into the bathroom and pushed the door open.
The sight that greeted my sleepy eyes woke me up quickly enough though. Uncle Joe was sitting on the toilet rubbing his pussy! It was fairly hairy but very obviously a vagina with thick lips and the biggest clit that I’d ever seen, not that I’d seen another in real life, but I was a teenaged boy with an internet connection. I couldn’t help but stare, frozen in my tracks, as he pulled on his clit as if it were a tiny cock.
It was then that Uncle Joe opened his eyes and immediately saw me standing there watching him masturbate. A look of fear flashed across his bearded face as he had to know that I had seen everything. Our eyes locked onto each other’s and that broke the spell that had held me in place and I hurriedly turned and ran back into the hall and downstairs to the other bathroom.
After emptying my bladder, I waited a few minutes before returning to my room. I lay back in my bed with the images of seeing my uncle masturbating replaying in my mind. To my surprise, I found it strangely erotic and absent-mindedly began to stroke my hardening cock. It didn’t take long before I was filling one of my dirty socks with a huge load of cum. After finishing I was even more confused, I had just jacked off imagining that I’d fucked my uncle, did this mean that I was gay? He does have a pussy though, so maybe it’s not gay after all. It was so hard to wrap my head around.
The next morning things were kind of awkward at breakfast, despite both our efforts to pretend the night before didn’t happen. Finally, after what felt like hours of silently sipping our coffee and nibbling on rapidly cooling bacon and scrambled eggs, Uncle Joe cleared his throat and spoke up. “Tom, we need to talk.” I listened as my very masculine Uncle Joe explained that he wasn’t born my father’s younger brother, but his sister Joanne. He then explained about growing up and always feeling that she should have been a boy and how hard it had been. When she got to college she met another girl like herself and made the decision to begin the transformation from a female to a male.
Looking intently at his face I could barely discern some traces of his former femininity hidden beneath his beard. It was still hard to believe that my uncle had once been my aunt.
He caught my stare and knew what I was doing, “Didn’t you see enough of the female parts of me last night”, he laughed.
Embarrassed, I stuttered that I had seen a lot more than I’d expected, but followed with a joke of my own, “or maybe less.”
That backfired as my uncle responded with, “were you hoping to see my dick?”
“N-n-no”, I replied, stunned by the turn-around, “I just wasn’t expecting you to have a pus… I mean vagina.”
“You can call it a pussy”, he assured me, “I usually do.” He took another sip of his coffee then asked, “So, now that you know my secret, what do you think?”
Not sure what to make of the question, I blurted out, “It looked like a nice pussy.”
Coffee shot from his nose onto the table. Once my uncle stopped coughing he laughed, “That’s not what I meant, but thank you, I guess.” An awkward silence came over us for a few minutes before he asked, “You liked it?”
“Yeah”, I admitted.
Uncle Joe smiled, but then changed the subject. “Okay, let’s wrap up here so we can finish the AMX this morning.”
We finished our breakfast and went to our respective rooms to get dressed for the day. We met out at the garage and got to work. By noon the car was finally ready and we decided to take it for a drive. I was grinning from ear to ear listening to that big American V-8 rumble down the highway. We stopped at a local diner for lunch and then to Jerry’s Bar to show the car off to a couple of my uncles buddies. I’d been to Jerry’s before, it was kind of a dive but the people were friendly and the bartender, Sarah, was nice to talk too, and not too bad to look at either. She was tall and blonde with an ass to die for encased in her tight jean shorts. So while I drank a couple of Cokes Uncle Joe had a few beers and talked with his friends about the AMX and their old muscle cars.
It was a fun afternoon but the best part was when Uncle Joe let me drive home. There’s nothing like the feel and sound of a big American V-8. Sadly, it was only a short ride to the old farmhouse so it was over far too soon. I parked it in the garage next to the Plymouth and reluctantly handed over the keys. Uncle Joe threw a couple of steaks on the grill while I heated up some beans and corn. We ate outside on the back deck each had a couple of beers before moving inside to escape from the mosquitos.
Once inside we each took a quick shower and gathered in the living room. Given that the house was at least 200 years old it had no air conditioning so our usual routine was to watch TV under the ceiling fan in our boxers. That night was no different, except for the knowledge of what Uncle Joe was covering behind the blue striped cotton of his shorts. I couldn’t help but sneak peeks at the crotch of his underwear catching the occasional glimpse of a brown furred lip of his cunt. I was so caught up in the view that I hadn’t even noticed how badly my erection was tenting my own shorts.
Evidently, I wasn’t as sneaky as I thought, and Uncle Joe caught me checking him out. “You might as well get a good look”, he suddenly proclaimed and stood up from his chair. Abruptly he pulled down his shorts and let the fall to the floor. In stunned silence I took in the sight of my naked uncle, course brown hair covered his body from his legs to his chest. It was the body of a man who worked out daily but for the folds of his decidedly female sex.
Without another word, my uncle stepped out of the boxers that had pooled around his ankles and walked towards the couch where I sat. I offered no resistance as he gently pushed me back onto the couch and silently climbed up, straddling my face with his hairy thighs. There it was, his naked pussy was only inches from my face. Not only could I see every detail of it but I could smell it as well, and so far I liked both. I really had no clue what to do at this point until I felt him bend over to lay on top of me. It was weird to feel my uncle fishing my hard dick through the fly of my shorts, but when he licked my prick I knew what to do.
Tentatively, I stuck out my tongue and traced the gash of my uncle’s cunt, tasting a pussy for the first time. It was a little tangy and metallic tasting at first but the more I probed it the better it began to taste. His clit began to emerge from its hood and I gently licked it. It really was like a tiny dick, poking out nearly an inch from the lips of his sex. Getting into it, I sucked his huge clit into my mouth and teased it with the tip of my tongue. As I did I felt him take my aching prick into his mouth and down his throat. As my uncle deep-throated my cock I could feel the coarse hair of his beard on my belly, that was a little strange but his mouth certainly felt good sucking on my shaft.
The more that I sucked and teased his clit, the more my uncle seemed to quiver and moan around my shaft. I could tell that he was about to cum so I picked up the pace of my teasing. He let my dick slide from his mouth as he ground his convulsing pussy against my face when he came. Greedily I lapped up the sweet nectar that flowed from the pussy above me, and there was plenty of it.
As my uncle came down from his orgasmic high he took my dick back into his mouth and sucked it as if possessed. I had been getting close before he came and it wasn’t long before his hot mouth had me right back to the brink. I could feel the cum building in my nuts and grunted out a warning that I was close. He just sucked me harder until finally my hips bucked uncontrollably and I shot my load into his waiting mouth. Incredibly, I could feel it each time he swallowed the cum erupting from my young cock. When the last spurt of my seed slithered down his throat he licked me clean and got up off of me.
“Let’s finish this upstairs”, he suggested.
There was more, I asked myself as I hurriedly got up from the couch. I followed him up the stairs to his bedroom, fully aware of how much he looked like a man from behind, even his ass was hairy. He led me into his room where I had been many times before, just not naked. I watched as he lay down on top of the comforter and spread his legs exposing his wet gash.
It was clear what he wanted, so I climbed up on the bed and knelt between his hairy thighs. It wasn’t lost to me that I was about to lose my virginity with my uncle, but I didn’t care at that point. All that mattered was the opened pussy before me and without any reservation I grabbed my dick and aimed it at his wet opening. I had fantasized about this moment for as long as I’d been aware of the opposite sex but none of those fantasies had prepared me for the sensation of pushing my cock into the hot slick sheath of a pussy for the first time. The slick velvety walls of my uncle’s tight cunt gripped my shaft as I pushed in to the hilt.
“Oh fuck”, Uncle Joe sighed as I bottomed out in his hairy snatch.
Slowly I began to work my hard shaft in and out of his tight cunt. It was strange looking down at his bearded face as I fucked him but by now I was lost in the feeling of the clinging walls of his cunt and I didn’t care. As I plowed my cock into his hairy cunt I reached down between us and rubbed his large clit with my thumb as I’d seen in various porn videos. It didn’t take long to make him cum again as soon he was writhing on the bed below me in orgasmic bliss. As he came I could feel the heat of his cunt getting hotter on my shaft and it drove me to the edge of cumming myself.
Uncle Joe must have sensed how close I was and urged me to cum inside him. Hearing him practically begging me to fill his cunt proved to be the last straw. I felt my sack draw tight and buried my rod to the hilt in his spasming cunt. I’d never cum so hard in my young life. My sweat soaked body shook as rope after rope of my seed shot into him. Finally, there was no more cum to give and reluctantly I pulled my dick from his sloppy cunt. I watched as a glob of my jizz oozed from his well fucked hole and slid down his ass before collapsing on the bed beside him.
I woke the next morning with my normal morning wood pressed between the hairy cheeks of my uncle’s ass. Sleepily he asked if we were alright after the previous night’s debauchery. I answered by reaching down between his thighs and rubbing his clit before guiding my hard cock into his already wet cunt. We fucked two more times before finally climbing out of his bed to start our day.
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