It didn't take me long to realise that I was going to have much more fun sharing a room with Uncle Tommy than I would have had with my Dad. To put it bluntly he was just so much fitter. You could tell he looked after himself and as he is a joiner my trade he has a gorgeously toned body with muscular arms. In his younger days he probably had a six pack and rock hard pecs and there were still hints of these behind a fairly hairy chest. He stood easily 6 foot and had short dark hair. Although my father was similar in almost every way Tommy just had something about him that made him preferable as a roommate. He was more fun I suppose. Plus, it didn't feel as wrong eyeing up Uncle Tommy. I didn't feel like such a pervert that first night as I watched him sl**p in just his underwear, occasionally shifting allowing me to get a good look at his whole body. I longed to reach over and touch him, grope him even, take his cock out and see how he compared to my dad's but I couldn't find the courage. After he caught me playing with my dad's underwear I just couldn't take the risk. I didn't want things to be weird between us and I thought if he caught be trying to slip his hipsters off as he slept he would feel less comfortable getting or being undressed around me and I definitely didn't want that.

As it happens I didn't have long to wait to get a good look at his package. I awoke the next morning to the sound of the shower and decided I would pretend to be asl**p until he came out in the hope that he would be naked. 10 minutes passed and the anticipation of seeing him in all his glory had given me a throbbing hard on that I couldn't even touch in case he emerged from the bathroom. A few minutes later he did just that, with a towel around his waist. I spied him with 1 half open eye as he came and stood between the twin beds, just in front of his bedside locker, and dropped the towel. Seconds later I 'woke up' just as he was getting fresh underwear from the top drawer. And there he was, burly and naked, just inches away really. His penis was glorious. He matched my Dad for length at 5 inches easily but was noticeably thicker and somehow seemed more defined. His ball sack hung fairy low and his bollocks each looked like a mouthful at least. As he pulled his underwear up his firm thighs my eyes were drawn to the bush of dark wiry hair that adorned his impressive manhood. My heart was racing and my nob softening but he hadn't even noticed that I was awake never mind practically staring at him as he sat on the side of his bed and pulled his socks on.

In the end I got up and he didn’t pass much notice. We just made general conversation about the weather and what we were doing that day (playing golf mostly) before he told me to get ready because we were meeting Dad for breakfast and heading straight out on the course. I was glad he was acting as if nothing had happened and slightly surprised that he was being so cool with it. Maybe it wasn’t that weird after all, I thought. The next couple of days went by much the same with me relishing every chance to see Uncle Tommy in the buff. I’d never been so grateful for hot weather meaning we both had to shower sometimes 3 times a day to keep fresh and cool. I found that Tommy was quite comfortable being nude around me and I him. He would often walk around in just his underwear and I quickly followed his example. He always left the door open when he took a leak and sometimes when he showered. One time he even came in to use the toilet while I was in the bath because ‘he couldn’t wait any longer’. I was grateful he was only pissing because any longer and he would surely have noticed my growing erection. Out of the corner of my eye I watched him shake and milk his cock of the last drops of piss. It might have been my imagination but it seemed to grow in size as he tucked it back in his shorts. It was all I could do to not cum there and then and after he left I gave myself a few quick tugs and squirted all over my smooth chest.

On the fourth day of our holiday I finally got a chance to get my hands on Uncle Tommy. We returned from a day at the beach and after he had showered lay down on his stomach on the bed, wearing just a towel, and asked me to apply some after sun. His back wasn’t hairy at all and I took my time rubbing the lotion into his browning skin and my pulses raced as my fingers spread across his lower back just centimetres from his arse crack. I took the opportunity to sneak a peek at his plum sized testicles before showering myself. Afterwards he returned the favour and if I hadn’t of emptied my ball bag minutes before in the shower he’d have left me lying in a sticky puddle of my own spunk.

The next day I woke up and Uncle Tommy wasn’t in the room. By the time he came back I was stood at the sink in just my underwear, brushing my teeth. ‘Alright Lee, I’ve got something for you’, he said, smiling and holding up a pair of boxers. I didn’t know what to do. In the end I just stared at them and him. ‘They’re your dad’s… we were down in the gym just now and I grabbed them just as he was headed for the showers. Thought you might like them’ he said throwing them towards me with a wink. ‘Jesus’ I thought, ‘this is fucking weird’. Was my Uncle really encouraging me to wank myself off whilst sniffing my dad’s worn underwear? I mean, I knew he was cool with it but this was unreal. All I could think to say was a rather sheepish ‘thanks’. ‘No problem, mate’, he replied ‘the way I see it you’re better off experimenting with kinky stuff while you can or before you know it you’re pushing 40 having missionary sex once a fortnight with the lights off’. I couldn’t believe he was talking so candidly and I nervously laughed and nodded with a shaky ‘yeah’ in agreement. I could sense nerves creeping into his voice and his next words nearly floored me. ‘You could… experiment with me… if you like’. Gone was the smile from his face and I knew, as he looked at me anticipating my response, that he was serious. I couldn’t believe it. My mind spun with all the horny fantasies and wanks I’d had about him. This was quite literally a dream come true. ‘Yeah’, I eventually said, ‘I would like that Uncle Tommy’. He almost jumped in excitement. ‘Great!’ he said, speaking quickly now, ‘that’s great Lee. We can do whatever you want and… erm… at your pace and everything and yeah…great’. ‘Sounds good.’ I said nervously waiting for him to take control of the situation.

He stepped closer to me and took my dad’s boxers from my hands and held them and sniffed them. ‘I can see how this turns you on’, he said, ‘just think. Not long ago your dad’s cock and balls were swinging about in here. And now he’s down in the changing room showers, with all the other men, naked and soaping themselves up…’ He held them towards me and I inhaled deeply. The same scent I got for the first time just a few days ago wafted up my nostrils. Real man sweat mingled with piss and maybe, I thought, maybe even cum. My dick was rock hard by now as Uncle Tommy moved behind me, holding the dirty boxers to my face with his left hand and moving his right hand around my chest and stomach. His hands were rough as he teased my nipples with his thumb and forefinger. I could feel a patch of pre cum forming in my own boxers as Tommy’s fingers slipped beyond the waistband and gently grabbed the shaft of my penis. His grasped hand was almost the entire length of my 5 ½ inch stiffy as he slowly stroked me and his breathing grew heavier. He rubbed his finger over the slippery tip of my nob, took his hand out and brought it towards my mouth. ‘Have you ever tasted your own cum Lee?’ he asked, and without waiting for a reply brushed his finger along my lips. My mouth parted as he slipped his finger in and I tasted my pre cum, and yes, for the first time. It’s sweetness and the ecstasy of the moment made me say ‘mmm’ as Uncle Tommy reached down for more, this time bringing his finger to his own mouth. ’Tastes good’, he said, smiling in agreement. He threw Dad’s boxers to the floor and sat on the edge of the bath, removing his trainers. ‘Why don’t you give mine a sniff now? See how they compare’. I turned round and knelt down before him as he slipped his shorts off and kicked them away. My cock was aching to be touched but it would have to wait. Uncle Tommy’s bulge needed my full attention now. I inched towards him, trying not to salivate. He was wearing white y fronts and they were quite damp from his morning workout. I aimed my nose towards his crotch just at the top of his thigh close to his balls, bulging against the tight material. He placed his hand on my shoulder, steadying himself and me. ‘Oh yeah that’s it. Smell that. Nice and sweaty for you…ahhhh….good lad.’ He was really getting into it and I was glad he picked me to experiment with. He stood up quickly and pulled his briefs down around his ankles and socks. ‘Come on’, he said sitting back down ‘Get that dirty nose of yours back in here’. This time I buried my face in his bush, allowing my lips and tongue to make contact with the base of his stiffening cock. ‘Oh, fuck yeah’, he sighed in hushed tones. I was growing more confident now and was almost relieved I was pleasing him, doing a good job. His hands were behind his head now and I worked my way up his torso, the manly scent washing over me. I stopped at his nipples licking them briefly before shoving my face in his hairy armpit and, once more, inhaled deeply. I was in heaven. This was the strongest, sweatiest, dirtiest stink yet and I don’t think my cocks ever been stiffer. Tommy must have been a mind reader as he reached into the fly of my boxers and pulled out my dick and tight ball sack. It only took a few strokes before I was shooting my boy juice all over his stomach and chest. It matted in the hair and I gasped, several times, as Uncle Tommy expertly squeezed the last few drops out. He rubbed his fingers across his stomach and brought them to my mouth. Having had a teaser taste I was keen to try more. I licked one of his fingers before he pushed 3 of them through my lips and I found myself sucking on his fingers. With his other hand he rubbed his chest and brought any remaining cum to his own mouth, smearing it across his lips and licking them. He removed his fingers from my mouth and put his hand on the back of my head, pushing me back into his arm pit. I couldn’t help myself from licking and kissing and sucking this time and it must have turned him on because the next thing I heard was his balls slapping against the edge of the bath tub as he fervently jerked his meat. I was impressed at the sight of his flaccid cock but, now fully erect; it was a thing to behold. I had to get a better look so I returned to my starting position and started sniffing his nuts as they bounced in front of me, my hands on his thighs. I gazed in wonderment at the cock in front of me. It was at least 8 ½ inches and seemed to throb with a pulse of its own. Uncle Tommy’s hand moved quickly and smoothly up and down the shaft and pre cum slid down the side making it look slick and, almost delicious. His breathing quickened as he started muttering, almost to himself; ‘Oh yeah, that’s it, go on you dirty wee fucker. Sniff my nuts, go on, yeah good lad, good lad ….yeah…go on… fucking …sweaty cum filled bollocks…’ I pulled back and rubbed my hands up and down his thighs eagerly waiting for the torrent of spunk I was fully expecting. I wasn’t disappointed. With one or two more firm strokes Uncle Tommy was shooting his load all over the bathroom floor. He leaned forward and grunted loudly as spurt after spurt was flung from his bell end. Once he’d emptied his ball bag he leaned back again, breathless and satisfied. As his cock was relaxing I reached forward and with my thumb and forefinger milked the last drops of cum from his helmet and brought my finger to my lips. Uncle Tommy’s cum was thicker than mine and tasted stronger as I sucked my finger clean.

‘Enjoy that?’ he asked, standing up now, composing himself. ‘Yeah’, I said ‘that was good.’ ‘Good lad he replied with a smile, ‘that was the horniest time I’ve had for a long time’ he continued, wiping up his cum from the floor with my dad’s boxers and tossing them aside. ‘I wonder will he miss them’, I asked, relaxing now. I was sure it was going to be awkward but Tommy was acting as if we’d just done the most normal thing in the world. ‘Nah I wouldn’t have thought so. I’ll sneak them back the next chance I get. We don’t want him finding them in our room soaked in cum now do we,’ he laughed. ‘Now, come on, we need to get going. He’s expecting us for breakfast any minute now and I still need to shower’. ‘I could do with another shower myself after that’, I found myself saying. ‘Well,’ he said stepping into the bath and turning on the water, ‘You’d better hop in with me. We don’t have time for separate showers, and besides, it’ll help us get more comfortable with each other’s naked bodies’. He’d barely finished the sentence and I was behind him in the tub. ‘Jesus!’ he laughed, ’you don’t need much persuasion do you. You horny little bugger’. As he drew the curtain I laughed, partly at Uncle Tommy’s teasing but mostly because I still had over a week sharing a hotel room with this gorgeous man.

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