From the back seat of his mother’s sedan, Luke watched the endless line of evergreen trees pass by. The scenery was pretty, at least. Though it did very little to lift the boy’s enthusiasm. Despite his best efforts to convince her, Luke’s mother wasn’t going to give in. She was insistent that he needed a father figure in his life again. It had been a whole three years since his real father walked out on them, after all.
“Okay, we’re only about fifteen minutes from your uncle’s, I think,” Luke’s mother looked at him through the rearview mirror. He continued to sulk and look out the window silently as the forest grew thicker.
“Your uncle will be happy to see you,” she consoled for the umpteenth time. “You’ll have a lot more fun with him than sitting around while I’m busy with my new job all summer.”
“Yeah, I guess…” Luke clearly wasn’t convinced. Spending the summer playing in his room or with his neighborhood friends with minimal supervision sounded pretty fun to him. But his mother insisted on driving him five hours north to spend the summer with his uncle. She promised he’d have fun hunting in the wilderness and exploring the outdoors.
Luke had only been to his uncles house a few times since he usually came down to visit them on holidays, instead. He was a few years older than Like’s mother and lived alone in a small town up north called, Boysenberry. He only worked part of the year as a seasonal logger, which gave him plenty of free time. The rest of the year, he usually did odd jobs, serving as the town’s resident handy-man. This summer in particular, the man would be looking after his nephew.
As the sedan approached the small town, houses started to accompany the trees that Luke could see through the car window. It was a vaguely familiar site for Luke as he thought back to the first few times they’d been up there. He had always enjoyed visiting his somewhat eccentric uncle. But it wasn’t how he wanted to spend an entire summer, for sure.
The sedan turned down a small, poorly paved street that Luke immediately recognized. And then, hidden away behind a thick patch of trees, was his uncle’s house.
It wasn’t large by any means, but the man had gradually added onto it over the years he’d lived there. It had a porch that wrapped around the front and a shed out back for his hunting and camping supplies. An old Ford truck was parked out front and Luke could see a man waving as he stepped out the front door. His uncle had apparently seen them coming.
“Here we are,” Luke’s mother put the car in park.
He may not have been excited to spend the summer away from his friends, but Luke was happy to see his uncle. The nine year old opened the car door and immediately ran to give him a hug.
“Hey buddy,” the man said, patting him on the back.
“Hi, Uncle Rob,” Luke answered.
“It’s good to see you both,” Rob motioned to Luke’s mother, too. “You made it just in time. Lunch is just about ready.”
“Good, I’m starved,” Luke’s mother replied. “I can’t stay long, though. I have to make it back for my meeting tomorrow morning, so I need a good nights rest.”
“Yeah, it’s a shame you aren’t able to stay the night,” Rob ushered his guests inside.
“I know, but I’ll be back up here a few times this summer I’m sure,” she replied.
“I just hope you’re okay driving round trip like this, it makes for a long day.”
“I’ll be alright, if you can make me some coffee before I leave, I would really appreciate it, though.”
“You betcha,” Rob walked into the kitchen. “You two have a seat in the living room and I’ll be done with lunch in just a minute. We’re having elk burgers. Just shot ‘em last week. A whopping 900 pounder.”
“Sounds delicious,” Luke’s mother called as the two of them settled in. Rob’s house was cozy and the furniture had a rustic look, clearly from some local thrift shop or antique store. Much of it looked handmade. A deer head hung on the wall, complemented by a number of cheap decorations. The place had no evidence of a woman’s touch. Despite this, there was still a sense of refinement. Indeed, Rob took pride in his space, even if he lacked attention to the fine details.
Rob emerged from the kitchen a few minutes later, serving up his elk burgers and the three of them ate together at Rob’s rarely used dining table. Luke let the adults catch up, remaining mostly silent as they ate.
His mother stayed for another hour, helping Luke unpack and settle into his room. It was one of two upstairs rooms across from the master bedroom where his uncle slept.
“You listen to your uncle and do whatever he tells you, okay?” Luke’s mother knelt down to bid her son goodbye.
“I don’t want to spend the whole summer up here,” Luke make his last ditch effort to convince his mother. “I just want to play with my friends and be at home.”
“There are a lot of things your uncle Rob can teach you that mommy can’t, okay?” she brushed back his wavy blonde hair. “It will be good for you to have a strong male role model. I’ll be back to visit in a few weeks, okay?”
“Okay,” the kid pouted. With that, the pair said goodbye and she was off, back to the city and the rest of civilization. Luke waved as he watched his mother’s sedan disappear behind the tall trees.
“Don’t worry, kid,” Rob put to hands on Luke’s shoulders. “We’re going to have lots of fun together this summer, I promise.” Luke didn’t say so, but he was at least a little excited about exploring and doing fun things in the forest.
“Speaking of fun,” Rob continued. “They actually have a new bowling and arcade place in Cedar. I was thinking we could hop in my truck and head that way.”
“Really?” Luke was indeed a bit excited.
“Of course,” Rob answered. Cedar was a slightly larger city about a half an hour from the small Boysenberry. It was where all the residents went to get any serious shopping done since the town only had one corner store and a few restaurants that mostly served the tourists that drove through town. Indeed, much of the houses in town consisted of seasonal homes and cabin rentals. Rob was only one of a handful of permanent residents.
The city of Cedar was lively by comparison, full of country folk and retirees looking to escape the bustle of the big city. For many that came through, it was a mere stop along the way as they went camping.
Luke enjoyed playing arcade games and bowling with his uncle. Rob promised they could visit whenever he wanted which made Luke feel a lot better about being stuck out in the middle of nowhere. They had hotdogs and coke for dinner and decided to play a second game of bowling before calling it a night. Just when Luke was starting to kick his summer blues, however, things took a turn when they arrived back at his uncle’s house.
“Alright, it’s time for you to take a bath,” Rob said as the pair climbed out of his truck. It was dark by then and the forrest was pitch black, illuminated only by the porch light.
“I usually take a shower in the morning,” Luke answered.
“Well you’re going to take a bath this time and you’re going to do it right now,” Was Rob’s cold response.
“Oh, okay,” Luke had no real objection, though the request was a little out of the ordinary. He walked up the stairs to the guest bathroom to do as his uncle insisted. But he was a little taken aback when Rob followed him in.
“Here, the faucet can be a little tricky,” Rob kneeled down. “I’ll get it started for you.” Luke watched as his uncle turned on the water let it warm up. He expected him to leave the bathroom once the water started running, but Rob continued preparing the bath, plugging the tub when the water was warm enough.
“Well, what are you still doing dressed?” Rob looked up at Luke who was still wearing his jeans, t-shirt, and hoodie. Stripping in front of his uncle seemed a little weird. He was nine years old, after all. And his mother hadn’t seen him without clothes in quite a few years. Indeed, she’d stopped bathing him long before then.
Still, Luke didn’t feel as though there was anything too strange about it. It was just like a locker room after all. Starting with his blue hoodie, he slowly began to strip off his clothes. Rob watched as the boy pulled down his jeans, revealing a pair plain white briefs. His shirt cane off next, making Luke feel incredibly exposed. Moving even slower, his briefs came down last.
Luke covered his hairless cock sheepishly, clearly uncomfortable as he stood naked in the bathroom. Rob glanced at the boy’s member for a moment before testing the water once more.
“Okay, climb in,” Rob said to his nephew. Still covering himself, Luke lifted one leg into the tub. Despite the boy’s best efforts, Rob was treated to an excellent view of his nephew’s undeveloped cock and balls as they hung down. Realizing his error, Luke cupped them more closely before sitting down in the water.
Luke was glad as he sunk down in water and was quite eager for his uncle to finally leave so he could get on with his bath. Only, Uncle Rob still didn’t leave.
“What are you doing?” Luke asked when he saw the man grab the bottle of kid’s body wash he’d purchased for the occasion.
“Giving you a bath,” he squirted some into his hand.
“I don’t need help,” Luke scoffed at the idea. “I can do it all myself.”
“Of course you can,” Rob answered. “But I’m going to make sure you get washed up properly.” Luke watched as the man began to lather the body wash over his chest, getting underneath his armpits. The child was mortified. His mother hadn’t bathed him since he was six. He knew that he was far too old for something like this.
“Can I please do it myself!” Luke pleaded, feeling his uncle’s hand travel over his stomach.
“No, just relax and enjoy that you get my help tonight,” Rob delighted in the prepubescent boy’s body. And he was indeed quite through. He made sure to clean both arms and legs. His toes even got some attention.
Luke flinched when the man went for his cock, however. The boy moved both hands to block him, but not before his uncle had a firm grasp on his little chode.
“No, what are you doing?” Luke twisted his legs uncomfortably. It had been a long time since his mother had bathed him, but Luke swore he never remembered her doing anything like this before. Besides, Luke knew well that only the doctor was supposed to touch him there. The boy’s discomfort grew as the large hand held his privates.
“Just relax,” Rob answered. The boy looked down wearily at his cock and balls in the man’s hand. Surely it wouldn’t take very long to clean his little cocklet, though…
“Stop,” Luke said after a very long moment. He was sure that his dick was cleaner than ever before.
“Just take it easy, this will feel really good.”
“I don’t like it,” Luke squirmed at the sensation of the adult’s hand wrapped around him. Rob ignored the boy, continuing to massage the little cock in his hand. Luke’s protests continued, but the man refused to let up, despite how nicely he asked.
“I gotta pee,” Luke became more frantic. The kid was suddenly scared by a strange feeling. He began pushing at his uncle’s hand, desperately attempting to make it stop. He wasn’t even sure if he wanted it to stop. But it felt so wrong.
The boy’s legs jumped in the water, splashing the sides of the tub. Then he yelped when he was overcome by an odd and unfamiliar sensation.
“There you go!” Rob finally pulled away. “How was that?” Relieved it was over, Luke pulled his legs into a ball and held them close to his chest. His eyes were watery and he thought he might cry. He didn’t this time, though.
“Oh come on, don’t be a baby. It’s not that bad,” Rob went on. “Now scoot back over here so I can finish cleaning you up.” Luke didn’t even realize he had pushed himself to the corner of the tub, sitting as far away from Uncle Rob as he possibly could.
Hesitantly, he moved back in the man’s direction and felt a hand touching his lower back.
“Up, on your knees,” Rob smacked him gently. “Gotta clean your little bottom.” Rob said it as if the boy much younger than nine. Luke obeyed the command, allowing him to lather body wash over both cheeks before letting a finger travel up his crack. He stayed away from his rectum—this time. And he finished by having him turn around so he could wash the boy’s blonde hair. Meanwhile, Rob enjoyed seeing Luke’s little cock dance at the surface of the water when he laid back to rinse out all the shampoo.
Continuing the facade, Rob helped his nephew dry off, too when he was clean.
“Why don’t we go hiking tomorrow,” Rob ran the towel over the boy’s hair. “There are lots of great trails around here. We can start with some easy ones and work our way up over the summer.”
“Sure,” Luke replied. Hiking actually sounded like fun to him.
“There you are,” Rob gave Luke one last pass with the towel and reached down to collect his clothes. “Go on and get ready for bed.” He finally felt properly dressed when Rob gave him the towel to put around his waist before walking to his room.
As Luke got his pajamas out of his suitcase, Rob was taking the boy’s clothes back to the privacy of his own room. While boy’s size nine underwear was undoubtedly a tight fit, he managed to squeeze himself into the small briefs. His work did keep him in shape, after all. Despite this, both leg holes tore a little bit. The man admired the feat for a moment, looking at his cock poking the waistline far away from his skin. Then, he began to jerk himself off in the fabric.
Unaware of his uncle’s state of dress at the moment, Luke sat on his bed, now dressed in his pj’s. He was still nearly in tears. His uncle had made him feel uncomfortable and he knew it was wrong. He looked at the wall for a good moment before coming to the conclusion that he had to tell his mother.
Hesitantly, Luke left the room. From across the hall, he could see the light peeking put from underneath the door of his uncle’s room. He knew he must be inside and took advantage of the opportunity. He walked carefully downstairs, trying his best not to let the wood creak underneath. The boy continued quietly until he made it to his destination, the phone in the living room.
“Hey, sweetie,” his mother answered. “I just got back home. How are you settling in.”
“Okay,” Luke said…
“See it’s not so bad is it?”
Luke took a deep breath before speaking again, “Uncle Rob gave me a bath and touched my peepee.”
“What?” She was taken aback by her sons admission.
“He made me get naked and gave me a bath and he grabbed it and wouldn’t let go!” Luke finally began to cry, letting out the bottled up emotions from the last half hour.
“That is disgusting,” his mother replied. “I am appalled you would make up lies about your uncle like that, young man!”
“I’m not lying, I asked him to stop but he wouldn’t listen,” Luke cried more frantically.
“Quit crying, young man; my brother would never do anything to hurt you,” Luke heard his mother clearly through his tears. “Your lies are absolutely despicable. Put your uncle on the phone right this instant.” It was then that Luke heard the door to his uncle’s room. It was a pure coincidence, though it felt to Luke as though he’d been listening to the conversation as the boy looked up to see the man’s lean figure walking down the stairs. Rob was now appropriately dressed in pajamas of his own.
Dejected, Luke handed the phone to his uncle as be wiped more tears from his face. The phone call continued for a few more minutes as Luke’s mother relayed the boy’s disgusting “lie” he’d told her. Rob was able to calm her down and assured her that he would handle the situation. Rob hung up the phone when he could tell she had calmed down. Then, he turned his attention to the boy.
“We’re going to have lots of fun this summer, right?” Luke flinched when Rob put a hand on his knee, but nodded. He sniffled as tears were still slowly falling down his cheeks.
“Your mother sent you to me so that you can learn how to be a man,” Rob went on, “I promise we’ll do lots of fun things, but we’ll do lots of stuff you might not like, too. It’s all part of growing up, okay.” Luke nodded.
“That’s it, now give me a hug,” it made him feel uncomfortable, but he hugged his uncle goodnight. As he climbed back up the stairs to his room, Luke could sense his uncle watching him from behind.
“How could my mom not believe me?” The boy thought to himself. Overwhelmed, Luke climbed into bed, crawling as deep under the covers as he possibly could. He wished more than anything he could disappear into them. Perhaps it had all been a bad dream and he would wake up back home in his own bed. Regardless, that night he cried himself to sleep.