Family First

Family First

by thestepfordgirl

Nathan unlocked the pool house door and stepped inside. As he flicked the light switch, there was a small delay before the lights came on. His aunt and her husband said they hadn't used it since last summer, and they weren't kidding; some cobwebs had built up, the air smelled like last a mummy had applied sunscreen, but it would work. Keep the windows open for a few days and this place would be a resort.

All in all, this was going to be a sweet deal. Nathan's rich uncle would have him do yard work for the summer, and in return, he didn't have to share a crappy dorm room, not many incoming freshmen could say THAT. He found the bedroom, dropped his bags, and went to work on making the place breathable.

A few hours later, a knock came at the door, "come in," Nathan called.

"Hey, sweetie! Sorry we couldn't greet you!" came his aunt Nina's voice. She pulled the door open and stepped in. "Oh my goodness, I hardly recognized you!" She laughed, trotting toward him, arms outstretched.

Nathan met his aunt halfway and embraced her for a hug, "hey aunt Nina, yeah, I guess I look a bit different, huh?"

"You certainly do!" she exclaimed as she looked up and down her nephew. "Last time I saw you I was looking down! Now I'm craning my neck the opposite way," she laughed, "and you certainly didn't have that cute little beard," she added as she pinched and pulled at Nathan's cheeks.

"Well you look about the same," Nathan replied, under the onslaught of auntie observation.

"Agh, don't tease an old lady like that," Nina chided, but she couldn't help but smile.

"Old lady? You're 10 years younger than my mom!" Nathan retorted.

"Oh no, she's definitely ancient, I've contacted the mortician to start fitting her for the coffin," came a snarky voice from the door.

Nathan and Nina released their embrace as the source came through the entryway. "Alright, well that's a bit too much the other way," chided Nina. "Nathan, you remember your gremlin of a cousin, Audrey, yes?"

"O-of course!" Nathan replied. But gremlin seem to fit her appearance. He certainly didn't remember her looking like the beauty that entered the pool house. Nathan tried not to think about family that way, but it was hard to ignore that his cousin could probably skip college and go straight to modeling. As she stepped up to her mother, Nathan couldn't help but notice how close the two looked. Certainly like mother and daughter, but it was almost eerie. Both barely brushed past 5 feet tall, both delicately curvy figures. Between his aunt's youthful beauty and his cousin's wry expression, the two could have easily passed as sisters.

"Well, sweetie, we're both beat. LAX was a circus and we need to figure out some Jetlag, we'll catch up in the morning!" His aunt explained as she wrapped her arms around her daughter and escorted them out onto the lawn.

"Good night, aunt Nina! Night, Audrey!" Nathan called from the door.

"Good night, Nathan! Looking forward to this summer! We're gonna have a blast!" His aunt called back over her shoulder.

Nathan got himself unpacked, and after a few more hours and a shower, found himself collapsing into the softest bed he'd ever felt.

******

Instead of a nice breakfast, Nathan woke up to a list of chores from his uncle. First on the list being to clean up the attic. The attic was a bit strange, the top floor was mostly furnished; painted, carpeted, decorated, it was actually where Audrey's bedroom was. However, instead of his fun cousin, he was met by his kinda dreary uncle.

"Hey, Oscar, long time, no see," Nathan greeted as he went to his uncle, attempting a handshake or a good side-hug that you give to relatives you aren't really close with.

"Oh hey, Nate," he replied, without moving to meet his nephew's attempted physical greeting. He stood surveying a sea of boxes in the unfinished section of the attic. "Nina wanted me to go through all this old stuff for donations, but I've been so busy with work. So, that's your job now, bud. Dig out any clothing or anything you find that might be good for a secondhand store and pile it up somewhere."

And with that, Oscar was out the door. Not even a 'how've you been?' not a 'how bout them sports, champ?' It had probably been 9 years or so since Nathan last saw his uncle, but he seemed even more droning now than he was back then. Nathan went ahead and started digging, but it stuck in his mind. His uncle was married to a gorgeous woman 10 years younger than him, had a beautiful house... was making that much money really so soul crushing?

Nathan didn't keep track of time as he dug through the boxes, lots of old t-shirts from trips to the Bahamas and such. He blushed a bit as he found some tiny jean shorts, struggling a bit with the image of his aunt wearing the cutoffs. As he tossed more and more of the garments into the 'to go' bin, he failed to notice his aunt come in. As Nathan lifted up a lacy bra, it was almost translucent in the light that filtered in through the window, Nina found the perfect time to spook her nephew.

"What do you think of those?" Nina teased. Nathan nearly jumped as he threw the lingerie halfway across the room. Nina laughed heartily, "boys your age are so predictable!" She continued to laugh, touching her hand to the slope of her collarbone as she calmed herself. "I see my husband decided to get you working immediately... on HIS chores, no less." She padded her sandaled feet into the room. Did she just live in loose crop tops and short shorts?

"Sorry, I was just u-um, I didn't mean to..." Nathan trailed off as he got up to find where the little undergarment had flown off to. As he picked up the light blue brasserie, he noticed it had landed on a peculiar looking jewelry box. "I didn't uh... what's this little thing?" Nathan inquired as he lifted it up.

Nina worked her legs around the piles of boxes strewn between the pair, "let me take a look, sweetie."

Nathan opened up the box and inside was a necklace. It looked quite tarnished but he could tell this was probably a beautiful piece at some point in time, the silver chain held up a large, decorated black oval, held in place by veins of silver that danced along the surface. "Woah, this is somethin' else."

"Ooh, yes, that was a wedding gift from Oscar's great grandfather, said it had been passed down for generations between men in his family," Nina explained as she took the box and examined the jewel.

"What's it doing in here with all this old junk, then?" Nathan puzzled.

"Oscar said it looked too 'girly' and didn't want to wear it. Broke his great granpappy's heart. If that old man still had one at that point, he looked about 200 years old!" Nina chuckled.

"So he's never even worn it once? That seems like a shame."

"You should wear it! I bet all those little college girls will like it, maybe it'll be a good conversation starter," Nina suggested as she began to pull it out of the velvet lining.

"Me? But wouldn't Oscar...?"

"Oh, forget him, he probably doesn't even remember this thing. Sentimental is the last thing I would ever use to describe my husband," Nina scoffed. Her tone was playful, but Nathan could tell there was real sadness in her humour. She turned Nathan around and clasped the piece around his neck, gently lowering the jewel down until it touched gently just above his heart.

As the cold silver touched his skin, Nathan was immediately hit by a wave of dizziness, stumbling back into Nina as he caught his balance. "Oh goodness," she exclaimed, wrapping her arms around her nephew to stabilize them. Nathan's head felt fuzzy but he could feel so very clearly the heat of his aunt's skin through her flimsy summer clothing, even the delicate graze of her nipples against his back. "Maybe the musty air in here is getting to you, let's get you downstairs."

******

That night, Nathan had the most vivid dreams of his entire life, it seemed like every girl he had ever had a crush on was visiting him, like the ghosts of boners past, present, and future. Each one smiled at him and teased him as they sauntered in and out of the mists of his vision. Every one calling out to him, saying his name in such a needy voice, like they were as desperate for him as he felt for them. His urges got the better of him, finally causing him to reach out to one and grab them, pulling in some redhead he had seen on the bus, wrapping her tightly in his arms as he kissed her deeply. Such a realistic dream, he could taste their tongue, feel the gentle peach fuzz of hair along the back of their neck. He felt resistance as the redhead pushed back against his kiss, she was just as into it as him. He pushed forward at the hips, his erection urging him forward, but it snapped him out of it, feeling his butt bounce on the mattress. Nathan woke with a start, not sure what to make of the sounds or feelings he had just experienced.

Outside the door to his bedroom, a mortified Nina silently pressed herself against the wall, trying not to make a peep. Trying not to taste her nephew's lips on her tongue. She had come to check on him, make sure that spill that morning hadn't affected him, but it seemed like he was feeling just fine. And that his... that was DEFINITELY feeling fine, er, it seemed fine. Medically. Nina could not afford to be thinking about how or why her nephew had such a big... Fuck, another glass of wine, then she could go to bed.

She waited a few minutes more to make sure Nathan had gone back to sleep and dashed back off into the night, her tiny nightgown and slippers the only shield between her, the night, and her boggled thoughts.

******

Nathan woke the next morning, refreshed and... sporting some obscene morning wood. He was DEFINITELY glad he didn't have to share a dorm room in the fall. Otherwise this... he pulled the blankets off, his dick looked... bigger? He went to reach for it and felt like he had tripped some kind of secret wire, the slightest touch sent him cumming like never before, he nearly blacked out from the overwhelming sensation, but he managed. What the fuck was that? Nathan tried not to think about it too much as he wadded up his now jizzed-upon sheets to take to the laundry room, thankfully the pool house had its own. He would have been mortified if his aunt or cousin had seen that.

As he loaded the sheets in, though, he briefly wondered, what would they think? Had either of them seen a guy shoot like that before? Had either of them ever seen a dick like that? He looked down, it seemed to have returned to its normal flaccid size, so he shook all the strange, horny thoughts from his mind and searched for his phone. He had a few messages from friends back home, new movie trailer had come out, he would need to watch that later. There was a text from his uncle, 'clear out the old exercise junk from the garage.'

He shot a text back, 'you want me to take it with the clothes to a donation place?' After several minutes, no reply. Surveying the mess in the garage, it wasn't really too much hassle. Just a bench and a few racks of weights. Nathan had been on his swim team in high school and had was familiar with the equipment. Same brand of stuff as they had in school, though this looked like the higher end models; better grips, nicer pads. But this was also a brand that had gone out of business like 20 years ago. And from hefting a few pieces and feeling the grime on them, it certainly seemed like that was the last time Oscar had touched any of it.

Nathan checked his phone, still no response from his uncle. Well, he could make use of this, he could get it out of the garage and move it into the pool house until he got told otherwise. At least then he could make some use out of it. Oscar was probably just gonna tell him to take it to a dump anyways, what a waste.

******

"Hrrgh," Nathan grunted as he hefted the bench out across the back yard. He wasn't in bad shape, but that last few sets of weights had been a bit much to ferry out there. Maybe this wasn't the best idea. He lifted his sweat-soaked shirt off and it slapped as it landed on the bench.

"Need some help?" inquired Audrey.

"Ah!" Nathan tensed as he whipped around. Audrey lay in a pool chair, sipping on some sparkling juice. It seemed like she was getting a headstart on her summer tan in a rather revealing skimpy blue and yellow polka dot bikini.

Audrey laughed, "do that squeal again! Between that and your broken spine, those college girls are gonna love you!" Nathan was suddenly very conscious of the fact that he had just partially disrobed in front of his cousin, but then again, in her swimsuit, she was definitely showing more skin than he was.

"Ouch," he retorted, "feelings." Audrey smiled at him from behind her sunglasses.

"I'm just saying, doofus, lift with your knees," and she stuck her tongue out at him before wrapping her lips around her straw and sucking up more juice.

"Well... nyeeh," Nathan cleverly countered, sticking his tongue out back at his cousin. He reached back down to pick up the bench, but there was something different picking it up now, there was a girl watching him. His body handled things as his right hand clamped around the central bar below the bench and hefted up the entire piece and Nathan swaggered off toward the pool house using half the effort it took him a minute ago, the rear end of the machine dragging loudly along the tile around the pool.

"Hey, you shouldn't scratch the... oh..." Audrey's snark died in her throat, surprised at how easily Nathan was pulling the heavy metal. Suddenly feeling exposed for some reason, Audrey crossed her arms over her chest and folded one leg over the other. What was that about?

... And where did Nathan get that necklace?