My Very Curious Nephew
Backstory:
My name is John and I am a 28 year old openly gay man. I came out to my family 13 years ago and to the rest of the world 12 years ago. A little about me, I am 6 foot, 5 inches tall and have short brown hair. I have a little bit of a gut but am working on cutting it back a little by working out as often as I can. I'm a decent looking guy but I'm no model. My best feature, besides the nice beard I keep to cover my face up, is my 8 inch and fairly thick cock. It's not the biggest but I've never had any complaints.
My nephew Chris, my sister's son, is a very flamboyant kid. He is 18 and a few months into his senior year of high school. I've thought for years that he was gay but he has never came out. He likes to do stuff with the guys when the family gets together and while I do too, his flamboyant ways make me think he does it for his dad. While I have had incestuous thoughts, I have never thought of him that way. Not to say I hadn't noticed his ass, it's a real phat bubble butt. Another thing that I noticed as this story happened is that he is only 5'5 and me being so tall, I love that.
Every year my family takes a week during the fall to go camping and spend time with family. When we started this tradition, I bought a nice little drivable motorhome that was big enough for me and my boyfriend. Sadly, I screwed that up a few months ago and we are no longer together.
Story:
I pull up and back my motorhome into my spot. By habit, I reserved my spot a few down from my family. I always did that so me and my boyfriend could fuck. I get out and set up my camp, and then go and check in with my sister. She pulls me to the side and asks "Can Chris sleep on your couch bed, so that we can have some alone time?"
"Absoutely."
She kisses my cheek and goes off and tells Chris as I walk down to my parents camp and catch up with them. You see they all live in a small town, while I moved a few hours away to get a good job and find good men.
We hang out and eat and have a great time. It starts getting late and everyone starts going off to bed. Me and Chris walk down to my camp and I get a fire going and we sit down and enjoy the fresh air and warm fire.
"Uncle John, can I talk to you about something?'
"Sure what is it?"
"Well, I uhhh.. well... I'm gay."
A surprised look comes across my face, "I had a feeling you were. Do your parents know?"
"No."
"Why did you decide to tell me?"
"Well, I was scared to tell anyone, but since you are gay I knew you would understand."
I get up and give him a hug. "I'm happy that you feel comfortable enough to tell me. So do you have a boyfriend?"
"No, I'm still a virgin and you're the only one that knows I am gay."
He looks at me and I can tell he has something to say but is nervous. "It's ok to be nervous, but you can ask me anything."