Uncle Buck Educates His Nephew
Chapter 1, Joey writes an email
Hi Uncle Buck,
Let me start by saying how important you've been in my life! You've always been there for me when I needed help. I was only eight when my piece-of-shit father abandoned me and Mom, and moved in with his skanky whore. It was really tough at first, but I can't say I was sad to see that bastard walk out the door. That night he was totally shit-faced and he'd slapped me and Mom around more than usual. He was pissed about our "shitty attitude" and not giving him "the proper respect a man is entitled to in his own fuckin' house". What an asshole!
Things actually did work out for the best, because you became my substitute father. You were the one who taught me how to play baseball. You were the one who taught me how to fly fish. You were the one who taught me how to drive Mom's ratty old stick shift Chevy Nova. You were the man who taught me to stand up for myself. And you were the one who answered my questions honestly when I started to notice girls, and I didn't know diddly squat about sex. I felt really happy when you told me I wasn't a pervert because I
really
like masturbating! It was reassuring to hear that all men do it, that it's not unusual, and that a lot of women like it too. Thank you for that, Uncle Buck!
I remember the first time I stayed at your house. Mom had to go to work, and school was out for the summer, so she had me stay with you and Aunt Katie. She's a sweetheart. You're lucky to have her as your sister and housemate. I never really understood why you and Aunt Katie lived together, but Mom explained that you got along really well, and financially it just made sense to share the living expenses.
Mom is a kind and caring woman. She's a saint on earth. I'm sure I don't need to tell you that, since she's your older sister. But Aunt Katie...she's a sinner! Your two sisters may have very similar physical looks, but their personalities are totally opposite. Mom is the "normal" one. She's a conservative dresser; she's calm most of the time, she doesn't drink or curse very much. In the last ten years I only remember one time when she said the word "shit". She'd accidentally dropped an iron skillet on her big toe. I'm sure it hurt like a son-of-a-bitch!
But Aunt Katie enjoys life. She doesn't give a shit what others think of her. She wears clothes that she likes, and that get the attention of others, especially the attention of men. And I don't fault her for that, she has the body to pull it off. She knows she's hot. When she enters a room, the men focus on her. I noticed that you like to look at her too, right Uncle Buck? Yeah, I admit it; I can't help looking at her too. Aunt Katie is hot! I never understood how a woman that short can have such huge boobs. Wow wee, they're fuckin' amazing! Is she even five feet tall, Uncle? I fantasize a lot about sucking those nipples!
So on a different subject, I wanted to share something with you. Aunt Katie likes to mess with my head! Something strange happened about a month ago. You'd already gone upstairs to your office. Aunt Katie was putting the breakfast dishes in the dishwasher. I was sitting at the dining table, and pretending to be texting on my phone. But I was watching her. Actually, I was staring at her ass! Your sister has the most amazing butt! Yeah I know, it's kind of big, but I like a woman with some meat on her, I want to grab her fat ass with both hands and spread her butt cheeks open. Have you ever licked a woman's asshole, Uncle Buck? I think I'd like it.
Anyway, back to my story. I must have been day dreaming about licking Katie's asshole when she surprised me.
"Earth to Joey! What are you thinking about? You look so lost."
When I took my eyes off her sweet ass and looked up, I could see she was looking at me through the reflection in the window above the kitchen sink. She was smiling at me and had a funny look on her face. She knew I'd been ogling her butt. I got so flustered I couldn't think of anything to say. She'd busted me and there was nothing I could say. My cheeks felt warm, but she just laughed at me, which made my cheeks turn bright red. I thought I was going to cry! But Katie took pity on me.
"That's ok, Joey. You can't help yourself. It doesn't bother me that you look at me like that. I take it as a complement. I'm used to it."
Then she turned around, and looked directly into my eyes.
"Joey, God made a woman's body for her man's pleasure."
Holy shit, I wasn't expecting that! I never knew Katie was religious!
I just bobbed my head up and down like a fucking idiot.
"Maybe you should start on the yard work before it gets too hot outside. It's supposed to be a scorcher today."
I just looked back at her, not knowing what to say. I stood up slowly, and when I did Katie's eyes looked down at my crotch, and the big bulge inside my jeans. We looked into each other's eyes, not saying a word, and then we both started giggling.
After about a minute I said, "Oops, sorry about that. I guess you're right, Aunt Katie. I should get to work."
But I just stood in front of her, and she just continued staring at my erection. I was enjoying it. She seemed perfectly content, so we didn't speak for a full minute before she finally broke the silence.
"You're a senior in high school this year, right Joey?"
"That's right, Aunt Katie."
"So, you're eighteen?"
"Yep, legally I'm an adult."
She smiled back at me, "Are you still a virgin, Joey?"
Ok, I sure as shit wasn't expecting that question! I felt like I should just lie to her, but she seemed so interested I decided to take a chance and tell her the truth.
"Um...I am a virgin Katie, but not because I want to be."
She laughed, "It's nothing to be embarrassed about. It'll happen for you when the time is right. I promise."
"That's good to know, Aunt Katie. Thanks."
Ever since that day I can't get her out of my mind. Do you think about Aunt Katie a lot, Uncle Buck? But why am I asking? I know you do! Does it feel weird that you look at your sister like that? Yeah, I know, you're a man. You can't help it, and neither can I!
Anyway, I just wanted to say thank you again for all your help. I mean that from the bottom of my heart!
Your favorite nephew,
Joey
I read my email one last time, looking for spelling and grammar errors. When I was satisfied, I hit the "Send" button in Gmail.