A Coming Of Age Story And Beyond (mfm, Polyamory)

[GoingOnABoeing]

Part One

The attorney’s phone call came as a deep shock to me. My uncle Bruce had died in a boating accident on the Colorado River. I knew he had headed out west for a few weeks. I had talked to him the night before he left his home on Hilton Head Island. But I knew I wouldn’t hear from him again until he returned home. He enjoyed his time alone while out on his expeditions. Of all my family, I was closest with him. Both of my parents worked for the State Department and were constantly traveling. They tried their best while I was growing up but between multiple moves and forever changing schedules, they thought it was best that I move to Hilton Head Island with my uncle for my last two years of high school. I was enrolled in a neighboring private school and moved in with my uncle the summer before the fall semester.

I called the attorney the next morning to discuss my uncle’s final arrangements. He was being kept temporarily at a mortuary in Grand Junction. I contacted them and made arrangements to have his body sent back to Windermere so he could be buried in our family plots. I knew the funeral services couldn’t be carried out at least for a few days. While most of the family lived within a few hours of Windermere, my parents were of course out of the country for work and I didn’t know how quickly they could return. My dad was in Berlin and my mom was in Johannesburg. I was dreading having to tell the news to my mother since it was her brother. I had just turned 30 the week before and the last thing I could have imagined was being told I was the executor of my uncle’s estate.

My uncle picked me up at the airport in Savannah. At that time the airport in Hilton Head didn’t have a runway large enough to support commercial airliners. I had shipped my belongings the week before and they had already arrived at my uncle’s place. On the drive it had occurred to me that I had never seen my uncle’s new home. Except for a brief marriage in his early 20’s, he had been a bachelor his entire life. He was always on the go but I saw him on holidays, weddings, and such. And a few times a year he would come just to visit and always spent time with me. I knew he would probably be gone a lot and he also knew that I was capable of taking care of myself seeing as my parents were away so much. My uncle gave me the option of taking the upstairs bedroom or the pool house. He had recently added on an office to the house and so he had moved his architect design business out of the pool house. So of course I jumped at the chance to have my own place in the pool house. It had its own living area and separate bedroom and master bathroom. There was also an outdoor shower that my uncle told me was awesome in the mornings when the sun was coming up. He lightly punched my shoulder and said he knew how much young guys needed their shower time. I was kind of shy at the time and pretended like I didn’t know what he was referring to. But being shy would soon be a thing of the past.

We buried my uncle on a Saturday. It had been eight days since he died. I had done everything that was expected of me and put in my face time with the family. But I was still numb and hadn’t come to terms with his death. I immediately felt selfish for thinking of myself. I knew my mom had to be heartbroken over the death of her younger brother. But he was more of a dad to me than my own father. He had never missed anything important in my life and treated me as a peer rather than a kid. I didn’t know what to make of it all.

I went home and pulled out the bottle of bourbon my uncle had sent me for my birthday just a couple of months earlier. I thought a couple of drinks might help relax me. I had to travel to Hilton Head the next day and start the process of taking care of his estate and architect firm. I’d be staying at my uncle’s place until everything was taken care of. The bourbon was the same brand he had let me try at the age of 17. It was my first time drinking alcohol and I tried my best to hide the burn and keep a cool appearance. It was his way of showing that he trusted and respected me. He didn’t show the same kind of admiration for my cousins. He tried to be impartial but it wasn’t a secret that he thought more of me. So I guess it made sense that he would he think of me to handle his estate.

I got about six hours of sleep that night. I would have to drive up to Hilton Head since I’d be staying a while and would need a car to get around. I still had a set of keys to my uncle’s place and threw them in my luggage. The drive would take about five hours if traffic was good. I hadn’t been to my uncle’s place in over year but didn’t expect much to have changed. He was easy going but meticulous and a man of habit. My mind kept wandering to the memories of living with my uncle and everything he had taught me. It made the drive go by quickly. It was a little after 7:00 pm when I arrived in Hilton Head. I unpacked my things and then went to a local bar and restaurant to get something to eat. My uncle and I had eaten there plenty of times and he was well known. The owner knew something was wrong when he saw me by myself. The ugly task of letting everyone know the tragic details had started all over again.

I woke up around 8:00 am the next morning to the sound of lawn equipment. I had slept out in the pool house. My uncle still hadn’t changed anything from when I lived there. I threw on a t-shirt and some shorts and went out to the front lawn. There was a guy who looked to be in his mid 30’s riding a lawn mower and a lady who looked about the same age tending to the hedges. She was wearing a light blue polo shirt with their company logo on it and pair of khaki shorts that barely covered her upper thighs. It was still early in the morning but I could imagine by the middle of the day she would be shimmering in perspiration and leaving even less to the imagination.

After a couple of attempts at waving at them they finally noticed me and came over. I introduced myself as my uncle’s nephew and before I could get another word out she said “Oh you must be Grayson! I’m Allison. You’re uncle talked about you a lot and said you might be coming up for a visit this spring”. “You knew my uncle well?” I asked. She went on to tell me she had been taking care of his landscaping for the past year but her boyfriend had just recently started working with her. I told them I wished we were meeting during better circumstances and went on to tell them the bad news. They were both shocked to hear that my uncle was dead. But I could tell by her face and body language that she was very upset by the news. More upset than a gardener who most likely had many clients should be in my opinion. I let them know I would still need them to maintain the property until the house was sold and let them finish their work. But I was still mystified by her reaction to his death. I kept an eye on them and as her boyfriend was loading up the equipment I asked her to come in for a moment. When she came into the foyer I turned to her and asked “were you fucking my uncle?”

 

[Manclandlad]

Good start I’m liking this

 

[GoingOnABoeing]

Part 2

My uncle planned his estate about as simple as could be. My mother and I were the only beneficiaries he named. I knew I should probably start notifying his clients of his death but just couldn’t focus. When I asked Allison if she had been in a relationship with my uncle she just shook her head. Before I could say anything else she said she would come back later and we could talk. I guess she didn’t want her boyfriend around. I knew that my suspicions were valid. My uncle had talked about his gardener with the nice ass and low cut shirts. I never asked him if he hooked up with her but also didn’t put it past him knowing his reputation. Her reaction to the news of my uncle’s death just confirmed my suspicions.

I hadn’t gone shopping for groceries yet and my uncle didn’t have any food at the house since he had planned to be away for a month. I wasn’t that hungry and decided to go for a swim. Maybe it would help clear my head. I took off my t-shirt and shorts and jumped in. My uncle’s house backed up to a nature preserve which made the back of his house completely private. I had never gone swimming without trunks before moving in with my uncle. I had the place to myself for a few weeks after I moved in while my uncle was away on a trip. I enjoyed going for a swim every evening and just left a pair of my trunks by the door ready to go. It wasn’t until my uncle returned and had a few days off that I would get to experience what it was like to swim with nothing on.

I had just returned from the gym and was on my way inside when my uncle asked if I wanted to play some volleyball in the pool. I had nothing better to do so I told him I’d see him there in a few minutes. When I came back out he was already in the water. It wasn’t until I got in myself that I noticed he didn’t have any swim trunks on. I jokingly asked if he ran out of clean laundry and he told me he hadn’t worn swim trunks in over a decade. “Even when you have parties?”, I asked. He smiled and said “yep.” I guess I couldn’t blame him. He had a nice physique and nothing to be ashamed of below the belt. He said it was fine with him if I wanted to give it a try. I was hesitant and kept them on while warming up. I thought maybe he was trying to psych me out so he could win. We were both very competitive guys. I thought maybe if I called his bluff it would turn the tables on him. So while I was still in the water I grabbed my trunks and pulled them off. He seemed surprised but gave me a smile and a nod. To my disappointment it didn’t trip him up. He still beat me but just by a couple of points.

When we got out of the pool he looked down at my package and said “you can thank me for that haha”. And he was probably right. I knew I was most likely larger than my dad. I just laughed and replied “well I knew there had to be a reason you were my favorite uncle.” He was more of an older brother to me growing up. He was only 22 when I was born and barely 40 when I had moved in with him. It was nice having someone around that could keep up with me and hang out. My dad was never much for that kind of stuff.

I continued our conversation while he went over to the outdoor shower. At that point it was evident that he never wore swim trunks. He had no tan lines. I asked how he knew that I had him to thank for the nice package. He said he saw my dad naked at his bachelor party. He had passed out on the floor without any clothes on after the evening’s misadventures. My uncle said there wasn’t much to look at. I guess it would make sense I didn’t take after my dad in that department. He and I are about as opposite as can be. With my uncle and me it looked almost like a copy and paste of his dick onto me. Both of us were about six inches soft and good amount of girth. Both of us were also cut nice and tight. Although I was a little jealous of his darker circumcision scar. It just made it look a little more masculine.

I laughed about the story of my dad’s bachelor party and thanked my uncle for his good genes. I asked my uncle how many pussies his dick had pleased recently and he just smiled and replied “more than a couple.” He went on to tell me about his last trip to Vancouver. He was at the hotel bar having a couple of drinks when he was approached by a chick with strawberry blonde hair and an amazing ass. She and her boyfriend were out celebrating her new job promotion. She told my uncle that she knew he had been admiring her. And it was true. When my uncle saw something he liked, it was hard for him to take his eyes off of it. She went on to say that it was more than just her who was flattered by it. Both she and her boyfriend were the type that loved to share. Her boyfriend loved the thought of another man lusting after her. She paid for my uncle’s bar tab and it wasn’t long after that when he found himself in their hotel suite.

At this point I could feel myself starting to get hard listening to these details. I shifted my body around a bit trying to make it go away but my uncle continued with the details of the night. He said she was quite the host and they were very enthusiastic. He had started to go down on her but she insisted on taking care of him first. My uncle said he kind of wished he hadn’t been drinking first since it kind of numbs the senses. But he said it was still awesome. After she finished him off he turned her around and took her from behind while she took care of her boyfriend. My uncle has a good amount of stamina and kept going long after she finished sucking her boyfriend. My uncle finished up by shooting his load right on her perfect ass cheeks and then the boyfriend took over and gave her ‘the hook’ with her feet over his shoulders while he had a nice firm grip on her ass. My uncle said it was almost as hot just standing there watching it. My uncle said he was almost eight inches hard and her boyfriend maybe around seven inches. Both more than capable of making her scream with pleasure. He started to put his clothes back on when she stopped him and told him to lie down next to her. He was more than happy to follow her command. She woke both of them up the next morning with a blowjob going back and forth between them. At that point there was no hiding my excitement. My uncle laughed and said he’d leave me alone for a little while. I stopped him and asked if that was his first time with another couple. He just smiled and said “nope.”

 

[sim_8701]

I like so far buddy looking forward to the next instalment

 

[GoingOnABoeing]

Part 3

I was going through my uncle’s client list and trying to prioritize who to contact first. He was quite good at his work and never ran out of clients. The room suddenly brightened from headlights coming up the driveway. I assumed it had to be Allison since she said she would come back later and we could have our discussion about my uncle. To my surprise and disappointment she was dressed more modestly this time. She apologized for leaving so abruptly but said she’d rather not discuss it in front of her new boyfriend. They had only been together for a couple of months.

Allison explained that she had been in polyamorous relationships almost all of her adult life. My uncle had found her lawn service through the recommendation of a friend and she found him extremely charming when she met him. Of course I wasn’t a bit surprised to hear that. She had a boyfriend at the time she started working for my uncle and her boyfriend was ok with her unique lifestyle. She recognized that my uncle seemed to be really attracted to her and she was determined to get in his pants.

She didn’t know how my uncle would react to a proposition of being a fuck buddy or if he would even understand a polyamorous lifestyle. “So I decided it would be easier to seek forgiveness than permission” she said as she quietly laughed. She thought she would have a nice setup since her boyfriend traveled frequently as well and this way she was likely to always have someone to sleep with. She told her boyfriend of the plan and headed to my uncle’s place the next morning under the guise of working. She had already completed the heavy tasks earlier that week and this way she could keep herself from getting too dirty. She wore a pair of gray running shorts that just barely covered her ass and a turquoise sports bra. She knew that would get his attention.

Allison said she had purposely left some palm trees untrimmed in the back yard. She knew there was a good chance of catching my uncle there early in the morning for a swim. When she got around to the back of the house she found my uncle in the garage where he keeps his sailboat. He had taken it out the day before and was cleaning it up. She told him she had come back to take care of the palm trees she had missed the last time she was there. But she quickly turned her attention to the sailboat and used it as a way to further her agenda. She knew enough about sailboats to get his attention and started asking him questions about it. My uncle was all too happy to answer them and show her around. He had just had the interior cabin renovated and he took her onboard to show it off.

Once inside the cabin she admired the new woodwork and furnishings. “How many people can sleep onboard” she asked. My uncle replied “Three. There’s a standard size bunk and a smaller one located above it.” He took her to the rear of the cabin and showed where they were hidden behind a sliding door. She immediately jumped up into the lower bunk while taking a moment to graze his crotch with her ass. She remarked how comfortable the bed was to be in such a tight location. She looked at him and said “Come on up, show me how you lie in this thing being as tall as you are.” My uncle started to climb up in when she stopped him and said “Oh come on, I know you don’t wear your clothes to bed. I want you to act like you’re really going to bed.” So he took his shirt and jeans off and climbed in bed with her.

Allison again remarked how comfortable the bed was even with two people in it. “This is such a nice boat and I could stay in this bed for days. It is a little warm in here though. I’m sure it’s cooler with the ocean breeze flowing through the windows though.” And right after saying that she removed her sports bra and threw it at the foot of the bed. She could see that my uncle was definitely responding to her moves. He was wearing a pair of gray boxer briefs and there was no hiding the excitement inside them. “I can tell that you think it’s getting warm in here too” as she took her hand stroked his chest slowly down to his abdomen. His breathing was getting heavier and the perspiration was getting the hair on his sun kissed chest and abs damp.

She was about to slide her hand down into his boxer briefs when he spoke up and asked “are you still with your boyfriend?” “Sure I am. And right now he’s probably just as hot and bothered as we are thinking about us together” she replied. She could tell he was confused. “I’m polyamorous. One guy just isn’t enough for me. I don’t need much emotional support from a guy. But I do need lots of sex.” She went on to tell him that her boyfriend was ok with her having a fuck buddy on the side and that she was always up for sex when he wanted any. My uncle just smiled and put her hand back where she had left it. She proceeded to pull off his boxer briefs and sucked him multiple times. My uncle had an awesome sex drive and was able to reload quickly. She said she loved his dick and couldn’t get enough of it. They would hook up whenever she came over to take care of the lawn and sometimes she would just come over when the urge hit. I asked if there was ever any jealousy from her boyfriend. Allison replied “Oh no, not at all. Not even when we all got together to fuck.”

 

[GoingOnABoeing]

Part 4

I couldn’t sleep after my meeting with Allison. My mind just wouldn’t rest. The pool house had remained exactly the same as I had left it when I moved out of my uncle’s place when I went off to college. I went into the closet and started opening up some of the drawers. It was mostly a bunch of stuff I had collected from the two years I lived there. But the DVD of amateur porn I found certainly brought back memories.

My uncle was out of town for my eighteenth birthday but told me I should have a few friends over to celebrate. I was on the tennis team and that’s where I met my two closest friends Lance and Jordan. They had both turned 18 just a couple of months before me. So on a Thursday after practice I told them we could spend the weekend together and maybe hit the beach one day. They came over Friday afternoon after classes were over and we went for a swim before heading out to a local restaurant for dinner where we met up with a few other friends.

When we got back home we watched a couple of movies we had rented but we were growing bored quickly. That’s when Jordan pulled out a DVD from his backpack. It wasn’t labeled and he handed it to me and said “happy birthday Grayson!” I said thanks and asked him what was on it. He said it was a collection of his favorite porn he had downloaded off the internet. Lance thought this was both genius and hilarious. I just laughed and told them I knew how much thought and lube must have gone into creating this gift.

I put the DVD down on the coffee table but Lance picked it back up immediately and said “oh no, we’re not just going to brush this off.” He then proceeded to load it into the DVD player. Jordan had a huge smile on his face and remarked “I put the different clips in order of my preference.” Lance took the remote and started going through the numerous selections. He finally clicked on a clip of an Asian chick getting tag teamed by a couple of frat brothers. I was mostly used to just jacking off to nude photos online. It was just easier than downloading videos from Limewire and praying you didn’t get a virus. I had to admit that this was a really nice gift. It had hours of porn on it and I never had to worry about downloading anything else.

I think we were on the third porn video when I looked over and saw Jordan had his hand down his shorts. Lance and I both stared at him for a few seconds before he noticed us. Jordan was always one for shock value and he proceeded to kick his shorts and boxers off. “That’s much better” he said with a grin on his face. “You two shouldn’t look so surprised; you’ve both seen me naked plenty.” And that was true. All three of us had seen each other naked numerous times when showering after tennis practice. But I had never seen him hard before and I guess that’s what caught me off guard. Jordan was pretty thick and looked above average in length. Not huge but decent size. He was also cut moderately tight with distinct contrast in skin color.

Jordan laughed and tugged at my shorts; “well come on birthday boy don’t let me have all the fun.” Lance chimed in and said “Yeah we may as well join you. It would be more awkward to just sit here and watch you.” He made a good point. Lance already had his shorts off but seemed to be waiting for me before taking his boxer briefs off. I was wondering if he would notice that I was wearing the same design he was. We both had on lime green American Eagle boxer briefs. I could definitely tell he was already hard. These boxer briefs didn’t leave much to the imagination. Jordan was sitting between us and as soon as I had my shorts off he burst out laughing and said “Oh wow how come I missed out on the underwear shopping trip?” “Do you two get together and decide which color you’re wearing each day?” Lance responded by catching him off guard and giving him a nut tap and running off. That had been an ongoing game between those two for as long as I had known them. I went ahead pulled my boxer briefs off and told Jordan to find a good porn clip.

When Lance returned he already had his underwear off and nearly erect again. He sat back down next to Jordan but kept a watch on a potential retaliatory move from him. Lance and I were nearly identical in size. Both of us were about seven inches hard and decently thick. He was cut as well but had more even skin color. Lance looked like he had the largest balls among us. And that definitely made it easier for Jordan to attack when the time was right. It didn’t take long for all three of us to get hard as a rock and work our dicks while watching the two B list porn actors pretend to be virgins. We were easily entertained in those days I guess. I tried to adjust my strokes so I could keep at the same pace as the other two. I didn’t want to be the first to blow my load while the other two continued.

We each seemed to have our own technique in how we stroked our dicks. I mostly concentrated on my head where it was most sensitive. Jordan worked his entire dick with long slow strokes. Lance used brisk strokes and occasionally gave his balls a rub. We each did a decent job of holding on until we were near the end of the clip. I busted first but it seemed to cause a chain reaction. Within a few seconds both Lance and Jordan followed. I had put a box of tissues out before we started and that’s what Lance and I used. Jordan looked to take pride in releasing his load onto his chest. He wore it like a badge of honor. “Not bad for my second time today” he said as he wiped himself off. It wasn’t long after that when all three of us passed out and went to sleep. And I still find that jacking off before bed is more effective than any sleep aid. Some things never change.

 

[GoingOnABoeing]

Part 5

I woke up the next morning with some major morning wood. I took care of that during a nice shower and got back to work sorting through my uncle’s belongings. The office he added on to his home was large and very well appointed. The only thing that wasn’t new was the Bosendorfer model 200 grand piano. My uncle had it in his living room while I was living with him. He could play almost anything without needing any sheet music. He had the gift of being able to play by ear. I had always wanted to learn how to play but never got around to it. It was a beautiful instrument and I knew that I would be taking the piano back with me when I went home.

Admiring the Bosendorfer brought back memories of my senior year in high school. I was lacking an art credit and I had no skill when it came to drawing and painting. So taking a music appreciation class seemed like the most painless way to satisfy the art credit. I had my music appreciation class during fourth period, which was also the lunch period. The class itself ran for an hour like all others but had a break for lunch and then an additional 45 minutes while other students took their lunch break. So the period was the longest of the day.

The first day of my senior year I walked into fourth period to see a few familiar faces but there were only about 18 students in the class. I took a seat toward the middle of the class next to a guy I knew somewhat well but didn’t really consider him a friend. It was a very large room since it also served as the room for chorus students to practice in. There was also a separate office for the teacher and a small vocal coaching studio. A few minutes later our teacher walked in and introduced herself as Ms Richie. She told us this was her first year teaching and that she was fresh out of college. She was only 22 years old, so not much older than some of her students. She was of Latin ancestry but born in the US. She had a soothing voice with a slight southern accent and a picture perfect body. She had a slim figure with a tight ass and voluptuous breasts. The form fitting black pants and dark blue blouse really set off her perfectly tan skin. I knew I wasn’t the only guy in the room who had become immediately infatuated with her.

Ms Richie was also the choir teacher and vocal coach. She had an amazing voice and played piano beautifully. During the extended period after class she would often take requests and play the piano and sing for us. The classroom had a new Yamaha concert grand piano in a flawless mirror black finish. In the warmer months Ms Richie would usually wear a low cut blouse and the piano would perfectly reflect her breasts on the front bezel where we would sometimes gather behind her while she played. But even when dressed modestly the guys still couldn’t keep their eyes off of her. Often times when I would come home and need to jack off she would be the inspiration. I would fantasize about bending her over the piano with my hands around her waist and taking her from behind. She had an amazing ass and I dreamed of being able to see it bare and in all its glory. And I figured now may be as good a time as any to find out. I would occasionally look her up on Facebook just to see if she had ever married. Sometimes she would be in a relationship but nothing serious ever seemed to come from them. I decided to send her a message letting her know I was in town for a while and wanted to get together for a little reunion. The thought of seeing her again got me excited. And not just mentally, it was 11:30 in the morning and I had to stop and jack off thinking about the possibility of finally getting her pants off.

 

[sim_8701]

Looking forward to part 6

 

[4916161]

Very nice way of writing ! Felt like I was living it with him