Sam the Ham

The Perfect Moment

TJ walked into the open garage as quietly as he could. His sandals clad feet were moving cautiously as he crossed the floor. A hundred eyes watched him but not a single one blinked. Carefully approaching his uncle Carl his hand shot out touching the back of his shoulder. He smiled to himself as his uncle twisted around.

"You're going to give me a heart attack one of these days," his uncle scolded him.

"You're too young for a heart attack," TJ said craning his neck to look over his uncle's shoulder. "What are you working on?"

"It's a deer trophy but they want the camera installed in it. I'm almost done."

TJ nodded and let his uncle go back to work. He leaned against the counter far enough out of the way that it wouldn't bother his uncle. Looking around the room he saw birds, wolves and about a dozen other different smaller animals. They were all in different poses, each one frozen in the perfect position for eternity. His uncle had a taxidermy business out of his garage and the smell of animal pelts permeated the room even with the door wide open.

His niche business was specialties. Trophies mounted with cameras or some weird pose or well just about anything. His uncle had once done a squirrel tied to a piece of wood with a ball gag in its mouth. He tried to hide that one from him. TJ had found it more funny than weird. The sound of a drill disturbed his thoughts and he looked over to see his uncle finishing up.

"How does it look?" his uncle Carl asked.

TJ cocked his head. "I can't see the camera."

"Yeah," his uncle said hefting the trophy up. He mounted it on the wall and stepped back. "I'm so glad I didn't need to do another deer butt doorbell."

TJ pushed off the counter and stood next to his uncle admiring the work. "How is it powered?"

"They're going to run a cord behind the wall. Are you thirsty?"

"Yeah," TJ said walking towards the door and hitting the close button on his way up the stairs.

TJ took a seat at the table as his uncle poured him some lemonade. They talked for a little. His uncle asked him about his Pop Warner team which was so far having a losing season three games in. "Our coach isn't very happy with us. He's from Texas. I told you that right."

"Yes, and you also told me you had a crush on the tight end and the left tackle."

TJ half-heartedly kicked his uncle Carl under the table. "I said I was attracted to them. Not that I had a crush."

"So I shouldn't be jealous?"

"I'm still happy to warm your bed." TJ smiled as he said it. He and his uncle had a very physical relationship, but it was a little weird. He liked his uncle but they weren't in love. Not boyfriends and were neither friends with benefits. There wasn't a word for it. It was love of some sort. Just not romantic or platonic. "You want to go upstairs?"

"Is that the reason you came over today?"

TJ shrugged. "It's been a while. Almost two weeks."

His uncle Carl smiled. "Well I can't say I haven't thought about you."

Neither of them spoke again as they finished their drinks and headed on upstairs. TJ felt himself starting to get hard with the anticipation. When they walked into the bedroom his uncle had him sit on the bed. His feet casually swung back and forth not quite reaching the floor. Uncle stood in front of him leaned down to give him a kiss on the forehead before his hands went to the bottom of the shirt. TJ lifted his arms up helping him take it off.

His uncle knelt down and took off his sandals. He was wearing shorts and his legs barely had any hair on them. He felt his uncle's hand grab his calf with one hand while his other worked off the sandal. As his sandal hit the carpeted floor he felt all of his uncles fingers touch the bottom of his heel. Slowly they moved forward, his fingertips softly gliding along until they reached his toes. To TJ the feeling was electric. The process was repeated for his other foot.

Then his uncle stood up and TJ jumped to his feet. His bare feet felt nice against the tickly carpeted floor. His uncle Carl knelt down and pulled down his shorts along with his tight white underwear. His 3 inch [7 cm] erection was pulled down by his underwear until it was released and smacked up against his belly. They both laughed. He remembered the last time when uncle had taken measurements of every inch of his body with a ruler. It had been oddly erotic.

TJ stood there for a moment in front of his uncle, naked and completely exposed. Consciously he put his hands behind himself not wanting to obstruct the view even if subconsciously he would. He looked down at his body. He didn't think it was bad. He had a bulky build with no fat more muscle. Just smoothness. Shifting his weight to one foot he casually rubbed one against another.

Before his relationship with his uncle had become physical he never thought much of his feet. His uncle adored them. As a consequence he had been giving them more attention. He frequently applied lotion to keep them smooth and was very careful to keep his nails trimmed. The more he had begun to pay attention to his own feet the more he had noticed those of others. They weren't a real turn-on for him but they were interesting.

"Perfect," uncle Carl said under his breath.

TJ looked up with a smile and then cocked his head towards the bed. His uncle took the suggestion and sat down. TJ went and stood between his legs before slowly raising his hands and starting to unbuckle his uncle's work shirt. Each button exposed the skin of a firm chess. His uncle was well toned and even had a tan. When he reached the final button TJ pushed the shirt off the man's shoulders. He snuck a quick kiss on his uncle's cheek while his arms were up.

Uncle Carl's erection was unmistakable. It was straining against the denim jeans. TJ wanted to see it and he hurriedly took off the man's shoes and socks. When his uncle stood up he loosened the blue jeans and pulled them down to his ankles. His uncle was wearing a pair of stretchy black underwear. It hugged the big bulge.

TJ felt the fabric. It was slick, but he could feel the warmth of the erection it was concealing. He slowly ran his thumb up the length. "You like wearing these?" he asked. The underwear was sexy but he didn't know if it was comfortable.

"I do. Would you like a pair?"

TJ's fingers grabbed the bulge. He slowly rubbed up and down it. "Do they make them in my size?"

His uncle's eyes closed. It took him several seconds to answer. "Maybe a small would work. You could only wear them around me."

TJ smiled and gave the erection squeeze. "Who else would I wear them for?" With that said he slowly pulled the fabric down exposing the six inches [15 cm] of throbbing cock. He leaned forward and kissed the tip of it. It was warm to his lips but felt good. He slowly opened his mouth careful to keep his teeth covered and sucked on the head. He might have only taken half of the length in at best, but his uncle Carl never complained.

TJ's feelings were strange. There was something wonderful about having someone you could trust. Someone you knew even if you came up short in their estimate wouldn't hold it over you. Someone would say thank you and that was wonderful. Someone you knew wouldn't be talking about you behind your back. Who didn't mind that you offered up your butt four times only to pull back at the last instant. His uncle Carl must've been disappointed, but he never said it.

After a moment he felt the erection being pulled away. "It's too soon to cum," his uncle Carl said. "Besides you need some attention."

TJ smiled as his uncle lifted him up and placed him down on the bed. He knew what would happen next but he just watched as his uncle walked to the head of the bed his erection glistening. His uncle grabbed one of the pillows and put it over the railing. He went to his dresser and got several lengths of rope. TJ waited wondering what the position would be this time.

"On your stomach," his uncle Carl said.

Twisting around TJ slid onto his stomach and slowly back down until his feet rested on the pillow. He let his uncle position his feet the way he wanted them to be. They were slightly separated hanging over the railing with the pillow underneath them. Then his ankles were tied to the bottom of the railing with individual pieces of rope. He knew his uncle was done when he felt a tickling at the bottom of his foot and he jerked forward only to find he couldn't move.

"Comfortable?" his uncle asked.

"It's good."

"All right, on your elbows."

TJ obeyed and watched as his uncle bound his wrists together wrapping the rope several times around them before tying it off. His uncle bent down and gave him a quick kiss before returning to the foot of the bed.

His uncle started with light tickling. His fingertips just dancing along the arch of his foot. First one at a time and then together. Then his uncle bent down and sucked on his toes. All ten of them got some attention some together some separately. It was making TJ so hard it almost hurt. He pushed his crotch against the bed and curled his toes. His uncle just proceeded to lick them finally running his tongue up along the length of each one of his feet. TJ wanted to kick and squirm but his feet were firmly in place. Then he felt something hard and warm pushed against his feet. He had to turn around to see what it was his uncle was grinding into him. As the erection pushed against the top of his right heel he could feel the pubic hair brushing up against it.

TJ tried to grab it a little with his toes to prevent his uncle from pulling away. It slipped out between them and moved over to the other foot. His uncle moved his hips gliding his erection over his other foot like a wet stone. TJ curled his toes again and felt the erection was replaced with fingertips again. He felt the thumbs meet the bottom of his heel working their way down and then up. He would never have guessed a foot massage was such an erotic thing.

"I want you in me!" The words escaped TJ's mouth without any thought. He felt his face turned red.

Uncle Carl stopped. "You want it in your mouth?"

It was an out. TJ could've taken it but he knew that wasn't what he wanted. "No. Put it in my butt. I want you to put your big dick up my butt."

His uncle was silent for a second and then TJ heard him walking back to his dresser. He didn't have to look to see what was going on. His uncle would be putting on a condom and taking out the lubricant. Lubricant felt weird and squishy but nice. He heard his uncle come back and hands landed on either side of his hips slowly pulling him back upwards. TJ rested on his calf muscles with his leg slightly spread, his butt in the air feet still tied. He moved his arms out a little in front of him propping himself up on his elbows. He wanted to fiddle with his boner, but the ropes around his wrists prevented it.

A moment later he felt his uncle's finger at his back door. It started out as a slow motion sliding around the outside slowly stretching the muscle. After the first few strokes they became a bit rougher pulling the ring of skin until he knew he had to be opening up. His uncle slipped one finger in and TJ felt a jolt go through him. He could feel the finger going into the first knuckle followed by the second. Then they twisted back and forth before withdrawing. His uncle did it again.

Up until now TJ had felt all of this before. He knew he could've turned back but at the moment it wasn't something that even entered his mind. When he felt the erection nestling between his butt cheeks and pausing at his entrance he pushed back against it. TJ had never done that before. Even though he was tied up, he wanted to show he wanted. His uncle Carl pushed back against him.

The initial penetration felt weird. It didn't feel like the fingers, softer and harder at the same time. Then his entrance continued to expand as more was pushed into him. TJ arched his head back and let out a squeal of pure ecstasy. He pushed his butt back as far as he could greedily trying to take more in. The sensation seemed to last for several minutes but it couldn't have been that long. His own erection was aching. TJ couldn't give it any attention without smashing his face against the bed.

Then his uncle started to withdraw. TJ felt his tight passage close back up a tingling itching wonderful sensation. That incredible itch could only be satisfied when his uncle began to push back into him. His erection was too far for him to grind against the bed, but it felt like it was being stimulated. He couldn't even squeeze his legs together.

His uncle continued to move in and out. TJ tried to help but the sensations were just overwhelming him. If he moved with or against it felt different. Part of him knew he had to experiment but his rational mind was severely lacking blood at the moment. Pushing his stomach down he raised his butt into the air as his uncle Carl pushed in. Then it happened. He felt himself climax. Without touching himself or being touched he felt his boner twitch and his passage tighten. His butt hole clenched and unclenched his uncle's erection, making his orgasm last longer. When some of TJ's senses came back he could hear his uncle moaning and realized he was climaxing too.

With a flush of euphoria came a rush of pride. He had done it. His passage tightening had pushed his uncle over the edge. They had both had orgasms without touching themselves. They both had sex. No, it had been something more than sex not lovemaking, but the act of love. In the afterglow of his orgasm it made sense to him. And as he was being untied he decided to stay silent as anything he would say would seem like so much nonsense.

The two of them laid together in the bed his uncle Carl's head resting on a pillow and his head resting on his uncle's chest. Pressing his ear against it, he could hear the racing of his uncle's heart slowing down. Their bodies were touching as much as possible, legs intertwined, and it was only then that he realized that this was a perfect moment. A moment he would remember forever.

The End