How I Became a Cock Pig

First off, let me say I didn't start out to become a cock hound. Oh, I'd messed around with a couple of guys in middle school and high school. In middle school, a couple of friends and I had beat off together on a regular basis. In high school, one of my friends and I had shared blowjobs. Well, I had decided by the time I graduated that I was probably gay, but you know how it is in high school, not the easiest thing to do, coming out. So, I made do with the old right hand and the help of my friend.

Which brings us to my sudden and abrupt elevation to the ranks of major-league cockpigs. The summer after I graduated high school, my Uncle Sean came for a visit. Unlike my father who was very uptight and by-the-book, being an accountant, his younger brother Sean was a trucker, and from what my dad said, a rowdy one.

Sean was about 30 at the time. He looked a lot like my dad, about 5'10" tall, dark brown hair and eyes, and a really hairy body. I had taken after my mum's side of the family and was fair, with auburn hair and an almost hairless body. Unlike my dad though, Uncle Sean was a beefcake. He obviously had worked on his body all his life because there wasn't an ounce of fat on him and the muscles rippled
under his clothes when he walked or even stretched.

Even as a young kid, I'd had fantasies about Uncle Sean. Rubbing my hands all over his hairy chest and feeling him crush me in his powerful arms. Me, rubbing his cock, which I knew from having seen my dad's was a whopper--8" at least.

Of course, fantasy is one thing and reality another. But when Sean showed up one afternoon, I was the one who answered the door. My mouth dropped open. He was looking especially hot in a pair of very tight levis, work boots, and a tank top. Hair was poking out everywhere and his muscles were shining in the sun. By this time I was sporting major wood. Fortunately, I was wearing some pretty loose jams so it didn't show too much I hoped.

"Uncle Sean," I managed to mutter, "what are you doing here?"

Sean responded by putting me in a major bearhug. "Damn Aidan, it sure is good to see you kid. My god , how you've grown."

I almost creamed at that point because I was really hard and leaking. I thought, 'maybe I could just die like this", it was so fucking perfect. "I'm 18 , Sean. I'm all grown up."

"Yeah, I can tell," he laughed. "I can feel it." And then he squeezed my ass before he let me go.

He pushed past me into the house and went in to greet the parental units. He and my dad were not the closest brothers in the world but they got on, but it was my mother who was funny. She got all gushy and super-feminine when Sean was around. I always figured that must piss my dad off a whole lot. 

Anyway, today he announced himself: "I can't stay long but I was in town making a delivery and I thought I should stop in and say hello."

"Glad you did Sean," my dad muttered, managing a smile.

"It's always good to see you, Sean," Mum gushed. I thought I was going to hurl. 

"Damn, I can't believe Ade has grown into such a big boy," Sean exclaimed. "He's out of high school ,eh? What are you going to do now Sean?"

"I'm off to university in the fall, Uncle Sean. This summer I've got to get a job and make some money."

"Oh yeah, you're gonna make a fortune working at Mickey D's," my uncle roared. "You need a job where you can make some real money."

"A job like yours, Sean," my dad asked sarcastically.

"Now Brian, you know for damned sure that I make more than you do. Just because I don't want to live in a big house in the suburbs and settle down with the wifey and kiddies doesn't mean I don't do all right."

"Well, if you're so flush, why don't you give Aidan a job?" my dad practically shouted.

"Doing what," my mum asked. "He's surely not going to drive a truck. I won't allow it."

"Like Sean would do anything for anybody but himself, " my dad crowed.

"Well, you know what, Brian. You just might be wrong this time. I think I can give him a job and he'll make a hell of a lot more money than working a minimum wage job."

"You'd give me a job, Uncle Sean?" I asked hopefully.

"How'd ya like to travel with me this summer. I need a partner. With all the hijacking and trouble on the road it's always better to have a partner along. I'll pay you a good wage and take care of your room and board."

"Seriously?" I was almost jumping up and down. "I'd love to Sean."
Anything to get away from home and out of this boring town.

" I don't know about this, Sean," my dad interjected. " I know you're a fast liver and you'll probably get him in trouble. I don't want him messed up in drugs or shit like that."

"Brian, o brother mine, your son is now a man, legally and physically, so whatever decision is made , is his. Anyway, I'll treat him like he was my very own." With this, he winked at me.

My dick was standing straight out in my shorts so I moved behind the bar so my parents wouldn't see how much I wanted to go. God, spending the whole summer with the hottest man I'd ever known. I wasn't going to turn Sean down , if I had to blast my way out of the house.

"I want to go, mum and dad. It will do me good to see the country and get some money in the process. I don't think Uncle Sean would put me in any danger."

"Then it's settled," barked Sean, slapping me on the back and letting his hand trail down to my ass (out of sight of my parents of course). "Ade will spend the summer riding cross-country with me and I'll bring him home, safe and sound, in time to start university."

"If it's what you want Aidan, I think your dad and I would have to agree, you should go," mum said. Never mind that her face was saying just the opposite.

"I'm going to be pulling out about 6 this evening, so if you can be ready by then, we'll be off on our great adventure."

"You won't need to pack much, just your shaving things and a change of clothes or two. You won't be needing them much," Sean whispered in my ear as he squeezed my ass again.

"I'll be down in 10 minutes,"I shouted as I started upstairs to pack my few things. What had Sean meant by not needing many clothes and what was up with the grab-ass? I was beginning to wonder what exactly was in store for me, but my dick already knew because it was still rock-hard as I took off my jams and replaced them with a pair of Levis so I'd look more like Sean."

Grabbing my knapsack, I ran down the stairs. Mum, Dad and Sean were sitting at the kitchen table drinking coffee. Mum was crying.

"He's a man now Liz. Let him get out and learn what it's like to be himself," Uncle Sean said kindly as he rubbed her shoulder.

I bounded into the room. "I'm packed. Let's go. I don't want to make you late."

Sean laughed. "OK, bronco bill, let' saddle up and ride!" And then he laughed uproariously. He had a great laugh.

Since Sean had taken a taxi over to the house, Dad offered to drive us back out to Sean's rig which was parked at a rest stop off the highway. After a tearful goodbye from Mum, we headed out and soon we were saying goodbye to dad too. AS I reached into the car to say a last goodbye to Dad , he handed me a wad of bills. 

"Don't piss this off on whores and drugs Aidan and give us a call from time to time."

Ten minutes and we were in Sean's rig and ready to roll. His tractor was the super-deluxe model with a sleepercab with a queen-sized bed. There was stereo, a dvd player and all kinds of shelves which I would check out later.

"Just throw your bag in the back there, Aidan," and we'll be off." Sean said and then reached over and squeezed my knee. "You're gonna look back on this summer as the best one of your life."

My dick was already looking forward to it.

For the first half hour or so , we rode in silence as Sean manoeuvred the truck through the rush hour traffic and out of the city. Then, after we picked up speed on the mostly open road, Sean looked over at me and commmanded, "Get in the back there and get your clothes off. All of them!"

"What the fuck!" I squawked. "I'm not. . "

"Oh yes, you are, if you expect to get paid. This is part of your training. Now get the hell back there and don't get back up here until you're buck naked."

Actually, I didn't mind getting naked, but I was worried about the hard, because it just wouldn't go down. Oh well, I thought, I guess he's seen hards before. Little did I know how many he'd seen.

In a couple of minutes I climbed back into the passenger seat wearing just my boxers.

Sean looked over at me crossly and shouted, " I said, everything asswipe. Get those shorts off now!"

I scrambled out of my boxers and tossed them in the back and there I sat sporting the biggest wood of my young life.

"Just like I thought, " Sean smiled. "You're ready to be trained. I can see that clearly." And he laughed and laughed.

I tried to put my hand over my cock, but all 7" were sticking straight up and touching it just made it get bigger.

"Forget about choking your chicken kid and get over here and unzip me and pull out my dick."

"What?" I cried again. "I can't do that. It wouldn't be right, Uncle Sean."

"Forget the Uncle shit, Ade and get over here, right now and pull out my hard cock or I'm gonna stop and leave you standing by the side of the road pulling your meat."

Now, as you may have guessed, there was nothing on earth that I wanted to do more than pull Uncle Sean's dick out of his pants, so after a little more feigned horror , I leaned across, unzipped Sean's jeans, and, as he raised his butt, I liberated his cock and what a cock it was. It was iron hard and about 9" long, and as big around as a beer can. I had never even imagined a dick could be that big. It was perfectly shaped, with a huge head and a thick veiny shaft and a long foreskin that completely covered the head, even now when he was so hard. His dick, like many dark-headed men, was darker than the skin around it and surrounded by a forest of thick black hair.

"Don't just fiddle with it, kid. Get your face down there and suck it. I need to get off and don't pretend you don't want to because I felt your hard dick rub against me when I hugged you. Besides, I've had your story for years. You were born a cocksucker and I'm gonna make you a world class one."

With that, he grabbed my head and forced my mouth down to his cock. He was so hard, heat was radiating off his dick. As I said earlier, I'd sucked my friend's dick a lot of times but his was only about 6" and nothing like this monster that he was forcing between my lips.

Oh well, I thought, why pretend. I've always wanted him so just relax and go with it.

I took his cock in one hand and held it as I pushed the foreskin back with my lips. The head was covered with white stuff and smelled to high-heaven. I pulled back. "I'm not going to suck that. It's rotten" I said.

"It's just cock cheese, " Sean said. "If your dad hadn't had you whittled when you were born you'd know about it. Make no mistake you're going to suck my cock, cheese and all so get to it."

So,I put my mouth back on the cheesy head of his cock and let it slide into my mouth. It didn't taste bad but god, the smell. Later I would laugh about how I could be so prissy.

"Oh yeah, that's it, kid, suck my big fat cock. It needs your hot pussy mouth on it. Wash the head off with your tongue."

I did just what he asked. Then I let the head slide into my mouth. The trouble was that Sean's head was so big that my mouth would barely stretch to accomodate it. I was straining as I forced more of his shaft into my mouth. I could feel the head hit the back of my throat and I gagged and pulled back suddenly.

"Jesus Christ, kid, mind the teeth. Put your lips over your teeth or you're going to do me some serious damage. Just suck it nice and slow. Your mouth feels so good on it."

I was trying hard because there was nothing in the world that I wanted more than to suck on Sean's beautiful dick. So, I eased up a bit and tried to get even more in my mouth but it just wouldn't go; it was too fat. 

"Work the shaft with your hand kid, and lick and suck the head. I'm so horned up that I'll blow in a couple of minutes so get ready."

Now when my friend and I sucked each other off we were careful not to cum in each other's mouth. I assumed it would be the same with Sean.

As I continued to stroke that awesome tool and suck on it like a starving man, Sean began to breath more heavily and he reached down and started pushing my head down on his dick hard and fast. Several times, I gagged when it went too far into my throat, but that didn't slow him down.

"OH shit kid, I'm gonna cum," he screamed, and then rammed my face clear down to his pubes as his dick exploded in my mouth. I could feel the cum spurting down my throat and I thought for a minute I was choking so I pulled back. I couldn't pull off completely so the last shots of cum were in my mouth. His cum was thick and ropey and hot but it tasted all right. I wondered why I hadn't tried eating my friends earlier.

Sean came like nobody I'd ever imagined. That big fat cannon of a dick just kept pumping out cum, and I just kept swallowing. I was beginning to enjoy it. I had cum running out of my mouth and dripping off my chin he was shooting so much.