UNCLE'S CARE

The sun hung lazily in the afternoon sky as Darwin made his way to Jason’s house, a familiar routine etched into his weekly schedule. It was just another ordinary day—or so he thought. Darwin, an 18-year-old with a shy demeanor and a penchant for staying in his comfort zone, had grown accustomed to spending his afternoons at Jason’s place. They’d play video games, watch movies, or occasionally crack open their textbooks to study. It was a safe space for Darwin, a place where he could be himself without the pressure of social expectations. But today, things were about to take an unexpected turn.

Jason’s house was a cozy two-story home nestled in a quiet suburban neighborhood. The air smelled faintly of freshly cut grass, and the sound of distant lawnmowers hummed in the background. Darwin knocked on the door, his heart pounding softly in his chest. He wasn’t nervous about seeing Jason—they were practically brothers at this point—but the thought of Tanner being there made his stomach twist. Tanner, Jason’s 40-year-old uncle, was a regular visitor to the house. He was tall, muscular, and exuded a raw, manly charm that made Darwin’s cheeks flush whenever their eyes met.

The door swung open, and Jason greeted him with a grin. “Hey, Darwin! Come on in. Tanner’s here too, by the way.” Darwin nodded, forcing a smile as he stepped inside. The house was cool and dim, a welcome respite from the summer heat. Tanner was sitting on the couch, his broad shoulders filling the space as he flipped through a magazine. He looked up, his deep brown eyes locking onto Darwin’s for a fleeting moment before he nodded a silent greeting. Darwin’s heart skipped a beat.

The afternoon unfolded as usual. Jason and Darwin settled into their routine, controllers in hand as they dove into a multiplayer game. Tanner sat nearby, occasionally chiming in with a comment or a laugh. His presence was both comforting and unnerving for Darwin. He couldn’t help but steal glances at Tanner’s muscular arms, the way his shirt clung to his chest, or the faint scent of his cologne that lingered in the air. It was a musky, manly aroma that Darwin found intoxicating.

A few hours passed before Jason announced he had to leave. “I ordered some stuff online, and I need to pick it up. Shouldn’t take more than an hour or two. You guys can hang out here, right?” Darwin nodded, his throat dry. Alone with Tanner. The thought sent a mix of excitement and dread through him.

As soon as the door clicked shut behind Jason, the room felt heavier, the silence more pronounced. Tanner set his magazine aside and turned to Darwin, his expression unreadable. “So… what do you usually do when Jason’s not around?” His voice was deep and steady, like a rumble of distant thunder.

Darwin shrugged, picking at the hem of his sleeve. “I don’t know. Play games, I guess.”

Tanner chuckled, a low, warm sound that made Darwin’s skin tingle. “You’re pretty quiet, aren’t you?”

“I guess,” Darwin mumbled, avoiding eye contact.

Tanner leaned forward, his elbows resting on his knees. “You know, I’ve always thought you were a cool kid. You just keep to yourself a lot.”

Darwin’s cheeks flushed. “I’m not really good at talking to people.”

“That’s okay,” Tanner said, his tone gentle. “Sometimes it’s nice to just… be.” He paused, studying Darwin intently. “You ever want to talk about anything, though, I’m here.”

The words caught Darwin off guard. Before he could stop himself, he blurted out, “I… I like you.” The confession slipped from his lips like a secret he’d been holding onto for too long. His face burned with embarrassment, and he immediately looked away, wishing he could take the words back.

Tanner was silent for a moment, his expression unreadable. Then, slowly, a smile spread across his face. “Well, that’s… unexpected. But I appreciate it, Darwin. Really.”

Darwin’s heart pounded in his chest. He hadn’t meant to say it like that. He hadn’t meant to say it at all. But now that it was out there, he felt a strange sense of relief, as if a weight had been lifted.

Tanner stood up, his tall frame casting a shadow over Darwin. “You know, I’ve always noticed how you look at me. Like… there’s something you want to say but can’t.” He paused, his eyes narrowing slightly. “What is it, Darwin? What do you want?”

Darwin’s breath hitched. He couldn’t bring himself to say it. Not directly. But Tanner seemed to sense his unspoken desire. He sat down next to Darwin on the couch, close enough that their thighs brushed against each other. Darwin’s heart raced, his body tense with anticipation.

“You’ve been staring at my armpits, haven’t you?” Tanner murmured, his voice low and teasing. Darwin’s eyes widened, and he shook his head vigorously, but Tanner just laughed. “It’s okay. I don’t mind. In fact…” He lifted his arm, bringing his hand to his face and inhaling deeply. “I haven’t showered today. I’ve been working out. Bet I smell pretty ripe.”

Darwin’s mouth went dry. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from Tanner’s armpit, visible through the sleeve of his shirt. It was hairy, the dark follicles glistening with a sheen of sweat. The scent wafted toward him—musky, earthy, undeniably masculine. It was everything Darwin had imagined and more.

“Want to smell it?” Tanner asked, his voice a whisper.

Darwin nodded, his throat too tight to speak. Tanner leaned closer, his arm extending toward Darwin. “Go on. Take a whiff.”

Darwin hesitated for only a moment before leaning in. The scent hit him like a wave—strong, pungent, and intoxicating. He closed his eyes, inhaling deeply, letting the aroma fill his senses. It was raw, primal, and it sent a jolt of desire straight to his core.

“Like it?” Tanner asked, his breath warm against Darwin’s ear.

Darwin nodded, his voice barely a whisper. “Yeah.”

Tanner’s hand moved to Darwin’s shoulder, squeezing gently. “Good. Because I’ve been wanting to do this for a while.” Before Darwin could process what was happening, Tanner’s lips were on his, pressing firmly. The kiss was hungry, demanding, and Darwin found himself responding instinctively, his hands clutching at Tanner’s shirt.

Tanner pulled back slightly, his eyes dark with desire. “You want more, don’t you?”

Darwin nodded, his cheeks flushed. “Yes.”

Tanner smirked, his hand sliding down to Darwin’s belt. “Then let’s see how much you really want it.” With deft fingers, he undid Darwin’s pants, pulling them down along with his boxers. Darwin’s cock sprang free, hard and throbbing, and Tanner’s eyes flickered down to it with a hungry glint.

“You’re so hard for me,” Tanner murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction. “But first… there’s something else I want you to smell.” He stood up, unbuttoning his own pants and pulling them down to reveal a pair of tight boxer briefs. The fabric was strained against his bulge, and Darwin’s mouth watered at the sight.

Tanner hooked his thumbs into the waistband and slowly pulled them down, revealing his cock. It was thick and uncut, the head glistening with pre-cum. But what caught Darwin’s attention was the patch of dark hair surrounding it, the same musky scent he’d come to crave.

“Smell it,” Tanner commanded, his voice firm.

Darwin leaned forward, his nose hovering over Tanner’s cock. The scent was even stronger here—a heady mix of sweat, musk, and something uniquely Tanner. He inhaled deeply, his eyes fluttering closed as the aroma overwhelmed him.

“Lick it,” Tanner growled, his hand tangling in Darwin’s hair.

Darwin hesitated for only a moment before obeying. His tongue darted out, tracing the length of Tanner’s shaft. The taste was salty, bitter, and utterly addictive. Tanner groaned, his hips bucking slightly as Darwin’s mouth enveloped him.

Darwin took his time, savoring every inch of Tanner’s cock. He swirled his tongue around the head, lapping up the pre-cum before taking him deeper into his mouth. Tanner’s hands gripped his hair, guiding him, his breaths coming in ragged gasps.

“Fuck, Darwin… you’re so good,” Tanner muttered, his voice hoarse. “Suck it. Suck my cock like you’ve been dying to.”

Darwin did as he was told, bobbing his head up and down, his lips tight around Tanner’s thickness. He hummed in pleasure, the vibrations sending Tanner over the edge. “Shit… I’m close,” Tanner warned, his body tensing.

Darwin didn’t stop. He wanted to taste Tanner’s cum, to feel it fill his mouth. And then, with a guttural groan, Tanner came, his cock pulsing as he spilled his load down Darwin’s throat. Darwin swallowed greedily, his eyes closing in bliss as the warm, bitter liquid coated his tongue.

Tanner’s body went slack, his hand gently pulling Darwin away from his softening cock. “That was… incredible,” he panted, his chest heaving.

Darwin sat back, his face flushed, his heart still racing. He felt a strange mix of satisfaction and embarrassment, but Tanner’s smile put him at ease.

“You’re something else, Darwin,” Tanner said, his voice soft. “And I’m glad you finally told me how you feel.”

Darwin smiled shyly, his cheeks still warm. “Me too.”

As they sat there, the silence between them comfortable and charged, Darwin knew this was just the beginning. The afternoon had started as just another ordinary day, but it had turned into something extraordinary—something he’d never forget. And as Tanner’s hand found his, lacing their fingers together, Darwin realized that sometimes, the best moments in life are the ones you never see coming.

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