The Summer Nico Becomes a Man

This story is a fantasy involving sex between a teenage boy and older men. If it is illegal for you to read it for any reason please leave now.

Chapter 2: Summer Begins (Andy)

Nico slowly opened his eyes; he was completely disorientated. Wherever he was, it was in complete darkness, but it felt familiar. Stretching out he felt the cool crispness of a duvet, he reached down underneath and absently felt his usual morning erection. He was naked but didn't remember how; he didn't remember coming to bed at all. As his eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness, he recognised that he was in his usual room at Uncle Dani's. The room was in the basement part of the house and had no natural light so was always very dark. As Nico raised his arm to rub sleep from his eyes, he felt an unfamiliar weight on his wrist, he brought his other hand to feel it and remembered the amazing watch that he'd received as a gift last night.

Nico's head was throbbing with the dull ache of a hangover as he tried to recall his evening. He remembered the party, his friends and family. He remembered being in the basement with Uncle Dani and his friends. He remembered being given the watch. And then...then it was blurrier. He raised his arms behind his head as he tried to pull more recollections into focus, he caught a waft of his usual morning musk from his hairy pits, it was not as strong as it normally was - he was hot-blooded and usually sweated in the night so often had a funky boy smell in the morning. Today though there was a soapy freshness he was picking up.

Lying back down on the bed, with his arm across his eyes, Nico tried again to drag some memories back from the previous evening. It was all such a blur, but a lovely blur, he didn't have that feeling of dread that he'd done or said something he hadn't meant to, but it was hard to remember. He closed his eyes to try to really concentrate and slowly drifted back to sleep.

He awoke with an awareness that there was a weight on the bed next to him, squinting across in the darkness he saw that there was a figure sitting up on the side of the bed.

"Alexa, turn lights to 30%".

He heard Dani command the home assistant and the room gradually became lighter as two lamps were prompted into action. Still squinting, Nico turned his head and saw Dani smiling down at him. His uncle reached over and ruffled Nico's hair,

"Morning sleeping beauty! Back in the land of the living! How are you feeling, Orsetto?"

"Urrrrrnnnnngggggggggghhhhhhh!" Nico mustered as he rubbed his eyes.

He saw that his uncle was wearing his silk robe, the one he usually wore in the morning. Navy blue with a small polka dot, it was tied tightly around Dani's waist. It was parted across Dani's chest and Nico could see the lush forest of his uncle's chest hair as his eyes swam into focus.

"Sit up and take these, little one, they'll help clear your head."

Dani handed a glass of water over to Nico as he sat up and then placed two paracetamols into his hand. Nico threw the tablets into his mouth and gulped the cool water down greedily, drinking so quickly that some spilled down his chest. Dani reached over and ruffled Nico's chest hair when the water had gathered,

"Hey slow down, little man, you'll choke - or drown!"

Placing the glass on the side table next to him, Nico flopped back down on the pillows with his arms raised and hands covering his eyes, he was still struggling to adjust to the light in the room,

"Ohhhhhh Unc...my head is swimming...I don't even remember coming to bed..."

"Ah, little man, you passed out in the snug, Josh and I got you undressed and put you into bed."

"Oh man...I'm so sorry, that's so embarrassing..."

"You have nothing to embarrassed about at all, you were a very sweet boy all night, the perfect birthday host," Dani reassured him.

Nico rolled over and hugged his uncle, pressing his face into his chest,

"Thank you so much for everything, Uncle D, it was a brilliant party and my watch...it's just amazing, I've never had anything so, so grown-up..."

"As I said last night, this was from all of us, and your Dad. And do you remember everything else about your present?"

Nico, with his head still on his Dani's chest looked up, resting his chin between Dani's furry pecs,

"Oh yeah, there was something...something about the summer but I can't..." he trailed off as he tried to recall the details.

Stroking his hair, Dani repeated what he told Nico the night before about the friends' plans for Nico's summer and how he would be spending his time.

"You'll be starting tomorrow with Andy, he will be taking you to a house in Liverpool, it's his friend's place that Andy is doing a load of work on so it will be a great opportunity to learn some of the basic tricks of the trade. He'll pick you up in the morning, you'll be staying over in a hotel for the five days. Andy's other workman will be joining mid-week so you can learn from him too.

This week, and all summer, you will be learning everything that we can teach you to get you ready for the next chapter of being a man. I know that you will find some of it hard and challenging, but I know you will do brilliantly, my little Orsetto"

Nico smiled and pressed his face back into Dani's comforting chest, the hair and the clean smell so reassuring and distinctively his uncle. Dani continued to stroke Nico's hair, then lifted his head from his chest and brought his mouth down to kiss Nico's forehead.

"Just throw yourself into everything, Orsetto, you will become the man your Papa was...and more. When your Papa was dying, he asked me to make sure you had everything you needed to become a fully rounded and accepting man. There are things that he didn't share with you when you were younger but he would have done and that's what me and his closest friends want to do in his honour. I still miss him so much but when I look at you, I still see him in you."

Looking up into his uncle's face, looking at his lips as he was talking, an image started to come back into Nico's mind. Those lips. A kiss. But not the usual peck that his uncle frequently gave him. This had been more. A proper kiss, a kiss that made him feel different. A kiss that stirred him. As the thoughts started to come back, Nico was suddenly aware that his cock was starting to stiffen. That would be embarrassing at the best of times, but he was currently pressed right against his uncle's thigh.

Oh God, this didn't need to be happening. Not now. He didn't dare move or try to adjust himself for fear of drawing attention to it. Before he had chance to think any more, his uncle acted for him, he slightly adjusted his body to turn into Nico's, this meant that Nico's hard - and naked - cock was now directly against Dani's thigh. Nico was frozen, as Dani had adjusted, Nico's head had moved onto Dani's arm. His arm was resting against Dani's strong bicep, his face was filled with the view of Dani's chest and now he could see his uncle's small brown nipples, Nico's cock was so hard, he could smell Dani's freshly showered scent. He felt Dani lift his head up to look at him again and lean down and kiss him, this time gently on his lips,

"It's OK, Orsetto, it's OK," Dani whispered. With his free hand, Dani reached over and stroked Nico's cheek tenderly, he then pulled Nico closer to him, squeezing him tightly. Dani looked down staring deep into Nico's eyes, Nico suddenly felt like his uncle was seeing him, staring into a part of him that he never had before. Nico held his breath, the intensity of the moment suddenly making everything feel bright and charged. Dani held Nico's chin in his strong hand, he tipped his head up towards him again and smiled, the smile saying so much without any words. Nico felt the love and pride radiating out from Dani, then his uncle kissed him again and stood up. Nico's eyes widened as he stared up at his uncle - standing prominently out from Dani's crotch, covered by his boxer shorts was his uncle's own very obvious hard-on. Dani smiled down at Nico,

"See, not just you, Orsetto. I think we call it morning glory!"

He threw open his silk robe, revealing his beautiful body, the crisp white boxer shorts were even more dramatic against Dani's olive skin and dark hair. The bulge in them which Dani made no effort to conceal stood out almost tauntingly from his body. With a wink he reached down again to ruffle Nico's hair and then left the room, calling after him,

"Get yourself dressed and then we'll go for brunch at one of the restaurants."

Nico groaned as his uncle left the room. What on earth was his body doing to him? There were times to get an erection and being pressed tightly against his handsome uncle whilst naked wasn't one of them. But then Dani had also been hard. In all these years, so many times when they had seen each nude, after swimming and sports, they had never seen each other hard. But now. And Dani made no effort to disguise it. Nico's mouth was dry when the image of Dani's handsome, masculine body had been presented to him.

And that kiss...there had been a shift but it felt natural and normal, he had always felt supported and protected by his dad's closest friend but now there was something else there. Something...erotic? His deep love for this most important man in his life was evolving into something which he couldn't yet comprehend. Uncle D was married, devoted to his wife and his life as a family man. But there were feelings, sensations and emotions that were building and Nico's heart was racing in a way he'd never felt before.

Enough. He needed to get a cold shower and get himself together. He noted with a pause that his clothes from last night were neatly folded on the chair at the end of the bed and when he pulled them on he detected a fresh laundry smell to them. Had they been washed and ironed? When? By who? And why? His head was still swirling as he dressed and made his way into the main house to meet Dani.

The rest of the day and evening passed in a blur. He had brunch at the restaurant with his mum and Dani's family and then spent most of the afternoon opening cards and presents and calling and texting people to thank them. Isabella was up to speed with the plans for Nico's summer, she'd clearly been well briefed by Dani. She helped him to pack for his five days away with Andy, making sure that he had plenty of his older tee-shirts, jeans and jogging bottoms that would be OK to work in and get dirty. They enjoyed a simple dinner together and Nico retired to bed early. He lay in bed with so many thoughts swirling, some apprehension about an unknown week with Andy; that he would miss his mum; fragments from the night before; a vague recollection of his feet being kissed; a glass brown bottle; Dani's lips; Josh playing with his hair...and then he drifted into a deep and restful sleep.

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Nico's mum awoke him next morning by throwing open the curtains, placing a bacon sandwich and mug of tea next to him, then kissing him on his head,

"Get your breakfast, then a shower, Andy will be here in about 45 minutes, Nico, don't be late for your first day!"

Nico sprang into action and was dressed and waiting downstairs in record time. He was wearing one of his scruffier hoodies and a pair of old jogging bottoms with some slightly battered trainers. Isabella smiled at him,

"Look at you - my little handyman! After this week, I'll never need to hire anyone for DIY again!"

Nico laughed,

"Hmmmmm, not sure about that, Mama - I might not be up to fully plumbing the whole house after a week!"

Andy announced his arrival just after 10.30 with a long and loud blast of the van's horn - he remained leaning on it until Nico hurried out of the house with his rucksack, one last hug for his mum and then he tossed his small bag into the van,

"Here he is! How's it going, fella? Let's get on the road and do this, little Risotto!"

Nico roared with laughter,

"RISOTTO? It's Orsetto that Dani calls me, you dick!"

"Orsetto? Ristotto? Both sound the same to me - and your lot love a nice risotto don't you! I'll stick to that one this week. This week you are a nice special Risotto! Now buckle up and let's go..."

The journey up to Liverpool was fun, Andy was good company. He told Nico about the week ahead, some basic plumbing jobs, some electrical and some woodwork to get stuck into. The job was for a friend of his who would be away so that they could get on with everything that needing doing as part of the renovations. Andy's other handyman, Tomasz would be joining mid-week and would focus on teaching Nico the basics of carpentry. Andy was dressed in his usual working gear, cargo shorts and large brown workmen's boots, he was wearing a vest with a checked shirt over the top of this, the sleeves of the shirt had been cut off so his intricate sleeve tattoos were fully visible.

They reached the house in a little over 90 minutes and Andy gave Nico a tour and an overview of what they would be working on over the week. They dropped off their tools and made sure everything was secure and then Andy suggested that they go for lunch and a pint before getting started in the afternoon. There was a small pub just a few minutes' walk away from the house, which was already fairly busy. Settling down in a corner with a burger and a pint, Andy grinned across at Nico as he dipped a chip into some ketchup,

"So, Mr, how was your birthday for you? Did you have a good time?"

"Oh man, it was so good, I had the best time...well, what I can remember anyway!" Nico laughed.

"Oh yeah, you seemed to be having a good one. It's always chill in Dani's basement, and you were definitely relaxing!"

"Oh God, I know. Uncle D said he had to put me to bed. I was wasted!"

"You were, but you were fine, you were obviously just knackered after a full-on session! You seemed to enjoy the poppers too!"

"Poppers? What do you mean?"

"Don't you remember, you had a few good sniffs. The little bottle? Sniffing them in and holding your breath?"

"Ahhhhhh...yeah...I think I do kind of, now you say it...yes, I remember the weird feeling now. What are they, though?"

"Oh, they're just a bit of fun, poppers, always help you relax and loosen you up when you've got a nice drink buzz on. I love 'em, they really bliss me out. Not everyone does, gives some people a poppers' headache, but if you've got your horn on, there's nothing better!"

Vague images were floating back into Nico's mind as he took a swig of his lager. He smiled faintly across at Andy, Andy was staring back with a grin, holding Nico's gaze. Nico looked down to Andy's mouth. Something about it. The lips. Andy's tongue grazed slowly over his mouth as he sipped on his own pint. That devilish smile widening,

"Yeah, you seemed to enjoy them, buddy. You seemed to be enjoying a lot of new things that night..."

Nico raised his eyebrow quizzically,

"What do you mean?"

"Oh you know, hanging out with the guys, relaxing...you know what I mean."

Nico looked at Andy, the smile, the intense blue eyes sparkling, the tattoos, the small tuft of hair sprouting from between his pecs, visible above the low neckline of his vest. Andy sat slightly back on his stool, his hairy, sturdy legs pressing against Nico. He reached up and scratched the back of his shaved head, all the time holding his gaze on Nico. As he reached back it showed his armpit, visible through the cut off sleeve of his shirt, it was the densest thicket of hair Nico had ever seen under an arm, thick and soft-looking and slightly damp with sweat. Nico realised that he was staring at it, he blinked and returned his eyes to Andy's,

"Right, drink up, Risotto, we've got work to do", Andy downed the rest of his pint and punched Nico gently on his shoulder.

The afternoon went past quickly, there was a lot to take in. Andy showed Nico his plan for the week where the various jobs were detailed. The first job for the afternoon was in the bathroom, un-plumbing and removing the old bath. Andy, after turning off the mains water supply, went through in detail the steps that were needed, then he lay on his back, with Nico holding a torch to shine underneath the bath. As Andy reached around to the pipes attached to the bath taps, Nico took in his recumbent form. He had removed his checked shirt and was now just in his grubby vest and cargo shorts; those big bushy armpits were visible, and his large biceps bulged and strained as he unscrewed years' old rusted pipework. As he stretched back his vest rode up from his waist band showing a flat, hard hairy stomach, a wide furry treasure trail disappearing beneath his shorts. His thick legs were parted, with his large work boots firmly planted on the tiled floor, those hairy calves were knotted with veins - he was such a sturdy, solid unit of a man.

"Oi, daydreamer, torch up!" Andy yelled.

Nico's appraisal of Andy had distracted him and he'd let the torch drift downwards,

"Sorry man...I was just...erm...yeah...anyway, so it's anticlockwise on that pipe, yeah?" Nico stammered his recovery.

The rest of the time passed without much incident, apart from one moment when Andy, in demonstrating how to tighten a nut, reached around Nico and held his hands in his, wrapping Nico in a kind of bear hug as he demonstrated the correct way to hold the adjustable spanner. His warm breath in Nico's ear as he explained, and the feel of his legs wrapped around Nico's kneeling position gave Nico a weird tingle of something he wasn't used to feeling.

By five o'clock they were done for their first afternoon, a quick round up from Andy and instructions on how to make sure tools were secured safely and then they locked up. Andy had already mentioned that they were staying at a small hotel a couple of minutes' drive from the house, a Travelodge which was tucked off a lay-by next to a busy dual carriageway. Andy checked them in - they would be sharing a room - and he said they would drop their bags off, then go down to the bar for drinks and some food.

Nico noted as they threw their bags into the room that there was only one bed in the room, they weren't twin beds but it was a very large king-sized one. This didn't particularly faze Nico, he'd been on enough football holidays and shared beds with teammates that this wasn't something to stress over. He heard Andy releasing a torrent of piss as he used the toilet with the bathroom door open - he pissed like a racehorse, a seemingly never-ending stream,

"Right, let's go, fella - there's a pint with my name on it down there!"

The bar area was fairly quiet to begin with, a couple of businessmen and a small group of workmen. As the night went on, it filled with more, it was clear that this was favoured by workmen, presumably also working away from home. Andy was a quick drinker and Nico was struggling to keep pace with his pints, after three he moved onto bottled lager so he wasn't having to drink so much liquid. After 5 drinks and some dinner, Nico's head was starting to feel its familiar buzz. Again, Andy was good company, sharing funny stories about different jobs and customers; the bar was busy and noisy now and Nico had to lean in closely to hear Andy above the racket. Andy was a tactile drunk and squeezed Nico's shoulder and knee as he emphasised particular parts of his amusing tales. His legs continued to press against Nico's as they were squeezed into a corner as more and more people sat around them. By ten o'clock, both of them had had plenty to drink and Andy suggested that they call it a night,

"Let's take these two up to the room and finish off up there, Risotto, I can hardly hear myself think down here."

The two of them slightly swayed through the bar, Andy placing his arm around Nico's shoulders as they waited for the lift to take them to their room. They crashed into the room and Andy tossed his checked shirt on the floor, he launched himself onto the bed and flopped with a thud, his arms stretched up behind his head and his eyes closed. Nico took in the sight, once again Andy's vest was pulled up, exposing his furry stomach. His thick furry pits, now even more matted with sweat were drawing Nico's eyes to them,