Two days after Chason was told that Wayne and Jim (Chason's father) were long time lovers, Chason was all fucked up. He really thought he was in love with Wayne but also loved sucking his father's cock and being fucked by him. He called work and got two weeks off; packed a bag and drove off to visit his uncle in Maine after he a placed a letter on Jim's bed.
With traffic being light it only took Chason ten hours to reach his uncle's house in the deep woods of Maine. His uncle Pete owned a logging company and is Jim's younger brother. He hasn't seen Chason in over ten years but is thrilled to have a family member come to visit for a week or two.
Pete told his foreman to run the show for the next two weeks when he got to work on the morning of Chason's first day of his visit.
"Who's coming to see you?" The foreman asked.
"My brother's kid. Needs to get away for a week or two," Pete said. "Call me if things go to shit city."
"Not a problem."
Pete left what they called an office and went home to his one -bedroom log cabin home. The kitchen was of good size with a table to sit six people. A laundry room was off the kitchen next to a small porch leading to the outdoors. A large fireplace graced the outside wall of a large living room with sofa, recliner and large screen television. The one bathroom housed a soaking tub and large wall-in shower, a shitter and sink. The bedroom had two dressers, two walk-in closets and a queen -sized bed. It took Pete less than an hour to clean the house. He got the BBQ grill ready for a meal for Chason when got in.
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Chason driving down a gravel road to Pete's house he tried to remember what he looked like. Younger than his dad and a bit smaller. Maybe only sixty-nine inches tall but with large muscles. He didn't know if Pete was married or even had any kids. Just at six in the evening Chason parked next to Pete's pick-up truck. Pete was right there to greet him having seen his car on the security camera when Chason made the last bend to the house.
