It was late at night; brushing my teeth while my dad was watching TV in the living room. Most nights were quiet because we didn't talk to each other: all you could hear were crickets and some football game on the TV.
That boring atmosphere was interrupted by a loud knock on the door. My dad got up to open it.
-HEYYY!! - a deep masculine voice screamed happily. I hadn't even finished brushing my teeth when I walked downstairs to see who that was.
-Mike??? Wh-what are you doing here? - my dad said surprised.
-Well, with Amy gone, I thought, why not bring a six-pack to watch the game with little Jack- they both laughed a little too hard.
-Nice! But hey let's go outside firs-
-Yeah yeah, but where's James?? I wanna see my nephew- the man who was knocking came inside, he was holding the beer on one hand and his phone with the other.
-James, uhh this is your uncle... Mike, do you remember him?-
-Jimmyyyyyy how've you been! - Mike was leaning in for a hug and as he got closer I got a good look at his face. His face was familiar... from the worst place imaginable.
How could I forget Bigdick8in from grindr, his face was exactly the same, strong jaw, green eyes, pointy nose, beautiful eyebrows, clean shaven. Even the Dallas Cowboys cap was the same from the picture.
As he was hugging me, my toothbrush fell, splashing his shirt with toothpaste.
-Hahah oh no! It's okay don't worry- He put the beer on the counter and took some napkins to clean himself.
-It's not like you don't have experience getting your shirt dirty with white stuff huh? HAHAH- what? What does that mean? Does dad know he's gay?
-HEY don't you start! Hahah- my mouth couldn't close from how shocked I was. Bigdick8in was my uncle. For a moment, it felt like I was having a nightmare, the pics we sent to each other were flashing in my mind. But the worst picture sent was the one where...
I showed him my face.
My uncle was looking at me with a smile, hands on his waist - Wow it's been ages since I last saw you, you were a little kid and now you're like, what? 20? - I cleaned the toothpaste from my face and swallowed what was left.
-uh huh- eye contact was on hard mode; I just couldn't be in the same room as him without feeling so confused and criminal.
He grabbed me by my shoulders and shook me a little, our faces way closer than I would like.
-So, how's school? Jack told me you were studying computer engineering, is it hard? - as he finished that sentence, he leaned back crossing his arms tightly, the light hit him in a way that accentuated his muscles and veins, it made me remember why I talked to him on grindr.
-v-very hard- and so was my cock.
Embarrassing myself in front of them with my boner was not an option, so I backed away.
-Umm speaking of, I have a lot of homework left to do so... yeah, nice... meeting you-
Did they notice the bulge? My hands were shaking and my face was getting hotter as I got up the stairs. Locked the door of my room and sat on my bed. Not knowing what to do, an urge came upon me; to check our grindr messages.
I grabbed my phone and started scrolling through the chat to see exactly the gravity of the situation. It was just as bad as I thought. Fortunately, we hadn't talked recently, last message was a month ago, in grindr days that's pretty much ghosting. For a moment, there was hope he didn't even recognize me, maybe we could put this all behind us. But then...
You received a tap.
I checked to see who it was just out of habit. It was obviously him. I rolled my eyes harder than ever and flopped on my bed. I didn't even want to return the tap, I just turned off my phone and closed my eyes.
The next day, I completely forgot about the whole thing right after waking up, but something refreshed my memory: I walked downstairs and there he was, making breakfast with my dad in the kitchen. Why is Mike, my uncle, still here? Wasn't he here just to watch the game and get wasted with my dad?
-Hey buddy, are you in the mood for some fried sausage and eggs? - my dad said while holding a giant kitchen knife.
