Jamie and his Dad arrived at the family cabin very late last night. As soon as they got in, Jamie went to bed. This morning, after sleeping in, he was trying to get into the spirit. These two weeks of hiking, swimming, and spending quality time with his family were something he looked forward to every year.
This year was a bit different, though. After his boyfriend had tried and failed to take Jamie’s cock, he dumped Jamie, saying he was too big. Then everyone at school found out. Prom had been a nightmare; all the other gay guys told him he was too big and he’d die a virgin.
Jamie had confided in his grandfather about it; they had always been close. All he had expected was some words of encouragement and hope, not that the man would sink down on his knees and give his grandson his first blowjob. Which is why he was a little anxious about this family vacation. Would they get a chance to do it again? To do more?
Heading downstairs in pajama pants and a t-shirt for coffee, Jamie pulled up shorts when he got to the kitchen. His daddy and uncle were chatting by the coffee maker, looking out over the lake. Grandpa was just taking a plate of breakfast to the table. His brother was washing dishes. It would have been very normal, except they were wearing nothing more than jockstraps. As he looked closer, he noticed that each of them had the same waistband that proclaimed, “Jamie’s Slut”. Every single one of these hot, fit, muscular men was wearing one of these “Jamie’s Slut” jockstraps, and he wanted to pass out.
"Good morning? What's uh," Jamie waves uncertainly at everyone else. "all this?"