Page 16 of Say Uncle

We drove around for a while, grabbed a couple of slushies from the gas station, made small talk, and fought over my radio. But the entire time, I was burning a hole through my tongue from keeping silent. I couldn’t take it another second, I had to blurt that shit out.

“What’s with the Daddy shit? And you being a good boy? Are you into that kinky shit?”

Nicky blushed again, something that was becoming a common trait of his when put on the spot, but then he shrugged, chewing on his bottom lip. “What if I am?”

“I don’t get it,” I said, shaking my head. “Why? What do you get out of that?”

“I don’t know. It’s pretty simple, really. I’m not good at being responsible and dealing with all that grown-up stuff. This way, I just get to be me, to focus on school and have fun, and my Daddy takes care of all the rest of that stuff.”

As I chewed that over, he added, “People suck. Most people,” he amended, shooting me a quick look. “I’d rather spend time with my books or in the water with the fish.”

“I get that.”People do suck. I thought of my long list.

“Also, when he calls me his good little boy, I get a boner. I can’t help it,” he giggled. “And when he rewards me? I love that shit.”

“Rewards you with what?”

“I don’t know, anything really. Ice cream, a new stuffed animal, lunch at the Shuckin’ Shack. Orgasms,” he added, giggling again.

What the hell was wrong with me? His giggling was actually growing on me. It was kind of cute, actually. “I guess I can see the upside to that. Being an adult sucks. It’s stressful and disappointing.”

“Maybe you should look for a guy who likes to be in charge and take care of all that stuff for you.”

“Yeah, no. I don’t like having people tell me what to do.”

“That’s ‘cause you’re a total bad boy,” Nicky smirked. “But if it was someone you liked, someone youreallyliked, maybe being told what to do wouldn’t be so bad.” He wiggled his eyebrows like he was implying some secret.

Everything he did, he did absurdly, and overdramatically. I guessed it was part of his charm.

“Do you know who’s really good at taking charge and telling people what to do?”

I raised my eyebrows, waiting for him to impart his secret.

“Sam.”

I choked on my next breath. “Go figure. I hadn’t noticed his bossiness.”

“I’m telling you, he might be just what you need.”

“Are you fucking high? I think you’ve ingested too much sugar from thatSlurpee.” He laughed again, and I shook my head, smiling with him. “Sam is my uncle.”

“Step-uncle by marriage,” Nicky corrected.

“Either way, it’s fucking weird. Plus, he’s twice my age.”

“So what? So is Cass; it’s no biggie. In fact, it’s hot.”

“You think?” I asked disbelievingly.

“You don’t think so?”

“I don’t know. I can’t get past the fact that he’s my uncle.” I couldn’t deny that hewashot, though. Smoking fucking hot. And his know-it-all, take-charge attitude sometimes turned me on,kind of. Not that I would admit that out loud. “So Cass is your Daddy and Sam is your… Uncle?”

“I’m telling you, I get boners. I can’t help it.” Nicky shrugged.

What a little fucking horny freak. I had a feeling he was right though, because I was starting to get a semi just thinking about it.

“So, is Sam…”

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