A few hour passed before finally Jeff heard someone walk upstairs, by the weight coming down on the stairs he could tell it wasn't his mom or brother.
The Door swings open and in stepped his uncle, wearing some old worn down sneakers, jeans and a shirt. Jim was always a bear of a guy.. a real man.. lots of body hair and he was quite beefy.
he looked down on the floor and spotted his beloved gumboots he left here by accident last fishing trip. `oh there you 2 are` he said to nobody, tossing his heavy bag on the bed and grabbing Jeff in his fingers.
Jeff panicked a bit, realizing he could smell his uncles strong musky feet already and those sneakers where not even of yet!. This was a stupid idea, why didn't he just change himself into a fishing rod or a hat.. gulping as Jim took one of his old sneakers off and started sliding his dark sock down into Jeff's mouth.
Jeff wiggled faintly, able to feel, smell and even taste his uncles sweat and musk. Jim seemed to be happy to have his gumboots back after such a long time. wiggling his toes inside as he pulled on Jeff's laces and tied him closed.
Jeff cursed at himself for having this stupid plan. he always liked his uncle... but not enough to having his sweaty feet all the time in his face. he gulped feeling the other socked foot enter his ass and being tied close.
Jim smiled and stood up, the weight of him pressing down into Jeff who was able to handle the weight. "gotta walk these in a bit today. they are a little stiff" he heard as his uncle started to unpack and headed downstairs after that.
Well at least he would be joining his dad and uncle on the fishing trip tomorrow Jeff thought.