He tries to run for it... unsuccessfully

"Oh fuck this." I thought. And without any warning, I threw my suitcase to the side, turned back around, and sprinted in the opposite direction. There was NO WAY I was gonna spend a week naked with my uncle. But before I could even make it out of the boathouse, he quickly grappled me, stopping my escape.

He managed to pull my shirt off and over my head before I could even process what was happening. I then began to struggle, kicking my legs furiously, but he managed to RIP MY BASKETBALL SHORTS OFF! Panic coursed through my body at the sound of the ripping fabric, before the two pieces of my shorts fell to the ground. I was now left in a pair of slightly too small white briefs, being held tightly by my uncle.

I was embarrassed beyond belief. This could not be happening. But despite my embarrassment and fear, my body began to react in the opposite way. The strong physical contact of my uncle holding and stripping my almost naked body began to have an affect on my body, as to my horror, I start to feel a stirring in my groin. "Oh god not now!" I thought.

At this point, my uncle reached down, grabbing hold of my briefs. While still holding onto me from behind, and using one of his arms to restrain mine, he couldn't see exactly where he was grabbing, and ended up landing his hand right on my crotch, grabbing it in an attemp to tear my underwear off. At this contact, my dick immediately spring up into a full erection, throbbing in his hand.

Suddenly realzing what he was feeling, Uncle John began to burst out laughing, stopping his attemp to tear my underwear off for a moment, yet still holding onto my incredibly hardened package, straining to get out of its tight confines. My face burned as red as it possibly could, as my hard on continued to throb in his hand. While my humiliation was immeasurable, I can't remember any time I had ever been harder than this.

"See Mark!" Uncle John exclaimed through his laughter. "Your body is loving this! I know you will too, just try it!" And with that, He managed to yank my briefs all the way down my legs, and out from under my ankles, leaving me completely and utterly naked.

Dropping to the floor after he released me with an "Omph!" I looked up to see him grabbing up my clothes and suitcase, before carrying them over to a large safe in the boathouse, before tossing them in, and locking the safe with a click. I now had no clothes, no possessions, nothing! Just like he said, I had no ties to civilization. Nothing to my name. Just a primal, naked man.

With a sigh of relief, and a chuckle, he turned back around, walking towards me. I could barely get any words out, unable to process what happened. "Oh man you really did put up a fight. Reminds me of me back in the old days. And look at you! Naked as the day you were born! See? It's not so bad."

With that statement, reality set in, and I quickly covered my erection with my hands, an action that failed miserably as I realized that I couldn't cover my long and now hardened penis under my hands. "W-why do I have to be naked!? And why do you still get clothes!?" I stuttered out. "Son, it's tradition! The clothed father-well-uncle in this circumstance, and the naked young man!" He chuckled, clearly enjoying my naked predicament. "Now come on, get up " he offered, reaching a hand down to me. Removing one hand from my hardened member, I took it, and he pulled me up onto my feet, before I returned my hand to my crotch.

Suddenly, he spanked me hard in the rear, sending shockwaves of pain through my ass, and causing my dick to twitch. "Come on now, let's get moving!" He proclaimed, walking towards the boat. I followed, completely and utterly humiliated.

Hopping up onto the boat, he looked down at me, a smug grin on his face. "Oh, and a word of advice: It would probably be a good idea to stop covering your woody with your hands. Trust me, your hands are only gonna make that thing harder, and I'm assuming you don't want any accidents occurring, do you?" My mouth dropped open in shock as he once again laughed.

While not wanting to, he did have a point. Reluctantly, I removed my hands from clutching my hardened penis, allowing it to spring up, curving upwards at an elevated angle. "There we go! Trust me. Accidentally cumming in front of your grandfather was probably the most humiliating thing to ever happen to me back then. I'm just lookin out for ya, not that I'd mind if you did shoot yer load." He said with a playful expression.

I just sighed, giving up, before hopping on the boat. And with the sound of the engine revving, we sped off towards the lakehouse, my dick throbbing the whole way there.