Chapter 2

Juan Escobedo was going to the Naval Academy. He had graduated high school. He had good grades. He was an athlete, playing offensive tackle for the football team. He had even planned to walk on the Navy’s football team. However, there was something bigger than football that he cared about and loved.

“Good morning, Juan,” Juan’s aunt (or “Titi” as him and others liked to call her. “Titi” was another word for “Tia” which is aunt in Spanish) said. She softly rubbed her hands on his broad shoulders.

“Morning, Titi,” Juan said, while eating bacon and eggs sloppily. He got slapped across the head.

“Pinche chico sucio! Wipe your damn mouth! How many times do I have to tell you that shit?” His aunt, Isa said harshly, but with love. Isa was a foul-mouthed Puerto Rican who migrated to New York. Men went wild for her. Isa had a slim, model-type figure with a beautiful face.

Juan looked in her eyes and began to get lost in them. He was going to miss her. They say “the eyes are the windows to the soul.” When he looked in them, he remembered all the things they went through together.

“Oh, what am I going to do without you, sobrino?”

Juan thought: ‘I was thinking the same thing, Titi.’

“Morning, babe,” Isa’s fiancé and Juan’s soon-to-be-uncle, Derek said. Derek began to make out with Isa with short kisses. Derek was very much an advocate of public displays of affection. However, Juan noticed some things recently around the house after their secret encounter.

“‘Sup, Unc?” Said Juan.

“At ease, soldier. Haha.”

The previous night...

His bedroom was right next to theirs. He could hear the groans and moans going on the way to their bedroom. Derek, not caring who was in the house and in the heat of the moment, was not good at being quiet. Juan feigned sleep that night. His eighteen-year-old curiosity got the best of him. Juan was already rock hard. He crept “Mission Impossible” style to their door, ensuring not to make any noise. Derek left their bedroom door slightly open, to Juan’s mild surprise.

“Fuck, I want you...”

Juan heard.

“You want this pussy?” She said, in a sexy tone. Juan was not used to that side of her. He liked it. Juan was wearing basketball shorts which accented his erection and a shirt from his high school alma mater. He peered in for a short second, reached in his pants, and started jerking.

When he heard moaning from her, Juan quickly peered in. Derek was fucking her in doggy-style. Derek was grabbing her hair, in total control. Her head jerked upward. In that quick moment, a smirk got on her face. Isa moaned seemingly more:

“Ughhh, ughhh ... fuck me, baby. Fuck me, baby. Fuck this pussy, papi.”

It did not take long for Juan to climax.

“Yeah, Titi, yeah ... fuck this dick...” He shot his seed. “Shit,” He then realized where he was. He quickly went back to bed and went to sleep.

Present-day...

“You ready, soldier?” Derek said.

“You’re dropping me off at the airport?” Juan questioned.

“Yeah. Your aunt has to work.”

“Can I at least say bye to her?” Juan said.

“Go ahead. I’ll wait in the car.”

Juan walked to her slowly.

“Sobrino, call me when you get there, sabes que?”

“I will,” Juan said, nodding.

“And don’t get caught up in those cochinas over there, all right?”

“I won’t,” Juan nodded again with a smile.

“I love you, Juanito,” Isa kissed him on the forehead.

Juan kissed his aunt on her pouty lips and said:

“Te amo, Titi.”

Juan picked up his bags and left. This would be the last time they would see each other for a few months.

A few months later...

After Juanito settled in the Naval Academy, he did, in fact, walk on the football team as a lineman. He would also lose a lot of that weight from high school from training. He thought about his aunt and uncle-to-be. He wondered if Derek actually knew. His phone rung. It was Isa. He forgot to call her that day.

“Shit,” He cursed.

“Juanito.”

“Titi. I can explain. I had practice...” Juan got interrupted that day.

“I don’t ... wait, what?” Isa said.

“Yeah. Football practice. I made it as a walk on.”

“Oh, Juanito! Mi sobrino! You better get me tickets!” Isa said.

“But, you don’t know anything about football though...”

“Shut up, “ Isa laughed. “You could teach me.”

“I wanted to tell Derek first. Where is he?”

The shower door of the dorm opened. As Isa was on FaceTime, Juan noticed a different expression on her face.

“About that...”

He thought to himself: ‘This might not be good... ‘

His roommate came in. “Hey, Juan, I gotta ask you something.”

“What?” Juan said to his roommate.

“I guess I’ll get straight to it. Were you jacking off last night?”

Isa had a clear look at both boys. One was naked, one was her handsome, well-built nephew, wearing a muscle shirt and his Naval Academy shorts. She caught herself getting turned on by looking at their bodies.

“What...” Juan stood up immediately and looked behind him. “Oh shit. Put some clothes on, man!” Juan said to his roommates. He could see his aunt’s breasts peek through. He felt his erection grow. ‘Shit,’ He said to himself.

“Hello, sailor!” She quipped. “This is just a secret between you and me ... but ... are all of you like that?”

Juan shook his head, smiling.

“I don’t know,” Juan said laughing. “You’re a trip, you know that, right? So, about Derek...”