Date: Mon, 01 Jan 2007 10:47:46 +0000
From: Shaved Smooth <shaved_smooth@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Dad's Brother - Part 1

I was 16 when Dad's younger brother started staying with us. He had a
contract in the area, so stayed with us 4 days a week. It was just Dad and I
in the house, so we each had a floor to ourselves; Dad on the first floor
and me on the 2nd. The only drawback with Uncle Dave coming was that he
slept in the spare room on my floor and we had to share a bathroom. But Dave
was good company and I appreciated his presence on the evenings when Dad had
to work the night shift and didn't come in till the early hours of the
morning.

The morning after Dave first arrived I went to use the bathroom and bumped
into Uncle Dave coming out. I'd go a towel wrapped firmly around me; I was a
little embarrassed at sharing with him. Dave was naked, his towel around his
shoulders. He seemed perfectly unembarrassed at my seeing him and stopped to
talk, checking what time I used the bathroom.

I couldn't help stare at his cock. He seemed to know I was doing so but it
didn't bother him. Dave couldn't have been more different from Dad. Dad was
a bulky bloke, with lots of dark brown hair on his body. Dave was tall and
slim, with a toned body, smooth brown skin and just a sprinkling of brown,
trimmed pubes over his thick, uncut cock; I guessed he shaved his balls as
they seemed smooth.

I wondered whether my seeing his cock had been an accident and that, once
he'd got used to sharing with someone else he'd cover up. I hoped not. I
found out that evening as we were getting ready for bed.

It was pretty late, Dad, Dave and I had been up talking, catching up. As I
was stripping off, someone knocked at the door and Dave called my name.
Quickly, I stripped off my briefs and opened the door naked. Dave was stood
there, also naked, a towel in his hand.

"Look, neither or us is used to sharing a bathroom and I tend to wander
around like this at home"

He was leaning against the door post and waved his hand towards his naked
cock. This time his fore-skin was beginning to pull back and I could see the
dark skin of his cock head and his piss slit.

"Hell, I don't even possess any pyjamas, I sleep naked. So I thought I'd
better check that you are comfortable, but I guess you are."

"Sure, Uncle Dave, as long as you don't mind me wandering round like it as
well."

Dave grinned.

"I sure don't. Well, good night then".

He turned and left, but not before he'd got a good look at my cock. I'm only
16 but my cock is pretty impressive. Not as thick as Dave's, but a good 6
inches in length. I keep myself trim. But I'm not even as hairy as Dave,
just a light sprinkling of light brown pubes. Just wish I was a bit hairier,
though not as hairy as Dad. I wondered whether Dad was like Dave and had an
impressive cock. I'd never seen him naked and had no idea about the size of
his equipment.

Usually I slept in pyjama bottoms or a t-shirt, but that night I slept
naked. If Uncle Dave did it then so could I. It felt good. As I fell asleep
I fantasised about Uncle Dave's cock.

Over the next week or so, Dave and I saw a lot of each other naked. I grew
to rather like it. A couple of times, early in the morning, he appeared with
his morning woody. He seemed entirely unembarrassed that I caught a glimpse
of his impressive erect cock. At other times, it was soft but still large
and occasionally his cock head would appear, as if it was going to get
harder.

I wondered what Dad thought about it, and whether he knew that we wandered
round naked upstairs. Dave never went down stairs without any clothes, and
neither did I. Then one evening, when I was late back from practice, I
wandered upstairs to find Dad talking to Dave. Dave was naked, just holding
a towel. They both said hi, and continued talking about problems with Dave's
car. So I figured that Dad knew Dave didn't wear clothes much.

He confirmed this a few days later. He was on the early shift, so picked me
up from school.

"How are you and Dave getting along upstairs?"

"Fine, Dad. It's a bit tricky sharing a bathroom, but we manage."

"Dave's always been a bit casual about wearing clothes. Does it bother you?
Just say and I can have a word with him?"

"It's OK, Dad. I'm cool with it. In fact, it means I can wander around like
that as well."

Dad grinned.

"A chip off the old block, eh. Well, just tell me if things get awkward".

The following Saturday Dad brought me my morning cup of coffee. Usually he
had to wake me, but I was up and wandering around my room. It wasn't
deliberate but when Dad knocked on my door I didn't bother reaching for any
clothes. It must have been the first time in years that he'd seen me naked.
He had a good look, but didn't say anything.

One evening when Dad was on lates, I went into the bathroom to have a bath.
Dave was sitting on the toilet, shaving his balls. I apologised but he said
that he was nearly done and to run my bath. I was fascinated by his shaving.

"How often do you do that?"

"When it itches! Every couple of days usually"

"Is it difficult?"

"Hardly, you get used to it. When I was your age I used to shave everything
off. I liked having smooth pubes"

"Everything"

That was something I'd thought about, but never dared to do.

"Tell you what, how about I do you when I've finished."

"OK".

Dave seemed quite matter of fact that he was going to shave my pubes, but I
was quite excited. And worried. Worried that I'd get hard when he touched my
cock. But I could hardly back out now, I'd have to explain.

Dave started by shaving my arse crack. It felt strange, someone else
touching me but I loved the feel of the razor. It didn't take him long to do
my arse and my balls, I'm not very hairy. As he shaved my balls and the base
of my cock, it started to get hard. I looked down and saw that he was hard
too. He was squatting on the floor and his cock pointed up at me.

Dave rubbed his hand along my hard cock.

"Think we're going to have to do something about this. That OK?"

I nodded. Dave bent down and took the whole of my cock in his mouth. I was
so excited I came pretty quickly, Dave swallowed all my cum. He stood up and
I leaned down and took his cock in my mouth. It was difficult to get it all
in. I longed to explore his balls and his arse with my tongue, but I was
nervous at taking things too far. Suddenly, Dave came with a huge explosion.

He didn't bother wiping up, just continued shaving me with cum dripping off
our cocks. Soon I was shaved, my cock jutted out from the smooth skin of my
belly. I'd got hard again and so had Dave. He grinned at me.

"Looks good doesn't it".

"Yes. Can't think why I didn't do it before".

"Mmm. Very fuckable."

He looked at me speculatively.

"Can I fuck you?"

I nodded. I couldn't believe my luck.  I bent over and felt his tongue
exploring my arse, moistening it. It must have still tasted of shaving
cream, but he didn't seem bothered. Then a finger explored further, then
two. Finally, I felt the head of his cock pressing against my chute.

"Ready?"

"Yes"

It hurt like hell, he stopped to let me get my breath back and then suddenly
we were there. Uncle Dave had his massive cock up my arse. It felt
wonderful. Even if we never did it again, I'd be happy.

I don't know how long we spent fucking. Dave was very vigorous and by the
time we'd finished my arse was sore.

"You ever done that before"

"No"

"Good to keep it in the family, for your first time."

I nodded.

"When I was your age, I used to fuck your Dad".

I was gob-smacked. Dad was 5 years older than Dave.

"Used to go at it hammer and tongs in those days"

"Do you still..."

I didn't finish the sentence, let it trail off.

"No. We stopped when I went to college".

I had plenty to think about for the rest of the evening. My newly shaved
state, fucking with Uncle Dave and the fact that Dave had used to fuck Dad.
It was a lot to assimilate.