Date: Thu, 8 Apr 2004 19:36:57 +0100 (GMT Daylight Time)
From: Bryan <bryan@thepostoffice.com>
Subject: Uncle David - chapter 1

Uncle story contains sexual acts between male members of the same family,
both adult and children. If it is illegal to read stories of this kind in
your country, or you are an age where you shouldn't be reading this anyway,
or you may be offended by such activity don't read on. But if you think you
may find this work of fiction useful, read on.


Uncle David - by 'Nightnurse' Chapter 1 - First Touch

Hello readers, this is a story, which may or may not have happened, you
judge for yourselves.

We had always been a close family, spent Christmases together and last year
we went on our holidays together. My two brothers, my mum, and me, mum's
brother (Uncle David) also came with his wife.

It was a holiday I'll never forget. We had talked mum into taking us to
Australia. Before I go any further let me introduce myself. My name is Sean
and I'm almost 14 years old. I like most sports, and although I say it
myself I think I'm quite good at them. I'm quite tall for my age, with
short black hair. I like to think I've haven't got much fat on me; in fact
because of the sports that I play at school, my body is quite
athletic. Simon and Andrew are younger than me, Simon is just 12 and Andrew
is 9 years old.

We've always enjoyed having Uncle David around our house for dinner, or
just a visit. He always brings us presents, it's a shame he doesn't have
any children of his own, I think he'll make a great dad.

Anyway, back to our holiday. When we got to the hotel, there was a mix-up
over our bookings; only two rooms had been booked for us. After much
discussion between my mum and Uncle David it was decided that he should
sleep in the same room as me, Simon and Andrew - while his wife slept in
the same room as mum. At first we weren't too pleased with the idea, but we
accepted it.

Because we had been in the plane for 12 hours, mum let us go out exploring
while she and Uncle David's wife unpacked the bags. So it was we found
ourselves being chaperoned by Uncle David. The first place we wanted to see
was the sandy beach, and it was here I got an idea of what was to be.

Both Simon and Andrew wore shorts but I was still wearing the long trousers
I wore on the plane. As we looked out across the sea, my brothers slipped
off their trainers and socks - and ran splashing into the waves.

"Why don't you go in?" Uncle David asked

"How can I" I answered, "I'll get my trousers wet"

"Look we're on holiday, time to enjoy yourself" uncle David replied. "I
bought down a towel, slip your trousers down - you're wearing boxers, you
can dry yourself afterwards"

Uncle seemed a little daring, but my brothers seemed to be enjoying
themselves, so I thought "What the heck"

Undoing my belt, and sliding my zip down, I allowed my trousers to drop to
the sand. Uncle David stretched across, and as I stepped out of them he
pulled them to himself.

"I'll keep them save" he explained "Now go and enjoy yourself"

I ran towards my brothers, who were enjoying splashing themselves, with the
clean salty water. Soon it was time for us to return to the hotel, and as I
stepped out of the sea I was conscious of the way my boxers clung to my
legs, as they dripped water over the sand. I was also aware of the way my
cock had shrunk while in the water - and to be honest, I think it's a good
thing it did because if it hadn't it would certainly create a bulge in my
wet boxers which would have been impossible to miss.

"Here you are boys" Uncle David said, as he handed my brothers their socks
and trainers. "Here's some money, why don't you go and get us all an
ice-cream from the shop we passed on the way down"

If there is one thing I'm certain of - my brothers love ice-cream, so they
were quick to replace their socks and trainers and were soon gone to get
the ice cream. Wrapping the towel uncle David had brought down with him
around my waist I slid my boxers down to my ankles, but I was having
trouble keeping the towel around my waist, drying myself off, and steeping
into my trousers.

"Here, let me give you a hand" and before I could answer Uncle David had
started rubbing the towel over my legs, as I held tight to the edge around
my waist. Still rubbing the towel over my legs he moved his hands higher,
until he was drying my thighs, and moving his hands around my hips held my
arse cheeks in his hands, still rubbing my skin with the towel. Without any
warning he slid the towel in my arse crack, still moving the towel, but I
felt the pressure increase as he 'stroked' my arse.

"Turn around" he commanded, and as turned my back to him, he commenced
rubbing my balls and cock. Uncle is not what I expected and gave a slight
jump, which only succeeded in causing the towel to plunge lower on my hips;
I grasped it as tight as I could. Uncle David didn't stop his 'drying' and
soon my cock had developed a mind of its own. Looking around I could see we
were quite a distance from anybody else, so his movements were unseen by
any one - but his next move caused an electric shock to go up my body.

"Are you all dry?" he questioned, and as if to answer the question himself
he slipped a hand between my legs, under the towel and took hold of my
balls, and started to rub them between his fingers. My mind froze - what
was he doing?

"Mmmmmm, seems like I have a young man in my hands" he whispered, as he
gripped my cock. Now you must understand no one had ever held my cock
except me - and here was my mum's brother quite openly feeling me up. I'm
glad to say he removed his hand from my cock as my brothers returned.

"I got you a strawberry one" Simon said as he handed me the ice cream.

"And I got you a vanilla one" Andrew shouted, as he handed the ice cream to
Uncle David.

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