He looked embarrassed, especially when he saw I was looking at his crotch, and he reached for his jacket, draping it over his lap. That big lump of cock was still there, though, and I knew it and he knew it.

I dropped the towel and went towards him. Honest to God, I hadn't even dreamed of giving him anything more than some sneaky peeks until I saw what a roaring hard-on he'd gotten.

"Jenni," he said in a tight little voice as I dropped to my knees beside him. I was still naked, with beads of water in my hair. My nipples were as stiff as his cock was and I could feel my heart thumping a little too fast. Before he could stop me, I pulled the jacket off his lap and planted my hand on the rod tenting out his pants.

"Stop that!" he said.

I rubbed the length of his boner with my palm. God, his cock was so big and so hard! Something in my brain told me I'd die on the spot if I didn't get a look at his prick, so I unzipped his pants and stuck my hand inside. He groaned as my fingers touched his shorts, and then I was past the briefs, holding the hot, hard cock of my honorary uncle.

"Jenni," he said again, "this is ridiculous. Stop it at once." But he didn't really sound serious about it, not with that hoarse choke in his voice, not the way his prick kept getting harder when my hand locked and unlocked on it. "This isn't happening," he said to no one in particular. "My God, I've known you since you were a baby."

Instead of talking, I wriggled around with my fingers till I'd dragged his cock through his undone zipper and it was sticking out into the naked light of day.

Where it was created to stick out. The gorgeous size and shape of his prick took away my breath for a moment, and I could only pet his rod with my hands while I sighed in delight.