Kelly looked at his crotch again. His cock was like a big banana in his pants, sticking out hard and long. She trembled at the sight.

The picture popped out, and Frank let it develop as he studied it. He noticed Kelly looking at his hard-on.

Frank out the picture in his pocket. "Yup, it works fine."

Then they stood there looking at each other. Kelly didn't know what to do.

Frank finally looked down at his erection and said, "I guess it looks like I got a little excited, Kelly."

"Uh-huh," Kelly whispered.

"Have you ever played I'll show?"

"Unh-uh."

"Would you like to play, Kelly?"

"Ah, I dunno, Uncle Frank, I mean – I don't know how."

Kelly could see the throbbing of his big prick in his pants, thumping at his crotch wildly as she watched it. She'd never seen anything so exciting. A man with a hard-on that looked as though it was going to punch right out of his pants.

"It's real easy. I show you and you show me."

"Gee, I dunno," Kelly said.

"I'll unzip and show you this," Frank said, pointing to his prick, which pulsed against his trousers.

Darling Kelly looked again at Frank's bulging crotch. "Jeez, you wanna show that to me?"

"Would you like to see it, Kelly?"

"Well, gosh, you're my uncle and stuff… I don't know if…"

Frank began unzipping his fly.

Kelly watched intently. He unbuckled his belt and opened his slacks. They fell down around his ankles. His shorts were all wet. His big prick curled against the thin cotton.

He stripped the shorts down off his thighs and his thick prick snapped up, wobbling in a wild slap against his belly. It was hard, handsome, long, and as thick as a big flashlight.

"Oh! Ooooh, gawd!" Kelly gasped, her eyes wide as she eyed the immense prick.