Uncle Brian and Me
It was dark but still light enough for me to see as I ran to my uncles house. I had run away from home because my parents were fighting again. As I rang the doorbell my uncle, in only a towel, answered saying ‘Hey what’s up.’ ‘Nothing much. Can I stay here tonight?’ I said. Without question he let me in and said I could sleep on the couch but to stay quiet because he had a hot one upstairs. My uncle, whose name is Brian by the way, was single and always had ‘a friend’ over. He’s not built the best but he’s pretty hot. He’s got a little extra fat but beautiful tattoos to cover it up. I’m not sure how big his dick was at the time but I would soon find …