Since that moment I had strong desire to have sex. But I was a kind of shy boy who didn’t have any guts to talk with any girls, so, sex was far from...me. So I had no any choice besides watching porn, masturbate and satisfy myself. I was being one of my daily routing but I was not happy with it.I started feeling lonely all the time.Since she started to call me often a different kind of felling came upon my mind. The way we used to talk before was changed and the topic too. I know she used to love. I didn't know your Uncle Dan had one of those.' She waved her hand at the hot tub. 'I didn't pack swim suits for any of us.' She looked at me and hunched her shoulders apologetically. 'I mean, there isn't anywhere to swim for miles – and I'm not convinced it's warm enough, anyway.''Looks warm enough to me, ' said Nat glumly, looking at the small clouds of steam. She turned to me. 'How hot is it, Uncle Dan?''A constant 39 degrees. It's like a hot bath.''I don't wear a swim-suit in the bath, '. I crushed her into a hug too, missing my little sister’s incessant chatter almost too much. ‘Carls, who the hell are you?’ She smiled and twirled. ‘You’ve been gone too long, I’m not that much different.’ ‘How old are you now, 12?’ I joked. She hated it most when I joked about her age and punched me. ‘Asshole. I’m 17.’ It still amazed me. Just yesterday, I was her big brother, chasing away the monsters in her room. Now, I’m probably going to have to come home more often and beat off the boys. I then stood up from my seat, I streched again now that I was up, standing on my toes and putting my arms over my head and leaning backwards when I streched. I then looked down to look for my drink I sat in the floor earlier, then I noticed that while asleep my cock had got about half erect, I then remembered all I had on was my gym shorts. So it was very noticable, you could see the outline of my semi-erect cock in my shorts. Mom looked at me and started telling me that granny called and.