I realized what was happening when Uncle Gary'slarge pudgy hands slipped under the band of my boxer briefs and gripped mycock. I was too far gone to c...re. I leaned back and turned towards UncleGary's face. He turned to look at me too. I bowed my head and Uncle Garybrought his lips to my forehead and held that position.I stood up after a moment, and took Uncle Gary's hand that was in my boxerbriefs and led him to his bed. He stood at the edge and watched as Ishucked off my shorts and crawled. "I could only look at her for a few seconds before asking "You're sure?"She smiled up at me and replied "Yes, Michael, I'm very sure."I smiled back, and lowered my head and body enough that the two of us could share a kiss. When I rose up again, I told her "For me to be inside you like that, it might be a little bit uncomfortable for you - you would be almost folded in half, your knees would be almost to your shoulders."She just grinned, and told me "I am very limber and flexible. If you can. ‘Shh my love,’ he placed his index finger lightly to my lips. ‘I’ve missed you.’ He brought me to him in a swift pull, kissing my lips longer then he should have. My heart beat fast as though a humming bird was locked in my chest trying to get free from its cage. He whispered as my gaze lifted ‘We are what we repeatedly do so excellence my darling is nothing more then a habit.’ His English tone soothed me to nothing. ‘Hmm?’ I questioned. ‘Aristotle, you must know him by now,’ he looked at me. "We're sorry" my sister said from beside me. In truth we weren't that sorry. It was one of Mike Allen's legendary parties and there was no way we were going to miss it, even if we were grounded."You're sorry?" my mother said sounding incredulous "I've had it with you two. No matter what I do, you keep causing trouble" she said, and she was right. Both my sister and I were quite the trouble makers. We were currently grounded for throwing a party while our parents were out of town. They caught us.