I had experienced all the usual adolescent changes, but the one that I was most embarrassed to me was my penis growth. My dick was exceptionally large...and was something that I was unmercifully teased about by the other boys, particularly when we showered after gym classes at the junior high. They called me “baloney dick” and I guess that the name was appropriate, when compared to the size of my classmates. In later life it was something to be proud of, but to a self-conscious teenage boy it was. A locker room might be chuck full of youngnaked bodies, but my eye would always rove to a mature man, a hairy body,or a cock darkened by time and use. My uncle kind of fit the bill: hewas almost bald and on the chubby side, and had a nice thick dick I'dchecked out either through the hole in the door or by catching him nudein the bathroom we shared, since he never bolted my door when he took abath.I was hoping my uncle was in a good position to catch a glimpse of hisbig dick getting slapped. He. I had meant well by trying to make Pat happy again, but itnow felt like it had backfired on me.Chuck and Pat walked in wearing the towels and holding hands. Pat wassmiling broadly and obviously enjoying herself. Chuck motioned for meto follow them as they went to the bedroom. I trailed behind themwondering if they were going to have another round of sex already. Oncein the bedroom, Chuck dropped his towel. I had to admit that his bodywas magnificent. No wonder Pat was enthralled by it.Chuck. ’ ‘Yes sir. I’ll have it done before you return from your breakfast.’ And he handed me four steaming, rolled towels on a platter atop four white fluffy bath towels. ‘Shave, sir?’ he asked as he turned to leave. ‘No, George, but when you have a spare moment, you might freshen-press this suit that I was wearing last night and check it for stains first. I had a bit too much of the grape, I’m afraid.’ ‘Of course, sir.’ ‘And George, don’t we have a stop for refueling, supplies, and water soon? I.