Slowly but surely, I was becoming more and more comfortable and open with my body. It wasn’t long before I was posting photos on social media of mys...lf completely naked, ever so slightly covering myself up so that the social media gods didn’t tear down my precious pieces of art. On my travel blog, I promoted nudity, and that it didn’t have to be seen as sexual. It’s nothing but the human body. We may come in all shapes, sizes, and colors, but what’s under our clothes is really all the same when. “Every cock? My Father's, My Grandfather's, all My Uncle's?”“Every male. No exceptions.”The young girl swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat. Uncle Johann would be rather nice she conceded but her Father and Grandfather? Then the impracticality of the task hammered into her brain.“But some men will be too old to have any seed,” she complained.“Then you shall have to wait until they die,” came the instant response.“Some boys won't be old enough to have any seed!”“Then you shall have. His sudden vulnerability draws you in further: you know the same expression is echoed in your eyes, the distant acknowledgement of the last time you felt anything akin to this — except it wasn’t quite this. You glance momentarily at each other, directly — a transitory recognition of blazing emotion, carefully concealed by both of you beneath the surface, that will stay etched within you, no matter how hard you try to forget it. And as soon as the burning and unbridled passion was unleashed, it. Wow, she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath her nighty. Her nipples were hard and were poking through the thin material of her nighty.I looked at them shamelessly and felt my cock stirring again in my shorts. I looked away and I was blushing.“Are you alright Rajesh?” She asked giving me a smile.“Yes Aunty, why are you asking?”“I see you are very uncomfortable.”She then sat down on the sofa opposite me and I was looking at her nipples shamelessly now. She again caught me out a few times and always.