Got a fresh start. Just her and me." Made any friends?" I asked.She shook her head."It's a full-time job taking care of a daughter by yourself. Friend... become less important." I'll take your word for that," I said, and changed the topic. "Nice time of year."She smiled. The sun shine reflected on her fine brown hair.Her place was a guest-house in the back of a worn down lot. I greeted her daughter, a cute little blond, and got down to work. Teresa was moving into the back of an apartment house. My facial expression probably said it for me as I stared at my Uncle J utterly perplexed. Uncle J then waddled toward me, his pulled-down pants causing him to take abbreviated strides with his drained flaccid cock swinging side to side with each step forward. My body was still frozen with shock and awe, and all I could do was back into the wall on the far side of my bedroom, even as my audacious uncle had finally reached me, looking down at my short stature. Uncle J bent over slightly, causing. So Gillian and I start to do the same, but Devin stands their looking at me shyly. I take my time when I undress, I slowly losen my shoe laces then toss my boots off to the side, then I slide my shirt and my pants off. Gillian is undressed and staring at me while I get down to my boxers, Nike is standing to the side with her arms crossed and Devin is still standing there fully clothed, all eyes are on me.I pretend not to notice everyone staring at me, waiting for that special moment, and I. I reached out to him afew times over the years but never had the nerve to go see him again. I think I was just too nervous as to what might happen at our next encounter considering how intense the first time was. Maybe I was afraid to give myself to a man. I don't know why, but it just didn't happen again. Now I'm a little older, my lady is out of town, and I again find myself wanting more. I met a guy on a gay phone chat line and when I found out he was local, we agreed to meet. I'd call these.