Of course, fantasy is one thing and reality another. But when Sean showed up one afternoon, I was the one who answered the door. My mouth dropped open. He was looking especially hot in a pair of very tight levis, work boots, and a tank top. Hair was poking out everywhere and his muscles were shining in the sun. By this time I was sporting major wood. Fortunately, I was wearing some pretty loose jams so it didn't show too much I hoped.
"Uncle Sean," I managed to mutter, "what are you doing here?"
Sean responded by putting me in a major bearhug. "Damn Aidan, it sure is good to see you kid. My god , how you've grown."
I almost creamed at that point because I was really hard and leaking. I thought, 'maybe I could just die like this", it was so fucking perfect. "I'm 18 , Sean. I'm all grown up."
"Yeah, I can tell," he laughed. "I can feel it." And then he squeezed my ass before he let me go.
He pushed past me into the house and went in to greet the parental units. He and my dad were not the closest brothers in the world but they got on, but it was my mother who was funny. She got all gushy and super-feminine when Sean was around. I always figured that must piss my dad off a whole lot.
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