Hey Elle

How was your Turkey Day? Mine was okay. The whole big family and way too much food and not nearly enough sex. Kidding, sort of. All my uncles and even my grampa were looking like they’d like to have their way with me. Even my brother Royce. We tease each other that way all the time, but truth is I think he’s a virgin. Sometimes I’m really tempted, you know? Maybe I should invite him to campus and I could watch you take his cherry and then I’d lick his cum from your cunny-cun-cun like that time with Devin. Gosh, I miss you Elle.

I did almost have sex with my Uncle Joe. Maybe by some definitions ... Okay, here’s what happened. He and Uncle Harv are sharing Royce’s bedroom (and Royce has to sleep on the cot in the furnace room). So the bathroom is between my bedroom and Royce’s and I’m on the toilet when Uncle Joe comes in. He’s my mom’s older brother but he’s in good shape. Maybe he should grow his hair out a bit. It’s going gray and patchy in places. Anyway he comes in and he sees me and is embarrassed, maybe because he’s naked or maybe because I am or maybe both. “I didn’t know you were in here,” he blurts, and I say it’s okay, that it was my fault for forgetting to lock the door. He’s about to leave and I say, “If you’re in a hurry, don’t mind me, I’ve still gotta brush my teeth,” and I get off the toilet. “No, that’s okay,” he says, but before he can go, and I mean leave, ha ha, I say, “Actually I might like to watch.” And he says, “I don’t think I can with you watching,” and I say, “Maybe I can help,” and before he can react I’m holding his dick. That’s five dicks I’ve held now, not including babysitting dicks. Two hundred more and I’ll match your total, ha ha. “Kiss me,” I tell him. “Kiss me while I touch you.” And we’re kissing and I’m touching him, holding his dick, and it’s nice and stiff now, pressing against my tummy, and we’re kissing, he’s a pretty good kisser for an old guy—not as good as you, but pretty good—and we’re kissing and pressing together and suddenly I can feel his dick jolt and the warmth of his cum drenching my tummy. Oh God, Elle, jolt after jolt, and the stuff is flowing down my tummy thick and warm and creamy.