Ice Cream Sunday

Today I'm going to tell you about something that happened last Sunday afternoon. Dad and mum had gone to Derbyshire for the day, there was a rally show on at Chatsworth House so they had a look around the grounds and then went to see the cars and whatever else they have at rally shows. After the last fun time we had with uncle Charles, who by the way will be moving in to his own house in a couple of weeks, Charlotte, who I think I called Carol in my last post but as she is hopefully going to be writing on here with me soon under the name of Charlotte I will use that name for her as it might get confusing. Anyway as I was saying, after the last fun time we had Charlotte said to let her know if there was ever chance to have some more fun with uncle so I found when he was going to be around, which turned out to be all day, I told this to Charlotte by way of an email and she soon replied saying that she had to work over Sunday lunch but could come over in the late afternoon straight from work. I didn't say anything to uncle as I wasn't sure what she had in mind, I hoped for more of the last time she was here but it didn't seem possible to have so much fun twice, as it turned out we had an even better time than before.
She arrived at just after four, it was way hot and I was sitting outside listening to some music, Charles was in the house as he doesn't like the sun. I sat talking to Charlotte for a while, she asked if we had any ice cream so we went in and had a look in the freezer, it was that full of peas and other stuff that it was hard to see what there was, in the end it was decided that a Cornetto would do. She wanted one of those cone type that you fill with ice cream but this was similar. When I reached for the box to get myself one she stopped me saying we would share. She was either being very tight with what was basically my ice cream or she had something planned and knowing Charlotte it had to be the latter. She took the ice cream outside and put it on a plate on the table then asked for string or rope! So we went to the garden shed and found some thin green twine, on the way back she moved the ice cream into a more shady place as it was very hot in the sun and it was already starting to go soft. We then went to find uncle Charles who was in his room writing something on his laptop. He greeted Charlotte like she was his lover or something giving her a big hug, I thought the way they were with each other she had been seeing him behind my back but when questioned later she said not and that we all knew why she was here so why waste time pretending. Charles asked what we had planned for him this day and hoped it would be as much fun as the last time. I just looked at Charlotte as I had no more idea than uncle did. She announced that we wanted to tie him up today! I looked at her again, my mind now racing, and I was getting strangely excited by this thought. Uncle was in full agreement which I was a bit surprised about and suggested the bed but Charlotte said it had to be the kitchen and in particular the table. Uncle was as intrigued as me about all this and was eagerly following Charlotte down the stairs with me bringing up the rear. She cut some of the string with a knife and passed it to me saying to tie one end to his hand which I did - much too tightly at first. Charlotte said that it was only a token binding just to make sure he couldn't just do his own thing. Meanwhile Charlotte was removing uncles clothes so that he was naked, he already had a massive hard cock sticking straight out which I had to be careful of as I tied a leg to each of the front two legs on the table, his bum was resting against the edge of the table and we then each took a hand and pulled it over the back of the table and fastened it to a leg at the back so he was stood naked with his legs apart with his back to the table and sort of leaning back with his hands on the table top. Unfortunately none of us remembered to take any pictures which is a bummer but we did have other things on our mind. Charlotte stood back and looked at Charles and then had another idea and looked around the kitchen before grabbing a towel from the hook on the end of the kitchen unit. She took it and blind folded uncle and then started to run her hands all over his upper body before turning her attention to me. We need to take this off she said to me at the same time removing my top and then gave me the same treatment as she gave uncle. Its was so nice the way she rubbed my titties, I went weak at the knees. She then took her top off to reveal her small but very nice firm tits, I wanted to touch them as she had mine but she was gone in a flash shortly to return with a very runny ice cream. She was licking some of it to stop it running so much, she then told me to pull his fore skin back. I looked at her and she said, 'go on then', in a sharp voice that meant - don't argue and be quick about it. I got hold of my uncle hard cock and it jumped at my touch. It was really bursting hard and it was quite hard to pull it right back over the big fat bulging purple head but once it was back it stayed there. The touch of my hand had got his cock sticking straight up in the air. Because of the blind fold he had no idea what was about to happen. Charlotte moved me to one side, the ice cream she had in her hand was now turn on it's head and dripping all over mums kitchen floor. Uncle Charles jumped and gasped all at once as the freezing ice cream was squished down on to his red hot solid penis. He said something I didn't catch and then relaxed a bit asking what was that. We both just laughed because it looked so strange him standing there with a cornetto upside down on his hard on. Charlotte led the way as usual getting to her knees in from of him and saying for me to do the same. There was ice cream all running down his legs, it was right down to his knees already so to stop it going further we quickly licked up the inside of each of his legs licking up every bit of ice cream as we went. Soon we reached his ball sack where ice cream was dripping off and in to a pool on the floor. I was licking and sucking as much as I could from his balls which were now really tight, I'm always fascinated by this because I would have thought as they got ready to unload their cum they would fill up more so become bigger but the opposite seems to happen. Anyway I didn't see what Charlotte was doing as I was busy with what I was doing but I think by the way she was she was eating the ice cream from his cock end. At one point the wafer bit fell on the floor. I was busy sucking his balls best I could, there wasn't a lot of room, I never looked at my uncle, in fact I don't recall looking at anything so I'm thinking maybe my eyes were closed or something. After a while when all the ice cream was licked up Charlotte gently moved me out of the way and made a great effort to cram the whole of uncles ball sack in her greedy mouth which she managed okay although as I looked for the first time at uncles face it was a tight fit. I think she must have nipped him because he jumped a couple of times. His cock was still sticking up in the air and looked like it was going to burst which without any warning that I could see it did shooting a great lump of cum high in to the air which then came plopping down all on Charlotte's head, this was followed by about 6 more lots as uncle unloaded himself. He was calling Charlotte all sorts of names through clenched teeth, it seemed like torture for him but he said afterwards it was the best cum he had for years. I didn't know at the time but when Charlotte had his ball sack in her mouth she was actually flicking his balls with her tongue and at the same time gently biting around the top of the ball sack. I could actually see teeth marks when she finally let him go. Poor man was just about done in when we cut the string from him. Charlotte made me cut him free, although the ties weren't tight he string still left marks where he had been straining at it. After this we all went to the bathroom to get cleaned up and have more fun, that's another story though...

Sunbathing Fun.

Sorry I didn't post in a while but I've been feeling a bit down in the dumps, I'm not sure why, probably just the time of the month and stuff. Yesterday turned out well cool though so I will have to tell you about it. Mum set me doing a few jobs before she went out shopping with dad so I didn't think that yesterday was going to be much better than the previous days but then out of the blue my friend Carol phoned to say could she pop over later. Carol lives in the village and also goes to the stables so I reckon she is my best friend. I rushed through the jobs I had to do and she helped me finish off when she arrived. Then we as it was a lovely day out we decided to go and lay out in the sun and chat, Carol has natural dark skin but I never pass up a chance to soak up the sun.
We'd been out about half an hour or so when uncle Charles came home, he came over to us, he's seen Carol before so was happy enough to chat to her as well and as always he starts bugging me about putting cream on and then went inside and returned after a few minutes with ice creams and his beloved sun cream. I did where I could and Carol finished me off on the back and where I couldn't reach. Charles passed me my ice cream saying I could have it for making his day, I just thought it was because I'd done as he said and put on the cream but Carol enlighten me to the fact that it was more to do with the fact that he got a thrill out of watching, especially when she was rubbing it on me. Anyway we eat our ice creams and I lay face down on the rug and let the sun soak in to me, it felt so nice. I heard Carol ask if she could have some sun cream and didn't think anything of it. I half watched her doing the bits she would reach and then felt relief as she said to Charles to put some on her back. I was relieved cos I didn't want to move. Anyway a few minutes passed and I was feeling quite dozy, Charles got up and left and when he was gone Carol surprised me by saying that she thought my uncle likes her! I looked at her and asked her to say more. She said that when he was putting the cream on her legs he went right up her skirt and touched her up and he got this massive hard on, she could see it in his shorts. I said why didn't she slap him one and she said cos she was enjoying it too much! She spent the next ten minutes trying to get me to go inside with her and see what she was doing. Well I wasn't interested at all in what my uncle was up too, he had obviously got her pretty excited though and as I wanted her to take some pictures of me before she went home, I wanted some to send to a friend, I thought I would humour her. So we went in and found uncle Charles watching some motor racing in the sitting room. Well to say that she was all over him would be an understatement, she was a right tart. She said for me to get my camera and she would take some pics of me. I was a bit surprised at this sudden change of direction but then thought she just wanted me out of the way for something so I hurried to get the camera as I was starting to feel a bit peeved now that she was going off like this and I thought at least if I was there they couldn't do anything. I got back to find her sitting on his lap, she said to take a picture but Uncle Charles said not too and they we would get him locked up between us. Carol pulled a face and jumped up asking what was that? I didn't know what she meant at first, neither did Charles at first but she pointed to his trousers saying that something moved! I looked at uncle Charles and he looked at me and then we both looked at her and then we both looked at uncle Charles who had by now decided this could be his lucky day and to hell with anything else. He told her it was little Willy, his pet mouse. Of course this was just what she wanted to hear and as asking to see it. He told her it was very shy and didn't like to come out of his pocket but if she wanted she could stroke him a little and then maybe he might get over his shyness. Carol knelt down in front of Charles and touched the lump in his trousers. It moved a little which made her pull away. He said it was okay it wouldn't bite so she touched it again but this time when it moved she kept her hand on it and stroked the little mouse in uncles pocket which soon became way less shy and looked more like a rat than an mouse. She kept on stroking and turned to me although it was obvious she was loathed to take her eyes from the mouse. She said to get a picture of it, I looked at Charles and said to but not to get anyone's face in it.

So I took a picture of what was now obviously something massive trying to burst from him. He told Carol to see if Willy wanted to come out now, she hesitated but was soon working the zipper to release Willy who was more than ready to come out. Carol was on it in a flash, uncle was obviously having a great time by the look on his face. Carol said to come and touch it and I was going to but uncle stopped me saying that it wouldn't be right, it wasn't as fat as Seans but it looked longer. I think he saw that I was disappointed and quickly went on to say that there would be no harm done if I wanted to have a bit of fun with Carol. I looked at her, she was really pretty but I've never thought of doing it with a girl before. She obviously liked the idea and leaned across and held my head and looked at me right in the eyes and leaned forward and kissed me so gently on the lips. I immediately wanted more and returned the kiss. I was doing to her what Sean had shown me, I couldn't see that kissing a girl would be any different to kissing a man. She had her hand under my top when Charles broke in saying that it would be better upstairs in case mum and dad came home. I didn't think they would be home for ages but I did as he said and led the way upstairs to my room as that one overlooks the garden so you can hear anyone approaching. Me and Carol started where we left off, uncle was behind her but I didn't bother what he was doing because she had her hands all over me. I soon found myself with no clothes on at all, not a stitch and she was the same way but not by my doing. It was talking me all my time to keep up with her, I never knew she was so hot and horny. We were still kissing and she was pulling my hair and sticking fingers where fingers had never been before and I was totally going to collapse with pleasure so I let myself go back on to my bed banging my head on the wall but it didn't hurt, not till a couple of hours afterwards anyway. She then set too with her tongue doing the same things to my pussy that she had to my mouth. I didn't even think about my uncle anymore let alone know what he was up too as I went from one sensation to the next finally gasping for breath as one orgasm after another went through me. It turns out that Carol was having even more fun than me as uncle had mounted her from behind as she was kneeling on the floor pleasing me. I was holding her head down on to me but she was no longer doing anything except holding on to my hips, her head now on my tummy. I could feel her like rocking back and forth and wondered what was happening and I just opened my eyes in time to see gripped in his own orgasm which was spraying cum down the length of Carols back and all in to her long black hair. I was still trembling and would have been up for more but the others just flaked out on my bed. I run my fingers through the cum that was spreading over carols back, I was trying to stop it running off her back on to my bed. Uncle saw me and said to use my tongue and having liked the taste of Seans cum the other night when the footie was on didn't need a second invite. She wriggled and squirmed under my tongue as I cleaned her back, I got to her bum crack and hesitated a little but then though go for it, be a real filthy bitch and enjoy it so I licked all down past her bum hole and she was moaning and pushing her bum in to my face. It was so exciting to see her soaking wet pussy lips that were all puffy and open, my tongue slipped in to her open hole so easily, I felt like I could get my whole head in there. I felt her get my hair again and pull my face tight in to her and at the same time she was grinding her bum and pussy against me, I thought she was either going to suffocate me or break my nose. She trembled and sort of squealed and more stuff came running out of her pussy, it was hard to get it all in my mouth because I could hardly move my face as she rubbed her rear end frantically against me and then there was another shudder and more fluid, this time she let me go and just lay face down on my bed and let me lick it all up from her. She lay there kneeling on the floor with her upper body across my bed. I got up and lay down on my back beside her. I looked across at uncle Charles, he was stroking her hair and kissing her neck, I felt so weak. We lay there a while, uncle Charles was caressing us both in turn and saying that we must keep this between us, I laughed at this because it seemed so strange that he thought I was going to go around telling people I just licked pussy.

Champions League.

I got a mail from Sean last night saying that he would be home alone if I fancied coming over. It seems that he was wanting to watch the Champions League match between Chelsea and Manchester United. I wasn't at all bothered about the football match but I was interested in spending some more time with Sean so I agreed to go round after seven when the coast would be clear. It turned out that because Sean was hogging the TV all night Mrs Sean was going off out with her friend. She was actually still there when I arrived which worried me a little but she didn't seem bothered and said for me to go in saying that I would be lucky to get any gardening out of Sean tonight because of the football but if I was able to succeed I should tell her my secret. I hadn't gone round there expecting to get any gardening from him so I wasn't put off by her and so went through to the sitting room as instructed and sat down in a chair and chatted to Sean.
It wasn't long before she was gone and I moved over to snuggle up beside Sean on the couch. I soon lost interest in the footie and stretched out on the couch with my head on Sean's stomach and my legs hanging over the end of the couch. He played with my hair a while as I lay on my back looking up at him, it was all very relaxing. His hand eventually slipping under my top and working down to my left breast which he gently caressed. This was really nice and got me going no end. I then rolled over, I'd decided to take the plunge as soon as I got the message to call in on him, in fact I think I had decided even before that. I reach for the now obvious bulge in his trousers, I could tell he was eager for me to pleasure him by his reactions as my hand closed around the large lump. I could feel his cock was hard and fat as I felt the length of it. As I reached further I felt his balls. I had to have them in my hand so I struggled with the zipper on his trousers, he helped me a little as it was not easy lying on my side as I only really had the use of one hand. He eased his hardness out of his underpants, immedeately it sprang to attention like a snake ready to strike. I was totally excited now, almost trembling. It was there just waiting for me to grasp which I did. I could feel it pulsing as I run my hand down it feeling its smooth skin. He held my hand showing how he liked me to stroke him. I gently pulled the skin right back over its big shinny purple head. It was no more then a few centimeters from my face and it just felt so natural for me to want to put that big beautiful monster in my mouth. I'd never done anything like this before so I was afraid of doing something wrong. As I looked at it some liquid came from the little hole in the end. I put my tongue out and touched it. His cock jumped at the touch of my tongue and I was surprised how I enjoyed the taste. I thought coming from where it did it would be gross but it was nice and I wanted more, I also wanted to give Sean even more pleasure. I could tell by the way he was moving, he seemed all tense now, that he was enjoying it. I Opened my mouth a little and sort of sucked the end in to me as if sucking on a lollipop. It slid easily in to my mouth, and what a mouth full it was too. I then let it slide out again and then back in. I was enjoying the feeling of it sliding in and out. I could now taste much more of the liquid. I experimented by making it go further and further in to my mouth until eventually it was going right to the back of my throat. At this point I felt Sean put his hand on the back of my head, I also heard him say something but didn't catch what it was as I was a bit paniced because I couldn't release his cock anymore. It was in the back of my throat and I could feel it like jumping in my mouth like it was alive. I remember it seemed to fill my mouth even more and I couldn't stop myself from sucking it in to me and then all of a sudden Sean went ridged and there was this massive burst of fluid in my mouth, I thought at first he was pissing and I was getting freaked. I couldn't help but swallow some of the fluid which I realized must be his cum. It was coming in spurts, hitting me with some force in the back of my throat. My head wasn't really being forced down on to his cock, more in to his belly but his hips were moving which was forcing his cock to slip back and forth in my mouth as he spurted and spurted until finally he was just pumping and nothing was left to enter me. He then released his grip on me and I was able to remove his cock from me. He apologised later saying he didn't want to force me to take it like that but he just couldn't help himself. I didn't mind, it was just a bit scary cos I hadn't done anything like that before and it felt like I was going to choke sometimes. It was sort of nice being so filled up like that and in such a violent manner. His cum had burst out of my mouth and run down my cheek. He licked it up with his tongue and moved on to my mouth and we kissed and his tongue was in my mouth now licking around in all the left over cum. He asked me to lick his cock clean and put it away just in case his wife came back.

Church Can Be Fun.

This morning we had church, not a lot usually happens there, the most exciting thing is when someone falls asleep which isn't usually very exciting until they shout out or start snoring, that's funny. I guess church isn't meant to be funny though. We take Mr Neil from next door with us, I wouldn't mention this except today something happened. Because we bring him back with us and he is church warden or something like that which means he has to put everything back and see things are okay me and mum give him a hand, except today mum went off talking, come to think of it she goes off talking most weeks. Anyway I was putting the books back on the shelf and as I stood up and turned round Mr Neil was standing behind me with another pile. Now you get to know when a guy is paying attention to his job or whether he is focused on something else because there is this like delay, then suddenly he kicks in to gear. Normally I don't bother, you sort of expect it anyway but what with things happening in the trouser department with Sean and the stimulation of the extra fingering sessions because of this, and also because I'm in a devil mood at the moment, not good for church going I know. Anyway in a voice low enough for him to hear but no one else I asked, "did you like what you saw?", and quickly took the books he was holding and made an extra special effort at bending over to put them back on the shelf before standing to face him with a big smile on my face. So far he hadn't said a word and it didn't look like he was about to speak again anytime soon. He had the sort of look on his face that my dog has when he's watching you prepare his dinner. Like vacant with drool hanging from his mouth. I think he did like it but as there didn't seem to be any more books forth coming and didn't look like there would be for some time I cleared off to find mum who was chatting up the vicar by the war memorial. It was some time before Mr Neil came out of the church, I noticed his knuckles were white as his hand gripped his stick, walking stick that is. Goodness knows what he'd been doing all this time. There was of course nothing said about it on the way home and he seemed fully recovered from what had afflicted him in church, he just chattered away to mum about the new owners of the pub and how certain people seem to be taking over the village, I sat there wondering if to wear a skirt next week and if so how short would be proper for a church service?

A Night Out.

Last night we all went out to the golf club for dinner, this was a treat from uncle Charles. I wasn't wanting to go really as I don't really like that sort of thing much, I'm sure you all know where I would rather have been but anyway that didn't happen. When I say we had dinner at the golf club, don't think it was anything fancy, they have a bar there that does food for anyone, a bit like a pub really. It was okay as it turned out, I had fish and chips with peas and salad which was nice. Since I asked uncle to take a picture of me for my friend the other night he seems to have got a taste for photography as you will see below. I'm not sure whether to develope this interest further or not.

Today, so far I haven't done much, just answered a few mails - or even males as I haven't had any females write me yet. I thought I might have heard from Sean today. Before I left the other night we swapped email addresses, I wrote him earlier but haven't heard back yet so maybe he has had to take Mrs Sean shopping or something.

I had an awesome fingering session or two on the strength of what happened the other night, I can't wait to get my hands on his big fat gun, I hope I don't go and mess up, although thinking about that maybe the idea is to mess up. I wonder what I should do with it? Will I be expected to catch it as Sean did? See what I mean I'm sure to cock it up and make a fool of myself - I just know it.

Sean's Shed

Last night I finally got up the courage to pay Sean another visit. It was no good I just couldn't settle to anything the way I was feeling, I just couldn't stop thinking about him and his invitation for a second encounter. So after tea I told my parents I was off round to see my friend - I didn't bother to tell them which one and they never asked so I didn't have to lie about anything. I nearly turned back a couple of times but in the end I stuck to it although I may not have done had he not been out the front of his house washing his car. He spotted me instantly so there was no turning back. He was very pleased to see me and asked where I was off too, not being one to miss a chance to play hard to get I said I was just going round to see my friend. It wasn't the best thing to say but I sort of thought it might be better if I didn't appear too keen. I hung around talking as he finished off the car and then I helped him put the car washing stuff away. He then put the car in the garage and closed the door and ask if I intended popping by again sometime and help in the garden. I suddenly felt flat, I'd obviously played it too cool and now my chance was slipping away from me. I asked when was a good time, I was trying to show some enthusiasm. He said that anytime would be a good time when he was home as he was usually in the garden doing something anyway. So I said that I could spare half an hour now if he wanted. A big smile spread arcoss his face and went on to say that would be great. "You can help me do the watering", he said. As we went round the back I could see his wife in teh kitchen so I gave her a wave and she gave one back in return. Sean handed me a watering can and said to fill it out of a water barrel by the shed wall. There was no mention or repeat of the other night, I was beginning to think nothing was going to happen except gardening. Then when we got done watering he went and unlocked the door to his shed. It was bigger than your ordinary wooden garden shed although it was full of the same sort of stuff and very untidy, I told him so too and added that I could help him tidy it up sometime if he wanted. He seemed to think it was about time but that he never felt like it but if I was there helping him it might be more enjoyable. The shed was 'L' shaped, one half being full of garden stuff as I said and round the corner was like a little den, there was a table and two wooden bar stools and in the far wall there was a fire place with like a grill built in to it, apparenlty he used this when they had a BBQ. The table was full of seed trays and plant pots and lots of other rubbish. In the corner there was an armchair, again this was piled up with stuff.

He said, "This is where I come when the misus kicks me out". I joked with him saying that by the looks of things that wasn't very often.

He laughed and said, "I would be in here tonight if she knew what I was thinking right now".

I knew there was something going down but I asked all the same, "and what would that be?"

"You're so hot babe I just want to wank in front of you right here and now".

Even though I could feel a flush coming on there was no point in messing around now, after all this is what I'd really come for wasn't it. So I told him ok, as long as that was all he wanted. He told me to go and check to make sure there was no one around so I went out to the corner by the greenhouse and had a quick look and everything was okay, no wife or uncle Charles paying a visit. I was a bit disappointed when I got back and found him with his back against the table cock already in hand, I told him he should have waited cos I wanted to see it grow like the other night. He just laughed and told me to sit on one of the stools in front of him so I can see because next time I have to do it for him. I liked the bit where he pulled the skin back and a big shiny purple end popped out. I also liked the look on his face as he was stroking himself. I wanted to have a go now never mind about waiting until next time but I didn't, I just sat there with him looking at me. He was getting faster and faster until he let out a groan and said, "this is for you my sexy bitch". I watched as cum spurted out towards me, he caught most of it in his hand, any that escaped landed in white/grey lumps on the shed floor. I was busting to finger myself off, I could feel my panties sticking to me as I moved on the stool. He asked if I enjoyed that. I made it very clear that I did and asked if I could feel his cum. He held out his hand and I dipped a finger in it, it felt much as I expected, every slippery to the touch. He put his cock away after wiping his hand on a piece of wrag. He asked if I was up for some more fun sometime. Well there was no denying it anymore, I was up for loads and loads more fun, who cares if he's old enough to be my grandpa.

Sean

I've started to write this a couple of times but scrapped it unsure whether I should but I guess if I'm being honest I have too so here goes.

On Sunday after church we all went for a run out ending up at the reservoir where we had drinks and an ice cream, after which we came home and had tea. It was during tea that uncle Charles said that he was taking a walk over to the village to see his mate Sean. Being away for a while they had some catching up to do. He asked if anyone wanted a walk over with him and maybe have a drink down the pub. It was decided that we would all go as it was a nice evening so we could sit outside. We called in for Sean and his wife who seemed pleased to see us all. We had a good time, especially uncle and Sean. At one point it came out that I was going to studying horticulture next year and it turned out that Sean is a very keen gardener and insisted that I pop in and take a look round his garden sometime and it all came about that now was as good a time as any so me and uncle Charles went back with Sean and his wife to take a look round his garden. His wife left us when we got to his home saying she would put the kettle on, uncle tagged along but he wasn't really interested and then when we were in the greenhouse his phone rang but he couldn't hear whoever it was so he went off to find a better signal to try and call them back. So I was left alone listening to Sean explain about how different plants require different fertilisers, he was quite interesting actually and I was trying to take in as much as I could. We left the greenhouse to go and see where uncle Charles had got too, we spotted him down the other end of the garden. Sean then surprised me by stating that he needed to pee and to keep a look out. We were by what he called his potting shed, it's an L shaped brick building, at one end of the L was a high wall joining on to the shed which makes like the shape of a letter U and then along the top of the U is the greenhouse so what you get is small enclosed yard where he has his compost bins and other gardening stuff. I stood at the end of the wall while he went in to one corner of the yard and stood with is back to me. I wasn't really shocked or anything, just a bit surprised. I was leaning against the wall wondering what I was supposed to be looking out for, I mean by rights I was the sort of person someone else should be looking out for, it was like having the prisoners guard the prison. I heard him stop peeing and half turned towards him. I wasn't really wanting to take a look or anything. It was a bit like when there is something dead by the side of the road, you don't want to look at it but you can't help doing. Of course the second I turned so did Sean. I don't know why he turned, whether he thought I wouldn't be looking or was round the corner I don't know but he did and there he was still shaking his cock. There was no hiding the fact that I'd seen it because he was looking right at me only about 5 metres away. He didn't seem right bothered, he just stood there with it in his left hand, I didn't know what to say. I felt I should turn and run like what I was seeing was wrong which I suppose it was a little but on the other hand I was mesmerised by it. He asked if I wanted to give it a shake for him. I knew I should run screaming to uncle Charles who I had completely forgotten about by now but I was like rooted to the ground and worse still I didn't want to run! I can't properly remember what I said exactly but it was something like, "Some other time, maybe - thanks". I did want to shake it but I didn't know if I could, I needed to think. I'm not sure why I said thanks as it was obvious by now that the pleasure was as much his as mine. I was both relieved and disappointed as I watched him struggling to get it back in his trousers, I also felt quite flushed. We went to look for uncle who we found still down the end of the garden. I think Sean realised what he just did and was a little worried because he started to apologise as we crossed the lawn. I told him is was okay and that it was my own fault for looking in the first place. This seemed to settle him because he then asked if I liked what I'd seen, I couldn't deny that I had and told him it looked ok but I was no judge on the matter. He laughed and then asked if I'd stop by sometime as he would really like a nice friend like me. This seemed a bit strange considering he must be at least 50, I think he knew what I was thinking because he quickly went on to say that he wouldn't do anything to me again and that it would be nice just to have my company in the garden. I didn't have the chance then to say anything as uncle was coming over and we all went in the house. He did say as we were leaving that is I wanted I could come on over and give him a hand in the garden, uncle seemed to think this would be a good idea, I didn't think this was likely but it's now three days since and I'm still thinking about it and more to the point it excites me for some reason. I'm not sure what to do, I know I shouldn't, but on the other hand...