What a fantastic site. Grant has a gene deficiency that means he does not have any body hair at all.
I was clearing the backyard of some dead trees and other rubbish, when my son and his cousin came home from their football match. They were both pretty grubby, covered in dirt and dust etc., and had come home to shower. As I was nearly finished clearing up I asked them to help me for the last few minutes before going to the bathroom. My son didnt want to help and went off to shower. Grant (16yrs old), however, volunteered to stay on with me. As it was a pretty hot day, and we were both a bit stinky from the heat I turned the hose on and took a very quick head bath to cool off, Grant had his shirt off, and I could only admire the silky smoothness of his glistening torso, he too wanted to feel the coolness of the water so I sprayed him all over, until he was soaked through.
My son came from the bathroom and said that he was going to his friends house, just across the road from our house......no problem there, so off he went with instructions to be home for dinner.
Grant and I had finished up in the yard and I told him to go off and take his shower, and I would go in after him. I could hear the water flowing as I passed the half-open door, and him singing softly to himself. He turned slightly as he heard me coming up the stairs giving me a full view of his body....covered in soapy water. What a sight....WOW I couldnt take my eyes off him....I just stood there looking.....he just smiled at me and continued to soap himself, embarresed I stumbled off into my room to strip off, ready to go into the shower. I looked at myself in the mirror to find that I had a raging hardon staring back at me.
'Uncle Paul, will you wash my back please?, my mom usually does it for me but she`s not here today.....' What am I gonna do??? well I shuffled myself back into my shorts (which were by now liberally covered in precum) and went to do as was requested. The shower room was by now full of steam and heat which made me sweat even more......and there he was, with his back to me handing me the soap, 'Wheres the sponge' I asked ' he replied, 'Oh dont bother with that, just use your hands.....' I was practically choking, I could hardly breath or swallow.
I took the soap from him and lathered my hand and started to wash his back.....'Use your other hand as well Uncle Paul.....' My cock was the hardest its ever been, I couldnt believe what was happening here. I felt powerless to stop. I worked my way down his hard torso to the small of his back, to my surprise he turned slightly, took my right hand and placed it on his chest and stepped out of the direct spray of the shower so the soap wouldnt wash off right away. By now the air was charged with electricity, you could feel the sexual tension between us. The sweat was pouring out of me when he invited me to get into the shower with him.........