Uncle Jeff

When my sister and I were in our early teens we were both as horny as girls that age usually are. We admitted to each other that we masturbated two or three times a day. And we were both oglers. We loved to watch shirtless guys and boys on the swim team. Our spank banks were entirely mental before we had much access to the Internet and no smart phones to take a quick pic of Tommy Anderson in a pair of wet speedos! However whenever I needed to jerk off I had a great mixture of muscles, tight asses and bulging packages to call on from my photographic memory - photographic when it came to boys, though not so much when it came to schoolwork! My mom's sister Aunt Jane sometimes came over to our house, especially in the Summer to mess about in our pool. This year she brought her new husband who my sister and I hadn't met. It turned out that he was indeed 'a little bit young' as my mom described, in fact 25 to my Aunt's 39. Once he came down to the pool the first morning my sister and I wanted to get Aunt Jane a gift basket. The most awesome body either of us had ever seen slowly sauntered towards us. We looked at each other wide eyed and gave each other a surreptitious 'low five'. Watching him rub lotion on himself, dive, swim and sunbathe had both my sister and I make trips inside to take care of ourselves. The ass was two spheres of hard muscle. The pecs were huge slabs and the eight-pack shone in the sun. His thighs were like hairy tree trunks (I've always had the horn for hairy men). We tried to commit every square inch to memory, getting caught ogling from time to time; 'Uncle' Danny would wink and let his tongue peek out a wiggle just a tiny bit. That really turned me on. One day I'd been watching him lift weights on the deck and had to make my usual trip to the toilet. I was sitting there with my shorts and bikini bottoms pooled around my ankles and my hand very busy, eyes closed as I pictured the flexing muscles from a moment ago, when I heard a loud knock on the door. 'Cait are you in there?'. It was Jeff. Suddenly the door gave way and he was grinning at me from the open doorway. Fuck that crappy lock! 'Sounded like you were having a good time in there. I really got you hot, uh?'. 'Fuck off!' was I all I could think off with my hand still dripping. 'Don't worry; everyone spanks it all the time at your age. That's three times today you horny little shit' he said with a patronising smirk before I could tell him to get the fuck out. The creep kept smirking for the rest of the Summer, especially when he caught me ogling!