Things went quiet as we settled in for the movie, forgetting about the drinks. Soon, Kaitlin was fast asleep, leaving me to carry her into my bedroom ...before falling back onto the couch with a blanket, to lay awake, thinking of my old friend.______________________________________________________________________________Morning came with sun blaring through the open windows. I woke up to the smell of coffee, and eggs, rubbing my eyes and looking up to Kaitlin in the kitchen, wearing my apron over. “How can you guys watch this? This is the most idiotic thing I have ever seen. Who writes this garage?”“I think it's kind of hot.” Another female voice responds.“Yeah, if by 'hot' you mean something devoid of romance and even reality. Do the producers of this trash even now how female biology works?”"Meh." A different woman adds, "At least he is easy on the eyes, though there is no way those tits are real."“I'd do her any time.” Someone else quietly sighs.As your mind begins to clear you. My Uncle was a short man but his shoulders were broad, his chest seemed muscular and hard and had a average pot belly though his waist was slight broad and his hips were low and buttocks pretty lose and not all taut.I was aware that his body was old and he was virtually middle aged but I had been watching him for long and had seen him bare chest enough number of times as and when he came out of his bath in his ‘lungi’ or at times in a ‘desi underwear’ with nothing else, toweling his parsley. It was exhilarating and tiring.Time was measured in climaxes, but who was counting. As another crested, I could not help but notice he was still as stiff as ever and going strong, lasting longer than my expectations. I actually wondered if he had taken a sample Viagra pill. I brushed it off without complaint. The energy between us was growing, sweat dripped from me. Our bodies were becoming slick with our efforts.No matter how many times it had happened, no matter how quick or slow, I could.