It is dark in the colony park. The only light is not working. And in this darkness, I stand against the rough brick wall. Behind me, I feel Uncle's finger gentle trace the curve of my butt, covered by my tight shorts. I feel his breath quicken as he grabs my ass, giving it a gentle squeeze – with me gasping softly.
"As I expected. Firm and soft." I feel Uncle's breath on my neck, his dadbod dwarfing my 19 year old slim form. As he feels my teenage butt with both hands, I remember the first time he saw me, when I decided to take up running – a month ago.
I had purchased tight shorts and a loose shirt to run, as I had heard that it helped with the form. That day, I was the first in the park at dawn, before the sun even rose. And in my first run, I bumped into Uncle on a morning walk – someone I had seen before around the neighborhood, but not met.
As Uncle grasps my slim waist, I remember the impressive outline in his pyjamas that first day. I had to wrench my eyes away from it, and I think Uncle realised that – judging from his faint smile as he accepted my clumsy apology. As his fingers now slide under my shirt, feeling my smooth skin, I remember the first compliment he gave me – "As slim as a girl". As I get aroused, Uncle moves so his crotch is nestled against my hips.
And I get the first feel of his enormous organ, nestled right between my hips. Even separated by fabric, I find the girth and the hardness…intoxicating. Involuntarily, I push against him, feeling my own dick harden, though nowhere near his size. Biting my lip, I feel his rough hand moving upwards, caressing me, feeling me up like I'm already his. "You got a nice body, girlie", he tells me.
"Thank you Uncle." I reply, not even phased by the fact that he had called me a girl. In fact, that just makes me eager for more compliments. As his hands feel my nipples under my shirt, he says, "A woman's clothing would look amazing on you." As he plays with my areola, I ask, "How about a saree, Uncle?"
At that, I hear an audible groan, his cock flexing against my hips. "I don't think I would be able to control myself." I turn my head around, looking up at him. "I won't ask you to, then." I tell him, grinning. He smiles too, bringing his face closer to mine, and I plant a gentle kiss on his lips. He pulls me close to him, embracing me, holding me tightly as he kisses me too, tasting my lips, making me feel butterflies within. I open my mouth for him, welcoming him inside with a soft moan. Taking the invitation, he enters, playing with my tongue as his hands play with my body. I feel like I'm in heaven, not wanting this to stop.
But it eventually does. Breaking the kiss, Uncle and me look at each other. With a fire in his eyes, he says, "I can't wait to do the things I want to do with you." Lost in lust, I reply, "Just tell me what to do…and I'll do it." "I think it would be better if you did what you feel like", he says. "Surprise me." He releases me, planting a small kiss on my lips and smiles. "I'll be waiting." He says, leaving me with a small slap on my ass.
Well, time for me to go and transform into a girl, I guess.