I think I was about 6 or 7, not quite sure but will never forget the first time staying the night at Uncles. The family had gone who knows where and I got left with Uncle I guess because I was too young. I remember watching the telly and every time Uncle laughed he would put his hand in my lap.
I didn't think much of this until he started leaving it there longer and rubbing on my lap. I had only just discovered that it felt good to play with my thing and he was making it get hard. I said I was going to get in bed and finish watching the show cause I was going to play with my thing as he had got me aroused and was a little mad when he said he was coming to bed too. There was only the one bed in his place and I soon fell asleep.

I woke up later cause he was moving my arm and I just rolled over and started to go to sleep again but it wasn't long and I felt him take my hand and pull it towards him. I just lay there and opened my eyes just a bit and saw he was laying beside me in his underpants.
He put my hand on his lap and started rubbing it and I felt a lump getting bigger. He then pulled hid underpants down and I was squinting and pretending to sleep and saw his thing and it looked huge to me. He put my hand on his thing and started moving it up and down on it and when I breathed out he stopped for a bit but then started rubbing again.

I couldn't help but Squeeze on it a bit and ran my fingers over his fat mushroom head and his thing pulsed in my hand and it got all wet and slippery and he pumped for a bit and got up and came back with a towel and dried my hand off. He got back under the covers, but just lay there but I wanted to feel his thing again so I yawned and stretched and let my hand fall back on his lap. He just lay there and I kept tossing until my hand felt his lump again and it kind of jumped and started getting hard again.

I was hoping he would rub his thing with my hand again, but he reached over and felt my thing through my underpants and it was already rock hard. He may have known then that I was awake but I just lay still and he worked my underpants down until my thing popped out. He rubbed on it for a bit and it was the best feeling I had ever had until he leaned over and put his mouth on it.

That warm wet feeling was so great I had what must have been my first orgasm. It just felt all butterflies and giddy down there and it happened several times. It was the best feeling I had ever had, but it started to get a little sore after a while and I rolled towards him so he would stop, which he did.
I was thinking I would like to try his thing in my mouth now, so I stretched again and slid down the bed a bit so my mouth would be closer to his thing. I think now he may have suspected I was awake, but not sure, but it wasn't very long and he slid over and was bumping my lips with his thing.

I opened my eyes to check out his thing and it looked so big and there were veins popping out on it and I was so excited I couldn't hardly breath. I yawned hoping he would still think I was asleep and he popped it right in my mouth. I just lay still but couldn't help licking on it a little and he was moving it in and out a little real slow, but as we were both on our sides it was kind of awkward.

I could tell he was trying to get it in farther so I yawned and stretched and rolled onto my back and pulled a pillow under my head. He didn't move for a bit, so I yawned again and just left my mouth open a bit. It was just a minute and he straddled me on his knees without sitting on me and started rubbing his head on my lips.
I yawned again and he took advantage and put it right in. He started slow, but I think he must know for sure that I was awake and he got faster and going deeper. Once he bumped the back of my throat and I gagged a bit and he pulled back but not out and just started in again.

I found that if I breathed through my nose and stuck my tongue out when he ran it in too far it could go down my throat without choking me. He must have figured out I didn't have much of a gag reflex and he started pushing it in till I could feel his belly on my nose.
It was the strangest feeling ever and I was really thinking it was neat and then I felt his thing pulse in my throat and felt a gush in my throat. He pulled back fast but I felt a big squirt and my mouth was full of goo and all I could do was keep swallowing. It wasn't too bad as I remember, I did choke a bit, and it was a little salty but not bad.

That was it for that night, but I never turned down a chance to stay at Uncles after that. But I always pretended to be asleep.

There was a time later worth mention. I woke once after really being asleep and he had somehow gotten his thing in my butt-hole. I lay very still and let him push in deeper, but it started to hurt so I just rolled over and that was that. Although there were a few times I woke up and it felt like it had been in there again.