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This is the story of a young man coming of age with the help of his Uncle Cliff. It is a work of fiction. Any similarities between persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Please visit again, as new content should be posted weekly. And questions or comments, please feel free to make here, or you can email me directly at lautrecotedemoi@protonmail.com. Thanks, and enjoy!

 

 

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My Uncle Cliff Part 5

The glare of the midday sun temporarily blinded Uncle Cliff as he emerged from his cave rendezvous. He stopped briefly to allow himself time to adjust to its brightness, before surveying the shoreline for his nephew. As expected, he saw Trey was in the same spot as when he left him. But much to his surprise, he noticed that he was not alone; the two hunks they had seen on their way down the beach had joined him. Even more surprising, to the best he could tell with his compromised eyesight, was t

My Uncle Cliff Part 4

Cliff could feel the cool dank of the cave as he stepped inside. There was also a certain familiarity, as he had returned to this very spot for more years than he liked to count. The sea air swept through, keeping the air from being too musty, and there was just enough light from some small crevice’s that made maneuvering about much simpler. He hadn’t remembered the ceiling being so low, as he tried to stand upright and banged his head slightly on the low ceiling. “Damn,” he muttered. The c

My Uncle Cliff Part 2

“How much further is it Uncle Cliff, “I asked. The sweat was pouring off my face, had coated the lenses of my Oakley’s , and ran onto my chest. Even though it wasn’t quite noon, the Greek sun was powerful overhead. Uncle Cliff on the other hand, strode a few steps ahead of me, just as happy as a lark. I guess his choice to wear just his Speedo to make the trek to his favorite stretch of beach was a wise one. For me, the bonus was getting to watch his big firm ass fight against the confinement of

My Uncle Cliff Part 1

I was awakened by a grunt. I opened my eyes to see my Uncle Cliff standing naked in front of the sliding glass door to our room. Uncle Cliff was standing in front of the door, with the louvred blinds slightly open. The rising sun cast a series of shadows on Uncle Cliff’s naked frame, but most noticeable was his engorged cock, which seemed to be hard enough to pound nails. He seemed unaware of my having awakened, as his attention seemed to be focused on the someone, or someone’s outside our room.
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