"If you go down to the woods today
Youre sure of a big surprise!
If you go down to the woods today
Be sure to believe your eyes ...."!
"Hold on a minute Rob I need to have a pee" fourteen year-old Jamie shouted to his Uncle as they were out walking in the woods. It was a lovely warm summers day, the birds were singing in the trees, the sun was shining and in the distance one could hear the stream flow effortlessly as it made its way to join the river in Jamies home village of Lower Hurstfield approximately three miles away from where they were walking. Rob, who was visiting his twin brother, sister-in-law and their only child Jamie, was several yards ahead of his nephew with his brother and sister-in-law a mile or so ahead of him.
"Hurry up then" Rob called back, "or your folks will be thinking weve got lost"!
"No chance of that" replied Jamie, "I may not be exactly sure where we are at this precise moment in time but once we hit Upper Hurstfield I will know our way home from there if Mum and Dad arent still waiting for us".
"I hope they are" replied Rob, "your Dad said we were having lunch at the Fox and Hounds Inn, preferably today, when youve finished loitering"!
"I wont be long" Jamie answered as he stopped by a tree and unzipped the fly of his jeans. Whilst he was looking the other way, to maker sure no-one was following him up the bridleway, Rob ran back to join him and caught the boy off-guard as he wrapped his arms round his nephews chest from behind and hugged him tight as he kissed the youth on the forehead before allowing his hands to travel down to his nephews jeans which he swiftly unbuttoned and pulled down along with the boys striped underwear.
"What the _f_u_c_k_ ...." Jamie exclaimed. Startled, he turned his head to see who it was and almost fell backwards. "Jesus, Uncle Rob, you gave me a fright"!
Rob smiled. Unknown to his nephew, he had secretly longed to be alone with the boy so he could play with him uninterrupted and without the risk of being caught.
"Wh.... Wh.... What are you doing Rob", Jamie asked, as Rob caught him and wrapped his left arm round the boys shoulder and moved the boys hands away from his _c_o_c_k_.
"You said you needed to have a pee", Rob said.
"Yeah", replied Jamie.
"Then its no good you leaving your trousers on is it, or there may become wet", Rob answered smiling.
"Im a boy for Christs sake", retorted Jamie.
"I know that" replied his Uncle. "And what is that supposed to mean"?!
"I mean I pee standing up not sitting down like a girl".
"Did I tell you to sit down"?
"No, but ...." Jamie answered. Rob tightened his grip on his nephews left arm as he struggled to free himself. "Leave me alone will you, I just want a pee" he continued impatiently as he took hold of his tool in his right hand.
"But what", Rob asked menacingly as, once again, he pushed Jamies hands away from holding his _c_o_c_k_ and took hold of the boys penis for himself.
"I can manage on my own" replied Jamie.
"Let me give you a hand" Rob snarled.
"I said I can manage on my own" answered Jamie angrily, both surprised and offended at his Uncle examining his tool, as he struggled unsuccessfully to free himself from his Uncles grip.
"Ill give you a hand in a minute if you dont settle down" Rob replied firmly. "Ill hold it for you, you just pee" he said maintaining his grip on his nephews penis.
Jamie was mortified. His father was the last person to have held his _c_o_c_k_ for him whilst he urinated .... and that was about ten years ago when he was still learning to aim accurately when standing in front of the loo.
"Please Rob, let me do it myself" Jamie protested as he again unsuccessfully sought to arrest control of his penis from his Uncle.
Rob angrily slapped Jamies arse hard. "Now settle down or else" he told the boy as he glanced down and played with his nephews _c_o_c_k_.
Jamie looked at him in disbelief. Rob had never smacked him before or done anything other than that which would have been considered kind towards him, including buying him lavish presents for his birthday and Christmas and treating him to things his parents thought were a waste of money at regular intervals throughout the year. Although Jamies parents did not necessarily approve of the way Rob spoilt his nephew, they had long resigned themselves to it on the understanding that (for reasons never made clear to Jamie) Rob would never be in a position to have children of his own. Over the years Jamie had grown to look upon his Uncle as the elder sibling he never had more than an Uncle, particularly as Rob was always there to support him in the development of his sporting interests when his disinterested father was nowhere to be seen. Robs over-familiarity, particularly so soon after Jamie had read newspaper reports of a football coach being charged with indecently assaulting prepubescent footballers, nevertheless unnerved the boy and he was unable to relax to allow him to urinate.
"I thought you said you needed to pee" said Rob angrily.
"I do" replied Jamie.
"Then hurry up! We havent got all day" Rob replied impatiently.
"I cant .... not when youre holding my dick; let me do it, Ill be quicker on my own".
"No" Rob said sternly as he cupped his nephews hairless balls in his hand and rolled the boys foreskin back and forth with his thumb. "Now do as youre told or I will have to put you over my knee"!
"Im trying" answered Jamie.
"Trying?! Youre very trying boy as your grandfather would say to your father and me when we were your age; I wont tell you again! Piss now or else"!
Try as he did to relax and urinate Jamie was unable to do so all the time Rob maintained a firm grip on his shoulder with his left hand and held his _c_o_c_k_ in his right hand. He again struggled to free himself from Robs grip but Rob was having none of it and intensified his grip on his nephew after firmly slapping his arse a second time. To add to his discomfort and embarrassment Rob roughly pulled at Jamies _c_o_c_k_ and snapped at him "Piss now you little sod"!
Eventually Jamie did urinate, a few dribbles at first before emptying his bladder in full-flow as Rob continued to fondle him and direct the position of his _c_o_c_k_. As Jamie again struggled to free himself and take control of his own waterworks, Rob pointed Jamies _c_o_c_k_ down to his underpants and jeans causing Jamie to inadvertently urinate over them.
"Now look what youve done" Rob said angrily, "I knew something like this would happen if you wouldnt let me help you. You will just have to take them off"!
"I cant take them off; Ive got nothing else to wear until I get home" Jamie replied.
"You should have thought about that before pissing yourself" Rob answered. "Now take them off"!
"I cant .... everyone will see my _c_o_c_k_" protested Jamie.
"Believe me boy, everyone will see you, as we still have to have lunch with your folks at the Fox and Hounds sometime today remember, and they – together with anyone else at the pub – will see you, but whose fault is that? If you choose to piss yourself you can expect others to see your arse and your _c_o_c_k_ when you take your wet clothes off! Actions have consequences you know or did your father forget to tell you that"?!
"I didnt choose to piss myself" Jamie retorted angrily, "it would never have happened had you let me hold my dick for myself"!
"So Im to blame am I" Rob snapped at him, "me, your favourite Uncle, who bought you a BMX bike for your birthday when your parents wouldnt; me, your favourite uncle, who paid for your school trip to Austria; me, your favourite Uncle, who has never missed watching you play football for the school Under-16 and who paid for you to have private coaching sessions with one of the countrys leading juvenile football coaches; me, your favourite Uncle, who ...."?!
"Who what" Jamie snapped, "likes playing with me and probably fancies me? I know all about the likes of you! There are names for people like you and they arent Uncle although they do have a u, c and an n in them"!
"Are you calling me a cunt" Rob answered.
"You said it" Jamie snapped as he unsuccessfully attempted to pull up his soiled underwear and jeans.
Rob took hold of Jamie by his left arm, just above his elbow, and dug his fingernails into his upper arm. "Watch your step young man" he said sternly, "you are digging yourself into a big hole"!
"_f_u_c_k_ Off" Jamie retorted, "and let go of me you _f_u_c_k_ing pervert or I shall tell Dad what you did to me".
"And what exactly am I purported to have done" Rob snarled, "not that he would believe you anyway even if I had done anything to you! Now dont be thinking you are going to pull your things back up when theyre all wet; take them off"!
"No"!
Before Jamie could say or do anything else, Rob placed his left foot on a nearby tree stump and pulled the impertinent boy over his lap before angrily slapping Jamies arse fast and furiously, punctuating each word with a hard slap, as he said "I wont tell you again! Now either do as I tell you or I will tell your father what an insolent little sod you have been and, believe me, he will tan your arse so hard you wont be able to sit down for a month of Sundays, and I wont stop him this time"!
Jamie recalled the time – a few years earlier – when his father was halfway through giving him the strap for misbehaving when Rob interrupted him and told his father to leave him alone; he had been grateful to Rob ever since as when his father used the strap it hurt .... big-time! Anxious to avoid being strapped again, Jamie sobbed "Okay, Okay .... let go of me and Ill do it"!
Rob let go of Jamie. Knowing he was defeated Jamie climbed off Robs knee and reluctantly bent down and pulled off his jeans and underpants before handing them to his Uncle as he rubbed his desperately sore bottom.
"There" Jamie said angrily, "now what am I supposed to do"?!
Rob glanced up and down at his nephew and, fixing his eyes on the boys _c_o_c_k_-and-genitals, smiled approvingly. "You dont have to do anything youre pretty enough as you are, though I do think all that bad language doesnt enhance your beauty" he told him. "Any more outbursts like that and I will have to rinse your mouth out with soap and water when we get home, just like your grandfather would do to either me or your father if we swore at him when we were your age"! Jamie stood there dumbstruck. "Well dont just stand there loitering; your folks will be sending out a search party for us if we dont catch up with them soon", Rob continued as he began to walk off in the direction of Upper Hurstfield. "I dont know why on earth they allow you to wear jeans in the first place; you look much more fetching in a pair of shorts than these bloody jeans, and as for allowing you to wear these hideously-coloured underpants God alone knows your grandfather would have a fit if he was alive to see them. The only underwear boys your age should be allowed to wear are cotton white Y-fronts and nothing else; still, you look great just as you are for now"!
Jamie nervously pulled his green sweatshirt down over his arse and genitals in case anyone saw him and ran to catch up with his Uncle.
"Im sorry Rob" he sobbed as he walked alongside his favourite Uncle.
"Thats okay" Rob said as he ruffled his nephews hair.
"Please dont tell Dad I swore at you", Jamie pleaded.
"I wont; you dont think Id give that bastard an excuse to spank you do you? I dont want him damaging that hitherto hidden treasure of yours" Rob replied patting his nephew on his arse.
Both man and boy continued to walk in silence for a few minutes before Jamie said "Rob ....".
"Yes Jamie", replied his Uncle.
"Can we go home first before we join Mum and Dad in Upper Hurstfield so I can put some clean clothes on? Ill even wear the new pair of Adidas footie shorts you bought me".
"Sounds good to me; we wouldnt want everyone envying over what belongs to me would we", he said as he gentled groped his nephews _c_o_c_k_ and patted him on the arse, "and Ive already said how much better you look in a pair of shorts than some hideously-looking jeans"!
Once more man and boy walked nervously together in silence. "Rob ....", Jamie said.
"Yes Jamie".
"Do you fancy me"?
"Youre a nice kid Jamie .... and a pretty one at that! Put a step on it now or it will be supper time, not lunch-time, by the time youve got home and changed and weve met up with your folks" he told his nephew as he began walking faster and started to whistle the tune of the ballad If you go down to the woods today!