It was a grey October evening, when I decided to drive over to my sister's house to use the sauna there. She and her hubby had been out to see some theatre play downtown and I knew that probably only my nephew, Timothy, would be at home, most likely playing some video game up in his room. My brother-in-law had built the middle-sized steam room in the cellar himself about two years before and I was allowed to come over whenever I wanted to relax there as long as I could bear the 90 degrees celsius in the wooden cabin.
As I was living only a couple of miles away from there house, it took me just a five minute car ride to get there and it was approximately 8 p.m. when I arrived that Saturday evening and parked my car in front of the house. I saw some light up in Tim's room and so I decided to ring the bell instead of using the key that I had with me. I didn't want to catch Timothy in the act while doing some nasty things, like for example running around naked in the house or reading his father's playboy magazines which were only roughly hidden in some cupboard of my brother-in-law's hobby-room which was next to the steam room in the cellar.
It took Tim some 20 seconds to open me the door and he was dressed in his grey track suit when he gave me a hug and quickly explained that he was upstairs playing the PC-game that I had given him for his birthday two month ago. He asked me whether I would like to come in his room to see how he had succeeded in finding the lost treasure and how he was now fighting with the evil knight, but I explained that I had come over to use the sauna and that I would come upstairs when I had finished. I had never been thinking of Timothy as an object of sexual desire, although I was bi, but I couldn't help noticing that evening how had grown and what pretty face the blond-haired boy had. I was meanwhile still only half-a-head taller than him and he had that kind of clumpsy and skinny body that many adolescents his age are having, but somehow the first signs of manhood appeared, like the first soft pubic hair I had noticed when he, his father and me had used the sauna together a couple of weeks ago.
As I was living only a couple of miles away from there house, it took me just a five minute car ride to get there and it was approximately 8 p.m. when I arrived that Saturday evening and parked my car in front of the house. I saw some light up in Tim's room and so I decided to ring the bell instead of using the key that I had with me. I didn't want to catch Timothy in the act while doing some nasty things, like for example running around naked in the house or reading his father's playboy magazines which were only roughly hidden in some cupboard of my brother-in-law's hobby-room which was next to the steam room in the cellar.
It took Tim some 20 seconds to open me the door and he was dressed in his grey track suit when he gave me a hug and quickly explained that he was upstairs playing the PC-game that I had given him for his birthday two month ago. He asked me whether I would like to come in his room to see how he had succeeded in finding the lost treasure and how he was now fighting with the evil knight, but I explained that I had come over to use the sauna and that I would come upstairs when I had finished. I had never been thinking of Timothy as an object of sexual desire, although I was bi, but I couldn't help noticing that evening how had grown and what pretty face the blond-haired boy had. I was meanwhile still only half-a-head taller than him and he had that kind of clumpsy and skinny body that many adolescents his age are having, but somehow the first signs of manhood appeared, like the first soft pubic hair I had noticed when he, his father and me had used the sauna together a couple of weeks ago.