SkyLarkinStories

Zach Longwood was struggling to get into the tight sheer swim shorts that his Uncle Anton’s “friend” Jackson had leased to him. They were just too small for his lily white bubble, bouncing on the balls of his toes to yank them up and over his massive backside.  “Don’t worry if you can’t fit into them, Z-Man…I can try and find you something else to wear.” Jackson said.  He sat on what would be Zach’s bed for the entire summer, quietly watching Zach.  Zach liked Jackson, who insisted on being called Uncle Jackson. Zach didn’t know why, but was taught not to be rude to his elders and besides Zach didn’t mind calling him Uncle Jackson. He liked how fatherly the man was, but not overbearing and controlling like his actual father was. Instead, Jackson was cool, calm, collected, and, most importantly, nice. Jackson didn’t want to force Zach to wear constricting, itchy clothes that gave him rashes and made him so sweaty that every evening, he had to get help from his brother Dyla...