Chapter 8 Uncle Tim
Thanks for all the feedback and questions you have sent me. I have asked my Uncle about the questions you have sent and these are his answers
Did boys at school ever compare measurements?
Yes sometimes you would ask one of your friends to take your measurements as it was not easy to get the correct biceps, chest and waist measurement yourself and it was good to check on how well your body was developing before you had the assessment by the doctor.
Where did you get other boys to measure you?
Usually in the dormitory at night before going to bed I would stand in just my underpants and one boy would take all my measurements while another on wrote them down
Did others watch?
Sometimes they did but also other boys would be getting measured at the same time, after I had my measurements taken I would measure one of the boys that helped me.
Did they measure your penis?
No I always kept my underpants on. Some boys would stand naked to get measured and the boy measuring them would measure there cock as well. I was too shy to do that in front of the other boys in my class.
Did your Dad take any measurements when you were at home?
This is a bit embarrassing in the summer holidays after my first year in the school I went to stay with my parents who were living abroad in Thailand. I didn't see a lot of my dad as he worked long hours but the first Sunday I was there my dad called me into the office he had in the house. He told me he had read all my school reports and was pleased with how well I had been doing at school. He was impressed with my marks in Biology and the comments from the teacher on how well I had done in class work. The sports master had also written about how he was happy with my sports activity and had been working with me to develop my body and I had responded well to his tuition.
He then said he had read my Physical Development Assessment Report and it showed how I had improved from the start of the school year. I asked him if it listed all my measurements and he said it did and also my rank compared to my classmates for each measurement. I was feeling really embarrassed knowing he had seen all my measurements. Then he said the Head Master has included 2 measurement sheets for him to fill in one for the start of the school holidays and the other at the end. It was to make sure that I kept up the exercises I had been doing at school. I told my dad I could fill them in myself.
"Tim I have to sign these to say the measurements are correct so I will need to do it myself, so if you take your shirt off I will start with your arms and body."
"But dad I can do it myself"
"It won't take long now stopping arguing and take your shirt off"
I pulled my tee-shirt off and stood in the middle of the room, my dad put the measurement sheet on the desk and started measuring my biceps and then my chest and waist and writing the answers down on the sheet as he took each measure. It felt strange having my father touching my body and talking about how it was developing. Then he told me to take my shorts off and using the diagrams on the sheet found the right places to measure my legs and measuring my thighs twice once relaxed and the next time with my muscles tensed. Then he said he needed to get my height and got me to stand against the wall and marked where I came up to. He then got the scales from the bathroom and said I needed to be naked to get the correct weight and had me take of my underpants. I stood facing the wall with my hands over my cock as he recorded my weight.
"Can I go now dad"
"Yes you can soon just a couple more measures"
"I thought you had done them all dad"
"Just your penis Tim"
"Dad I can do that myself"
"Now don't be shy, turn around and move your hands away so I can measure it"
I was so embarrassed as I had got an erection from when he had been measuring my thighs, I slowly turned around and put my arms by my side I could see my dad's eyes widen as he looked at my erect cock.
"Ok we will measure the erect penis first"
My dad then started taking measurements as listed on his sheet, he pulled my foreskin back and marked on the form that I was keeping it clean with all the touching he was doing I could feel pre-cum coming out of my cock.
"It looks like it's got a bit bigger since you were last measured"
As he was talking his hand was still holding my cock and touching my sensitive cock head.
I remember saying dad don't touch it there...ohhhh no ahhh and I just started shooting cum out. My dad watched as each jet of cum shot out, I could feel my legs getting weak and leaned back against the wall as my cock jumped around spraying my cum everywhere.
"Oh Tim I wasn't expecting that, let me clean this up"
By the time he had finished wiping my sperm off the floor my cock had gone soft. My dad then said he still had to measure my penis soft and got the tape and measured it.
My dad then said I should get dressed and that he would need to take my measurements again at the end of the summer holidays, which he did.
Uncle Tim has also told me some more of the experiences he had in school which I will write about in the next Chapter. Let me know if you have any questions for him
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