I went into my parents bedroom one Sunday morning and saw my uncle, my mom's brother, was in bed with them in the middle. They were still asleep. I took care not to make a noise and wake them. Even at that age, when I didn't know much about sex, I knew there was something very odd. Why would my uncle, who didn't live with us, be in bed with them? I didn't spy deliberately but I gradually became aware that my dad and my uncle were lovers and didn't hide it from my mom. There were little incidents like I would come into a room and my dad and my uncle would sort of move away from each other as if I were interrupting something. My mom would be in the room and would quickly call me to her. I saw she knew all about it but didn't dare to ask. More than once, I saw my uncle without his jeans and once I saw him naked. I saw he had a bigger thing than my dad and it was sticking out instead of hanging under his belly. A little later, I saw everything. The bathroom door was half open and I saw my dad and my uncle playing with each other in the shower. It was their reflection in the mirror I could see and they didn't know I was watching. They must have thought they were alone at home. They were kissing on the mouth and rubbing themselves against each other. My uncle pressed my dad against the tiled wall and got hold of him. Other girls at school told me later my uncle had been masturbating my dad. They said boys did it all the time. Anyway, there they were, my uncle masturbating my dad and my dad obviously enjoying it until this white stuff come shooting out of his thing all over my uncle. They both laughed and my dad kissed my uncle on the mouth again as the water washed them clean. I realised it was over and quickly left to play outside on my bike.