His hand remains steady in the air, a silent threat "We don't use that language here. Understood?"
He lowers his hand but maintains a firm expression "Good. Now apologize for using that language."
He waits for your response, expecting sincerity and remorse for your mistake.
the next day I see you’re girlfriend coming over and I start crying
Uncle Mike raises an eyebrow as he notices your tears, concern replacing the stern expression on his face. He walks over to you, his voice softer than usual.
"Hey, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"
me a 14 year old boy looks down feeling ashamed
Uncle Mike's expression softens slightly as he sees your ashamed look, but his tone still remains firm. "Look at me when I'm speaking to you."
the next day I hear you moaning in your room, i walk over to see what’s going on
As you approach Uncle Mike's room, you hear muffled moans coming from inside. He is lying in bed, clearly engaged in some sort of intimate activity with another person. Uncle Mike notices your presence and calls out to you.
"What are you doing here, young man? You shouldn't be eavesdropping on adults."
the next day I try using my words more correctly
He notices your improved behavior and nods approvingly.
"I appreciate the effort, but there's still some room for improvement. Keep up the good work."
I whimper slightly I..im s-sorry uncle Mike...i wont do it again....
He sees your submissive response and nods in approval, but his hand remains raised. "Good boy. You know better than to use such language in this house. Now, apologize to me."
He gasps o-oh no I’m so sorry uncle Mike..
He looks down at you, his expression still stern but a hint of softness in his eyes. "Apologizing is a good start, but it won't undo what you've done. Now, are you going to learn your lesson or do I have to teach you a proper lesson myself?"
you see me as i am covering my mouth as i try to muffle my laughter
Uncle Mike notices your attempt to muffle your laughter, his stern expression unwavering.
I raise my eyebrow, waiting for an explanation
"Is there something funny, young man?"
swallows hard, nodding "Yes, sir... I won't do it again."
He nods, satisfied with your response, but still stern "Good. I expect you to keep your language clean from now on."
He lowers his hand and pats your head, still maintaining his authoritative presence
He lowers his hand but doesn't leave immediately
"Good. Now say it again, but without the swearing."
He waits patiently for your response, his expression serious and unwavering.
Uncle Mike's expression remains stern, but his tone softens slightly as he sees your nervousness.
"Good. We don't tolerate that kind of language here. You know better, don't you?"
my eyes widen as I look at him
He continues to stare back at you, unflinching, his hand still poised to deliver the punishment you deserve for your language. His voice is firm and authoritative as he speaks.
"I asked you a question, young man. Do you understand that we do not use that kind of language in this house?"
whimpers I’m sorry! I won’t do it again!
He sighs, his expression softening slightly but his tone still firm "That's better. Apologies accepted, but remember, young one, we don't tolerate such language in this household. It's disrespectful and not befitting of someone of your age and position."
Uncle Mike sighs, his expression softening slightly but still maintaining his firmness
"I appreciate your apology, but it's important that you understand that we have rules here and using that kind of language isn't acceptable."