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Urban Sinners #12 By Justin Davis
"Please, Richard! It's only for a couple of weeks. I have to go and there's no one I can leave the boys with," my sister pleaded over the phone.
"Carolyn, what about your friend Eva?" I asked, the thought of being stuck with a fourteen-year-old and an eleven-year-old for two weeks just too horrible to imagine, even if they were my nephews.
"Eva has her own problems right now with the divorce. I can't ask her," my sister replied. "Please Richard, you've got a big place with plenty of room. The boy's mostly watch TV and play video games during the day anyway. They won't be any trouble," my sister pressed.
"Look, Carolyn. You know I have a company to run. I can't just put everything on hold. Whose gonna watch them during the day?" I asked, thinking about the trouble the auburn-headed duo could get into.
"They'll be fine. You've got good security at your high rise and there's the City Park across the street. They do fine during the summer when I'm at work," my sister insisted.
"I don't know, Carolyn. I'd just really would rather not if you can find someone else," I replied.
"There's is no one else! I'll lose my job if I don't go!" Carolyn wailed, then began to cry.
I gave in.
Carolyn dumped the kids off the following afternoon and I wish I could say the whole affair went smoothly. Robert, the oldest, swallowed up by his baggy clothes, seemed more impressed with my entertainment center than anything, barely saying hello before he plopped himself down upon the couch and picked up the remote. David, the youngest, and a miniature image of his older brother, baggy clothes and all, seemed taken with the view from the tenth floor and liked the idea that a park was right across the street.
The guest bedroom was equipped with twin beds so that would be their room for the duration, both boys seeming delighted that there was a television set there, for they had brought their X Box and could hook it up and play games all they wanted.
After a couple of days, we had kind of settled into a routine. I would fix the boys breakfast, they would fend for themselves for lunch while I was at the office, and I would cook dinner when we got home. Dinner would quickly develop into the first crisis.
"Oh geez! You ain't making baked fish for dinner are you?" Robert asked, as he entered the kitchen and saw what I was preparing.
"Yes! It's really a very good recipe," I replied.
"I hate fish!" the kid responded.
"I like fish!" David peeped, having entered the kitchen behind his older brother.
"You eat anything!" Robert said, disdain dripping in his voice.
"Screw you!" David shot back.
"Dork!" Robert exclaimed, and shoved the kid.
"Stop it, you two! You both cut that out!" I said loudly. "I'll fix the fish for David and something else for you. What do you want?" I asked, trying to make peace.
"I want pizza," Robert replied.
"Fine! I have a frozen pizza in the freezer," I said.
"I don't like frozen pizza!" the kid replied.
"Well, it's gonna have to be that or nothing," I said.
"Naaaaaaaahhhhhh!" David exclaimed, sticking his tongue out at his older brother.
"Fuck head!" Robert exclaimed, and wacked the kid on the upper part of his left arm with his fist.
"Ow! Ow! Ow!" David wailed, as he twirled around and held the spot where the blow had been struck.
"Robert! You fucking stop that! I mean it!" I screamed, the loudness of my voice stunning the kid.
"Asshole!" David said, tears in his eyes and looking at his older brother as if he could kill him.
"Fag!" Robert shot back.
"Robert Jones Black! Don't you ever use that term around me again!" I hollered.
"Why? Cause you're gay?" the kid shot back.
"So help me, Robert, you aren't too big to whip! Now, I mean it!" I shouted.
"Oh, I bet you'd love to do that!" the kid replied, and sneered.
I took a deep breath, instantly wanting to strangle the little asshole before I spoke.
"Look, my sexual orientation is not to be a point of discussion in this house. Now, Robert, you go to your room! David, you can help me fix dinner. I'm going to fix the frozen pizza along with the other, and if you don't want to eat it, Robert, you can go hungry," I said.
"I knew you'd fucking take his side!" Robert exclaimed, and stormed out of the kitchen.
I took some satisfaction in the fact that the pizza was consumed and that peace reigned, it seemed, for the next couple of days.
"Where's David?" I asked, when I came in from the office on the fourth day.
"He's playing with the X Box," Robert replied, sitting on the couch watching the MTV Beach Party Weekend Special.
"Oh, okay! Look, I thought, since it's Friday, I'd call out for some pizza and we all could watch some of the Harry Potter movies I have," I said, in hopes of making the kid feel like I wasn't trying to play favorites.
"Oh geez! That Potter guy is such a dork!" Robert replied.
"Uh, well! What kind of movie do you wanna watch?" I asked.
"I don't care! Something with some screwing in it!" the kid replied, prompting me to clear my throat.
"Uh, well, I'm afraid I don't have anything like that," I lied.
"Sure you do! You gotta! All you fags got that shit!" Robert shot back.
Again, I took a deep breath and stiffled the urge to strangle the little bastard.
"Robert, I told you not to use that term around me. I'm gay, yes. But, I find that term offensive. Suppose I called you a shit-faced little spoiled asshole. How would you feel?" I asked.
"Uh, I wouldn't like it," the kid replied.
"Now, you see what I mean."
"I got an idea. Order the pizza and David and I can do the entertainment after we eat," the kid said.
"Huh?"
"You can even join in. He'll love it!"
"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked, prompting laughter from the boy.
"You don't know, do you? You got no idea! He'll suck your dick if you want him to! He does mine all the time. I've been fucking him for a year now!" Robert replied.
I was stunned. Someone could have hit me with a hammer between the eyes and I don't think I could have been more stunned. Yet, the thought of the two doing anything sexual made my cock twitch underneath my pants.
" We need to talk," I said sitting down on the couch.
"What about?" Robert asked.
"Look, what you just said to me is not only obscene but it's very derogatory toward your brother, and in the first place, you shouldn't have told me anything about it," I said.
"I don't know why not. It's true," Robert replied.
"Look, Robert. It's not any of my business what you and your brother have been doing. More than that, I don't agree with it," I said.
"Uh, why not? I mean all you gotta do is suck his peter a bit and the little fag just goes crazy!" Robert replied.
Again, I was stunned, as if someone had hit me between the eyes with a brick. So, I paused and took another deep breath before I spoke.
"So, you mean to tell me you've been sucking David's peter?" I asked.
"Uh, yeah! Hell, that doesn't even get him goin as much as eating his ass. Shit, you do that to him and you can fuck him for sure," the kid replied, prompting me to clear my throat again and feel very uncomfortable.
"Well, Robert, I think we might have a little something out of whack here. You're telling me you suck David's peter, eat his ass, and do other stuff?" I asked.
"Uh, yeah!"
"That doesn't seem strange to you?" I asked.
"Uh, no! I mean, he loves it," the kid replied.
"And, what about you? Do you love it, Robert?" I asked.
"Shit! No way! I just do all that stuff so I can fuck him," the kid replied.
"Oh? So let me see if I get his right. You suck your brother's peter, use your mouth and tongue on his butt, and fuck him. Am I correct so far?"
"Well, yeah!"
"I see! So, if I did the same thing to you it would be okay then?"
"No! That's fag shit!" Robert replied, prompting me to burst out laughing.
"What's so fucking funny?" the kid asked.
"Oh nothing," I said, choking back my laughter. "I'll order the pizza, but the entertainment you suggested is out of the question. I'll make sure you get the X Box for the rest of the evening."
"Oh? So, you're gonna fuck him huh?"
"Not hardly!" I replied, and got up from the couch.
I ordered the pizza that night. Then, while Robert played with the X Box, I took David across to the park where they were having the summer band concerts they always had. He enjoyed it tremendously, along with the ice cream I bought us both afterward. I had thought about broaching the subject of his and Robert's relationship, but thought better of it, and just let it slide by. Whatever the two had going on it was none of my business, I figured. However, that would soon change.
It was the Wednesday of the second week I had had them and things had cleared out at the office by noon. So, I had headed out for the condo, thinking that I would take the two to the Aquarium and then we'd eat out at a nice Mexican restaurant I knew of.
As I entered the condo, I noticed the television was on, tuned to MTV as usual for the past week, but was surprised to see that Robert wasn't in his usual spot slouched upon the couch. It was then that I noticed sounds coming from the back bedroom area. So, figuring the two were watching television back there, I headed down the hall.
The noise got louder as I went down the hall, and when I got to the guest bedroom, which the two boys shared, the door was almost completely closed. At first, I started to enter. However, the door was cracked open enough so that I had a clear look at the second bed, the one that Robert had been sleeping in. I instantly became frozen in my tracks by what I saw.
Boy boys were naked and David was head down and butt up upon the bed. His older sibling had hold of his hips and was fucking what was an absolutely impressive organ for his age in and out of David's behind, David's grunts and the smacking sounds of Robert's groin against his brother's bum making the whole thing obscene. Carolyn had said that her former husband was hung like a moose, and obviously the apple hadn't fallen far from the tree, based on what was jutting out from the small bush of auburn-colored pubes and working its way in and out of his younger brother's behind.
Initially, my urge was to burst into the room and break up the incestuous coupling. But, when I saw that David had reached up under himself and was wanking his peter, one that was also impressive for his age, I held back.
"You love this don't you, you little queer?" Robert asked, and slammed his groin into the upturned butt for emphasis.
"Arrrrrrrrrgggggggggghhhhhhh! Yes! Yes! I love it!" David wailed.
"You want me to fuck you hard don't you? Come on say it!" Robert said, and then pulled his impressive tool almost all the way out of his brother's bum and then rammed it all the way home again.
"Ow! Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggghhhhhhh! Yes! Yes! Fuck me hard!" David wailed, prompting a snicker from this brother.
"Okay, dude! You're gonna get it!" Robert announced.
I watched as Robert pulled what had to be at least seven inches of gleaming cock from his brother's bottom, flipped the younger boy over on his back, rolled him into a ball, and then thrust the entire thing balls deep into his spidery little brother's bottom.
"Ow! Arrrrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhh!" the kid wailed at the rough entry, then began to grunt as Robert's groin started smacking his tiny upturned butt in a steady rhythm.
I wanted to turn and walk away from the lurid scene, but I couldn't, and it was then that I realized my cock was straining to break free beneath my slacks. Again, Robert stopped fucking his brother's bottom and repositioned him head down and but up upon the bed. This time, I had a rear-end view of the nasty scene and could see the older boy's impressive tool assaulting his brother's hole and his low-hung balls swinging between his younger brother's legs, the sounds of David's grunts filling the room as he did so.
"Oh shit! Oh yeah! It ain't gonna be long!" Robert announced.
Then, he stopped his fucking and rolled himself onto his back, taking his younger brother with him, his cock never leaving David's bottom in the process. Fortunately, they were again crossways upon the bed so neither of them could see me, I thought.
"Ride it dude! Ride my dick!" Robert insisted, prompting a moan from David as he sat upright upon his brother's groin with his back to him.
"Uh! Uh! Uh!" David began to chant, as he bounced up and down on his brother's cock, wanking his hard, four-inch, peter as he did so.
"That's it! Do it faster! Go! Go!" Robert exclaimed, prompting David to increase the pace of his self-buggery on the man-sized appendage.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh! Uh! Uh! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the spidery kid wailed, then reared his head back and shrieked at the ceiling as he started squirting cum pellets.
Quickly, Robert grabbed hold of his brother's hips and began to rabbit fuck up into his bottom.
"Oh yeah! Yeah! Arrrrrrggggggggggghhhhhhh!" the older boy exclaimed, and I knew he was blowing his load up into his brother's bottom.
In response, I gasped and creamed my shorts, slinking away like a thief in the night, as the two lay coupled together upon the bed recovering from their torrid fuck.
That evening, over dinner, I acted as if nothing had happened. In fact, I had made myself a mental note to make sure that I never happened upon the incestuous duo again when they might be having sex and put the whole torrid business out of my mind as best I could. It was two days later that I was reminded of it in a big way.
"I know you saw me and Robert the other day," David announced, lapping at the ice cream cone I had bought him in the park.
"Huh?"
"I said, I know you saw Robert and me the other day," the lad repeated.
"Uh, look! Let's sit down," I replied, pointing to an empty park bench.
I waited for the kid to plop himself down then I joined him on the bench.
"How do you know that I saw the two of you?" I asked.
"I saw you peeking through the door out of the corner of my eye when Robert put me on top of him," the kid responded.
"Look, I shouldn't have been watching," I said.
"Hey! I don't care," the kid replied, and took another lick of his ice cream.
"David, can I ask you something?" I asked.
"Sure!" the kid said, and took another lick at his ice cream.
"Well, Robert had told me about the things the two of you do some days ago. Is it true that he, uh, well, that he does about everything to you you do to him?" I asked, prompting the kid to giggle.
"Yeah! I think it's funny," David said, and took another lick at the ice cream.
"Oh? Why?" I asked.
"Cause, he makes such a big deal about not being gay. I can get him to do anything to me I want before I let him fuck me," the kid replied, prompting my jaw to drop.
Obviously, this kid was one smart cookie. From what he was telling me he was actually in control of their sexual situation and he knew it.
"Uh, so you make him do stuff to you so he can, uh, have anal intercourse with you?" I asked.
"Uh, yeah! He sucks my peter real good, too," the kid replied, and took a bite out of his cone. "I've even put my peter in his butt and done it to him a few times," he added.
Again, I was stunned. Here you had an eleven-year-old that seemed to have total control, at least sexually, of his older brother. The situation was obviously totally different than I had imagined it to be or from what Robert had led me to believe it was.
"Well, that's certainly interesting," I said, once I regained my composure.
"Uh, yeah, whatever," the kid replied, shrugging his shoulders.
"Well, I promise not to snoop anymore," I said.
"Hey, I told yah it's okay. I don't mind. It's Robert that would freak out over it," the kid said.
"Oh? Why? I asked.
"Cause, he won't admit he's gay. I know I am. I've known since I was eight. He just won't admit it. He likes to be a dork about it and all," the kid responded, prompting me to chuckle at the kid's bluntness.
"I see. Well, just the same, I'll make sure I don't snoop," I said.
"Whatever!" the kid replied, shrugging his shoulders again and finishing the last bit of the cone he had in his hand.
Over the course of the next few days things seemed to be pretty much normal. Nothing was said by either of the boys about anything sexual and I certainly wasn't going to bring up anything along that line, although I suspected David had told his older brother about our conversation.
It was the Friday evening, before their mother was supposed to pick them up on Sunday while we were watching a movie that I had let the boys pick out, that things changed in a big way.
The two, dressed in their shorts and tee shirts, were lying side by side upon the floor in front of the television and I was sitting upon the couch dressed in my terry cloth bathrobe and slippers. I was so intent on the movie that I didn't notice anything going on until there was a moan, which prompted me to look down at the two.
Robert had his hand inside David's shorts and was obviously playing with his bum, I suspected fingering his hole, or trying to, based upon the location of his hand.
"Uh, look guys! You can't do that here!" I said, prompting them to look at each other then up at me.
"Hey! It's okay. We don't mind if you watch us," David said.
"Look, I've already talked to you about that. You need to go to your room if you're gonna do that stuff," I said.
"He wants you to watch," Robert replied.
"I don't care. It's not right," I said.
"Please! He won't let me fuck him if you don't," Robert begged.
"Shit! Look, I don't care. I ain't watching you guys," I said, fearing that David was again trying to not only manipulate me but his older brother into a situation neither of us wanted to get into.
"We'll both suck yah!" David peeped.
"No way!" I said.
"David says he bets you got a big one. Do yah?" Robert asked.
"Uh, that's for me to know. Now, let's turn off the television and go to bed," I said.
"Show us your dick first," Robert said.
"No! Now we're all going to bed!" I replied, getting up off of the couch.
"Okay," David said, and got up off of the floor and headed toward the hall.
"Well, what about you, Robert?" I asked, looking down at him.
Suddenly, out of no where, a hand grabbed the sash to my robe and swiftly pulled loose the knot. David had slipped up behind me and done the deed. My robe instantly splayed open revealing my nakedness underneath.
"Whoo Hoo! I told yah!" David exclaimed, as my genitalia were briefly revealed.
"Damn!" Robert commented, as I quickly closed the robe and re-tied the sash.
"Now that's enough from both of you! We're going to bed right now!" I said sternly.
"No!" David said, and quickly scrambled back to where his brother lay, jerked his shorts down, and dove in on the older boy's semi-flaccid cock.
"Stop that!" I demanded.
"No way!" Robert said, and grabbed hold of his younger brother and flipped him into a sixty-nine position, pulled his shorts down, and quickly slurped his brother's boner in his mouth.
"Holy fuck!" I exclaimed, dumb founded by their brashness.
Everything in my mind told me to turn and walk away and just leave the two on the floor doing their evil deed. Yet, as before, I was frozen in my tracks. It was hot! So deliciously nasty to see the two go after it. I sat back down upon the couch and watched as the two sucked each other and stripped their clothes off at the same time.
In less than a minute, my cock was hard and straining to be free under my bathrobe and I undid the sash and let it free. Evidently, the act didn't go unnoticed, for the two broke apart and David quickly scrambled across the floor to where I sat.
"I wanna suck it," he said, looking up at me.
"No! We need to stop this," I replied.
"No!" the imp replied, and had his mouth on the top third of my cock before I knew what hit me.
"Oh fuck!" I exclaimed, as the kid's tongue began to swirl over the head of my cock.
I was done for. Not only was the kid an excellent cock sucker but his mouth was like a vacuum cleaner. I moaned and lay back and let the little imp continue to do his work. In fact, I was so intent on enjoying the boy's ministrations that I didn't notice that Robert had gotten up and left the room.
"Here! He wants you to put it in his butt," Robert said, and I looked over toward his voice and saw him standing there with his hard cock jutting out from his body and a jar of Vaseline in his hand.
"Oh God!" I moaned.
"He wants us both to do him," the fourteen year old replied.
"We can't!" I protested, then gasped as the kid took over half my huge cock into his mouth and down his throat and started bobbing his head up and down again.
"Come on! He want's it," Robert urged, and reached and grabbed hold of his younger brother, pulled him off my cock, placed him upon the floor on his hands and knees, then began to fuck his cock into the boy's mouth, something which the younger sibling eagerly accepted.
It was hopeless! I sank into the depths of depravity and picked up the jar of Vaseline and began to lube up all ten-inches of my rock-hard tube. Never mind that the kid probably had never had anything as big in his bottom. Robert's impressive meat was easily as thick as mine, the kid would just be getting fucked deeper I rationalized.
Like it was all a dream, I got down on the floor behind the kid's bum.
His butt crack was splayed wide open and the pick target awaited my arrival. I placed the head of my cock against it and pushed forward to gain entry. The head popped in like it belonged there.
"Mmmmmmm!" David complained, his cry muffled by his brother's cock in his mouth.
"Oh shit!" I exclaimed, as the top part of my cock was enveloped by the warm moistness of my nephew's bottom.
There was no turning back! I grabbed hold of David's hips, and looked up at Robert who was fucking David's mouth from the other end. The older boy, whose eyes were glazed with lust, nodded at me and smiled. I looked back down at the boy's bum, which now had my huge tool between its cheeks, and started the journey into the depths of my younger nephew's insides.
The boy's cries were muffled by his older brother's cock as mine slowly disappeared into his rectum, and soon Robert and I were watching each other as we fucked the spidery kid from both ends for some time.
"Oh shit! I'm gonna go soon!" Robert eventually announced.
"Me too!" I said truthfully, nodding my head, for already I was beginning to feel the cum boil up from my balls.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh Fuck!" Robert cried out in a crescendo, and buried his pubes in his brother's nose.
For me, the obscene sight was all it took, for I knew my older nephew was spewing his load down David's throat straight to his tummy. I howled like a banshee and began to fill my younger nephew's rectum with sperm. I was done for, hooked, dragged down into the depths of incestuous depravity.
We all slept in my king-sized bed afterward. The next morning, while David slurped on my cock, I feasted on "Tube Steak de Teenager," as Robert fucked my face, and was eventually rewarded with four large gulps of "Nephew Latte" for my efforts. As for little David, when he knew I was about to cum, he took most of my cock down his throat and gently bobbed his head up and down, fucking my cock with his throat all the time a healthy load of "Fuck Sauce de Uncle" went straight to his stomach for his breakfast meal.
It was only a few hours later, that the two pranced back into the bedroom and David handed me the jar of Vaseline. He insisted his older brother wanted to see what getting fucked by my cock was like. I would found out later why. I gladly accepted the jar of the greasy substance, the thought of sticking my cock into another tight and willing bottom too good to resist.
While his younger brother watched, sitting next to us cross-legged upon the bed fingering his hard peter, I positioned the older boy head down and butt up on the bed and began to work two of my lubed fingers in his bottom in order to loosen him up some. As I did so, the older boy began to moan and wank himself and eventually began to fuck back at my fingers; something I had figured he probably did when he had David's peter in his butt. However, my cock was going to be something very different.
"Okay, I think you're ready now," I said, hoping that I had him loosened up enough that the initial intrusion wouldn't be that bad. "You sure you want to do this, Robert?" I asked.
"I guess so," the fourteen-year-old whimpered.
I looked at David, who was intently watching the whole episode still fingering his hard peter, and he smiled back at me. I looked back at the older boy's upturned butt, scooped some of the Vaseline from the jar, and then began to lube up my already semi-flaccid cock.
"Okay, you're gonna to have to try and relax or it's going to hurt. I'm gonna put it in your butt now," I said when my cock was hard and lubed, then moved toward the splayed open butt crack and pink hole, grabbed hold of my cock, took aim at the pink pucker, and placed the head of my cock against it.
"Ohhh!" Robert cried out, when he felt the head of my cock touch his hole.
"I'm gonna go slow. Just relax," I said, and pressed my hips forward.
"Ow! Arrrrggggggghhhhhhhhh!" Robert hollered, and grabbed the sheets with his hands, when the head of my cock popped into his butt.
"Okay, I'm in you. Tell me when you're ready," I said.
"okkaaayyy!" the kid whimpered in response.
It was a couple of minutes before my nephew announced that he was ready. When he did, I took hold of his hips and fed him a couple of inches of my cock.
"Shit! Ow! Arrrrrrgggggghhhhhhhhhh!" he cried out, and grabbed the bed sheets with his hands even harder and began to whimper even louder.
The combination of his tenseness and the fact that this was the first time he had had a man-sized cock in his bottom made my cock feel like it was trying to penetrate a brick wall. I was sure it was hurting him more than it really had to.
"You've gotta relax, Robert! Relax!" I insisted.
"I can't! It's too big!" the kid whimpered in response.
"Oh geez!" David muttered, and moved up under his brother and began to suck him off.
Robert moaned as his little brother went to work, and when he did, I pressed my hips forward just a bit. This time, Robert's whimpers weren't as loud and I now had a little over a third of my cock in his vice-like cavern. Ever so slowly, I began to make small fucking strokes in order to loosen the kid up a bit more before I started to fuck all my cock into his bottom. From the kid's moans, and the slurping sounds coming from underneath him, I knew his cock was now hard and David was giving it a good work out with that wonderful mouth of his. So, I grabbed a firmer hold on my older nephew's hips and began the long journey deep into his bottom.
"Ohhhhhhhh! Unnnnngggggghhhh!" the kid cried out, as I began to feed him more of my cock.
Then, suddenly he gasped, and his butt opened up like a garage door and I sank balls deep into his bottom.
"Ohhh!" the kid cried out in response, I suspected both from the effects of being instantly stuffed full of my meat and the sudden absence of his brother's mouth on his cock.
"I'm in all in you, Robert! It's okay! We're gonna fuck now!" I announced, and hovered closer over his back and reached under him, grabbed his hard cock, and began to wank it in time with my fucking.
As my older nephew moaned and groaned, while my tube traveled in and out of his bottom, I knew the fires of hell would lick my butt for all eternity for what I was doing, but I didn't care. Little David had decided to get in on the action in a different manner and it was he, not the fires of hell, that was doing the licking of my butt as I plowed his older brother's bottom.
It was only a matter of minutes before Robert cried out and his cock began to quake in my hands. I knew he was spewing his teen cum load all over the bed sheets.
"Ohhhhhhh Fuuuuccccckkkkk!" I hollered, for the kid's anal contractions were milking my cock like I was getting sucked off.
Way sooner than I would have liked, I grunted and filled my older nephew's butt with sperm while his younger brother continued to lap at my hole.
It was later, while Robert bathed in the whirlpool tub, soaking his now tender hole at my suggestion, that David told me that he had dared Robert to let me fuck him. Initially, the older boy had refused. However, David had made a big deal out of the older boy being a "wus" and a "chicken" and that had done the trick. There was no way the older sibling was going to be out done by the younger one. The truth revealed, I slurped on David's peter until he squirted his cum pellets into my mouth then sent him off to take a bath. In less than a couple of minutes, Robert, smelling of soap, was back upon the bed fucking my face, amazing me with how quickly his balls could churn out another large load. I swallowed the gushes of the salty stuff, thinking that the fourteen-year-old could open a sperm bank all by himself. I was totally addicted!
Later, I ordered pizza for a late noon meal. All three of us sat naked at the kitchen table hungrily devouring it, having spent more time eating each other than food. Afterward, I put on one of my favorite porno movies. We never made it through the first scene. The three of us were on the carpeted floor of the living room sucking each other in a three-way before either of the actors had done their "money shots." Soon, David was again filling my mouth with boy juice while Robert got to swallow a load from me for the first time. Neither of us wasted a drop!
We lounged around the house naked watching the television afterward; clothes were not even worried about. I stroked my cock as Robert fucked David again, and then let the spidery sibling suck on my meat and drain my balls again, like he seemed to love to do. Later, all three of us slept in my bed again.
The next morning, while I was on the bed hovering over David and fucking his bum, as he wanked his peter beneath me, Robert slipped in behind me and stuck his cock into my bottom. I was surprised that the kid had thought of it all on his own. Although primarily a top, I relished the intrusion, for it had been a long time since I had gotten fucked while fucking someone else.
We thrashed upon the bed in that position for some time, me fucking his younger brother's butt and Robert fucking mine. Eventually, when the younger boy cried out and started squirting his cum pellets it was a chain reaction. The kid's anal contractions, and the assault of Robert's cock upon my prostate, were too much for me. I bellowed like a bull and began to fill my young nephew's insides with goo. Almost immediately, Robert wailed loudly and began to spew a fresh load of teen baby-making juice deep into my guts. The teenager was phenomenal, for it felt like a molten river was flowing into my bottom. His balls had recharged to full capacity overnight.
Later that morning, the three of us took a long bath in the whirlpool tub, and I was again sucking David, who was standing up in the tub, when Robert entered me again with his soaped up cock. Again, I accepted the intrusion and let my nephew assault my bum and my prostate again as I sucked his younger bro.
When David eventually squealed and came, and my mouth was instantly being filled with sweet boy juice again, his older brother cried out and started filling my bottom again with teen fuck sauce. For me, it was like someone had flipped a switch labeled "orgasm" and I groaned and self-detonated into the waters of the tub.
Carolyn picked up the boys right on time that afternoon, and the good byes were said. Instantly, I felt alone, as if someone had sucked all the life out of the entire condo. I was depressed for days, then finally got back into the routine of work, hating myself for what I had done and wondering if or when the boys would spill the beans.
It was two weeks later that Carolyn called. She had to return to Ohio again, this time for a month. She asked me if the boys could stay with me again. She would be back before school started at the end of August. I protested. There just wasn't any way I could do it. She waxed eloquent about how the boys had raved about what a good time they had had and the tours of the area I had taken them on, which was a lie. Obviously, the two had neglected to tell her that the only tours I had taken with them were of my king-sized bed or the floor of the living room.
Of course, I wish I could say that I'm ashamed of myself for eagerly awaiting the arrival of the two, tomorrow. Yet, all I can think about now is how soon the three of us are going to get naked after Carolyn is gone. One month! One whole month with the two of them! I hope I can hold out.
The End